South East - James

This place was simply... strange. Yes, the buildings were not in perfect conditions with various levels of decepitness, but in most urban neighborhoods, at least in New York, there was some sort of overgrowth. Grass typically grew through numerous cracks in the road and side walk and it was not uncommon to see vines climb up buildings. Simply, nature was left to consume all that and tried to pave over it. However, this street was bare of vegetation, and it bothered James. Then there was that fabled fog. The so called Dark Zone. He had been briefed about supposedly what the fog can do to people and what lived in the fog. Still, words can not compare to the actual thing. A wall of mist, smoke, or whatever one would call it was simply there. It looked like it was barely moving, but apparently the fog had been making steady advances as of late. This unsettled James even more. Chemical warfare was not something that he was used to. In fact, this was the first time in his life that he was going to have to use a gas mask. He was not exactly sure how the gas mask works to prevent gas from entering his lungs, but the officers assured him that it would help him for a little bit. Thus, James had to have faith. He had to have faith in science that they made his equipment work properly. He also had to have faith in his officers that they were looking out for him and telling the truth. 

Thus, James took one last breath through his mouth and donned the mask. Who knew what the fog would do. It could potentially move up 100 meters in a second randomly. So, it was better to be safe than sorry. James took himself and began walking to the apartment. He then said into the radio "I'll be taking up a position in the apartment. Not much of a fan of fighting so close to the enemy. So, I guess I'll be giving you guys on the road some support fire, and keep the Sergeant some company. I've got a rocket launcher with two rounds, so if you need a heavy punch, then let me know. Also, if it comes down to it, then I can give you guys some covering fire if you need to fall back. Although, I'm not sure how much I can suppress the enemy just by myself. Sergeant, I'm going to trust you to keep things from sneaking up behind me. Can you keep contact with me in every 30 second interval? I don't want you to go quiet on me all of sudden." James then took up a position at a window that oversaw the street with his assault rifle. He took care to hide in the shadows that the building provided so that something from outside wouldn't be able to see his easily. Finally, he lifted his rifle and began scanning the fog with his thermal scope, hoping to get a glimpse of anything coming in this direction before it left the fog.