All acquired manuscripts and writings found in Chernarus
OPERATION DH6
Briefing:
Labeled ‘OPERATION DH6’ has officially been documented on the study of an unknown aircraft making landing and takeoff near Devils Castle multiple times. Our first intel discovered on ‘DH6’ was a camera recording of the plane making touchdown on a remote field. The tape was discovered in a flight suit bag in the woods near Devils Castle, along with basic supplies. Since then we have tracked a second tape of the plane in flight oceanbound headed southeast. The tape was found inside Devils Castle, where an old campsite was discovered. No supplies were left just a pilot helmet, journal and a camcorder. We assumed the survivor was in a hurry to get out of there, considering the items they left behind. Almost all of the video footage on the camcorder was corrupted, or intentionally encrypted.
Writing Found in Journal:
'When the flower of death blooms in the garden of life, someone must be there to sow the seeds of light.'
GRID 01 07 26 - clear landing zone
GRID 26 28 42 - Steer Clear
GRID 04 06 08 - man signaling us
GRID 11 17 16 - RAISE ALTITUDE
GRID 35 27 03 - horde forming
11/17 Caucasian Male Rescued
11/18 Man Infected - Killed
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LAST TRIP SUPPLIES SENT:
THREE FOOD CRATES
ONE PALLET OF WATER
ONE BOX OF AMMUNITION
2 AKM RIFLES
X1 DUCT TAPE SEWING KITS
X1 BINOCULARS
X2 MEDICAL KITS
BRIEFING- 2KIA 3MIA 4DISPATCHED HEALTHY
No viable samples obtained yet.
Signaled by survivor with mirror grid 040608 no clear landing site, location recorded and sent to ground team.
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Mission Code: DESERT CARAVAN
Mission Objective: Courier supplies to marking zone by any means. Weapons hot, fire at will. Remain unseen and quiet firearms at all times. After completing objective hold position until further orders instructed. Expect extraction after mission completion.
Mission Reroute: 3 MIA Location Last Seen GRID 21 42 58
SEARCH AND RESCUE SECONDARY PRIORITY
The manuscript you are reading was recovered in a immobilized hatchback. The vehicle was parked outside a small lumber yard northwest of Novia Petrovka.
*BEGIN RECORDING*
*A scuffle can be heard as the recording begins. Sounds of pallets being dropped and music playing off a radio.*
John: What the hell is going on here?
Unknown Male: Im doing what you asked John, I buried all the ammunition, and moved the foodcases into the tents.
John: I said move the food into the tower west of the camp. This is fucking serious, there is a horde on its way here from checkpoint, and someone's gonna find our fucking camp.
Unknown Male: Would you relax? Things are under control. God forbid i get five minutes to relax and have a drink.
John: Yea because you don't have plenty of time taken doing that already? Emile left because of your dirty habits, and im not going to let this be our downfall. We’ve traveled too far to leave things behind and start over.
Unknown Male: So now everything's my fault huh? Wheres Mike and Toke, John? They never returned and its probably your fucking fault!
John: You better take that back..
Unknown Male: Or fucking what John.
*Sounds of a vehicle pulling up*
Unknown Female: Guys, grab the shit, we have to go now!
Multiple voices are heard
Unknown Female: Im not fucking joking we have 10 minutes tops to be as far as fucking possible! Spike’s group was seen tracking horde movements only a click away from here, and they spotted us as we were returning from Tisy.
John: Shit, and you returned here!?
Unknown: We tried to whip it around, but Tim got shot.. He's in the back right now. Patty was outside bandaging him after we got away, but the fucking horde came right out of nowhere.
Unknown Male: Where is Patty?
Unknown Female: He.. didn't make it into the hatch. I don't know if he's okay.
John: We gotta go back and get him, i understand if you couldn't save him at the time, but we need to go back and search for him.
Unknown Male: Hes fucking gone John. Don't sacrifice anymore than we have to. You heard her, we gotta get the fuck out of here.
John: We have this discussion after we are done loading the truck, now help me grab this box.
*Cracks of fire are heard*
Unknown: Shit! John!
*Next 10 minutes is inaudible yelling and gunfire. After 15 minutes the sounds of the recording device being shuffled into a tight space is heard. The sound of a car engine starts, and is heard being driven*
Unknown Male: Shit always has to happen before i can finish a drink.
*END RECORDING*
*BEGIN RECORDING*
*Over the crackling of a fire, painful moans can be heard*
Tim: Fucking hell, it's so painful!
Unknown Male: I know, keep it down! Open up and bite on this, i have to pull the bullet out, if you want to bleed out and die let me know and i'll leave you alone.
*thrashing and muffled tremors can be heard*
Unknown Male: I’ll take that enthusiasm as a no.
*The chirps of crickets resonate with the crackling of the fire.*
Unknown Male: There you go bud, good as new. If you can't feel your arm by tomorrow let me know so we can saw it off.
Tim: Sczech!
Sczech: I'm kidding, your fine. Now what the fuck happened that led to this disaster. You know it's just the two of us now right? Everyone else is either lost, dead, or dying after the shit that went down.
Tim: We were.. At the military base. The barracks. Desmon thought we should pull the hatch up behind the wall, and we could load twice as much ammunition. There was so much Sczech you should have seen-
Sczech: Bad. Fucking. Idea. That explains why the back of this car sounded like Santa’s fuckin’ sleigh.
Tim: As we were loading the hatch, that's when something felt off. I don't know what it was Szech i could feel it in my blood. It was just a blur after that. There was four guys, with balaclavas.. They came from the hill, completely overlooking us. We were absolutely ambushed..
Sczech: Spike had four of his men out at Tisy during a horde movement, fuckin hell.
Tim: Yes, we couldn't understand.. We've been out to Tisy so many times at dawn, and never ran into something like this. Do you think someone ratted on us?
Sczech: Don't be dumb Tim. Hordes were shifting north at dawn. So tough guy Spike sent out his goons earlier than normal. You should have listened to John.
Tim: Please, of all the people to talk about listening to John.. Wait, where is John?
Sczech: I don't want to be the one to drop the bomb on you while your life still hangs by a thread bud. Get some shut eye and we figure things out in the morning. I'll keep watch.
Tim: Alright old man. Take it easy on the liquor, you need to keep your guard up, this place doesn't look familiar.
Sczech: Unlike you i can hold my liquor.
*Faint laughs are heard before silence falls on the recording. Nighttime sounds of crickets, with the occasional call of an owl can be heard for a short while before the audio cuts out*
*END RECORDING*