Factions, Families, Clans, and Empires
Standing an easy 6'2" and weighing close to 250 lbs. He is well built, because of the training that he endured in the military. He is an ex Force Recon Major, and is just looking to survive now. He had spent his last missions in Afghanistan looking for the elusive Osama Bin Laden. He had one opportunity to take him out, and was interrupted by gunfire that hit him in the leg. The medical discharge is what got him out of the military with many accommodation medals for his 15 years in military service as an elite officer. He has a purple hart, and many medals of honor. Major Mick Dozer lost his wife and child in a horrible accident while he was fighting overseas, and he hasn't been the same since. Mick is looking for a place that is safe enough for him to lay his head down, and just rest. Originally from the state of Utah, he joined the marines when he was 18, and everything just excelled from there.
Mick is a little on the rash side when it comes to sticky situations. He tends to shoot first ask questions later. Mick will help anyone willingly if he feels the need to, and if it would benefit himself in any way at all. He is always looking for that next bit of ammo, or that next pack of smokes.
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Two Desert eagles that were given to him by his wife as a gift for his birthday right before she was killed in the accident.
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Micks Favorite weapon.
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Just in case of hand to hand
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Most important tool when trying to survive.
Dozer got out of the military due to a forced medical discharge for a simple thigh shot in his leg. He is now just out trying to survive the ordeal that he had been in, in his life. He needs to find someone or a population so they can stay safe. He has been killing these things for days now, and frankly he is getting tired of it.
Mick was a hired gun by the gang, and he was rather happy for the time being that he was going to be making a load of smokes and ammo for the job. He had not clue who the girl was, and he didn't care he was going to get his payday. It may be that kind of payday that was going to land him enough to retreat to an old bomb shelter that had been calling home for the last few months. Mick had a Sawed off shotgun in his hand at the ready, and the large African American male was ready for the first sign of trouble. The men that hired him had no clue of his past, and no clue that he had been a Marine officer for the Force Recon team that led most of the secret missions in Afghanistan and Iraq. He stopped at the doorway after the men had entered the room and placed the shotgun on his shoulder with his left hand, and with his right took the smoke out of his mouth after a long inhale. He didn't say a word, and just exhaled the smoke slowly and calmly from his lungs.
Mick didn't answer the so called boss other than the middle finger being flipped at him when he left the room. He just wanted to get the job done as soon as possible. He had a place that he was ready to call home. Mick didn't want to be here anymore than any of the others wanted to be here. He place the smoke back to his lips again, and took a final deep inhale of the smoke. He exhaled the smoke with a hard exhale and started to walk about the room with the little light that was coming from the now open doors to find a power grid or something to try and turn the lights on. Most of the places he had went the power had worked just fine. He stopped at what looked to be a grid as best as he could see. He grabbed the switch that he had found and flipped it into the on position. The humming of power hit the box, but the room didn't light up. Mick shrugged and grabbed the smoke with a quick grab and flicked the dead cig onto the ground. He held the gun in the low ready position and headed out of the room and started to search the rooms that were in the immediate area.
Mick Dozer heard the banging on the door and he headed in that direction. He was a little more than upset from all the noise that was happening at the moment. He needed to stop the noise before the zombies were alerted to the horrible racket. Mick went from walking briskly, to almost a dead sprint. The gang was having a field day on that the door. The three that were there finally got an extra two sets of hands to start banging on the door. The boss started to speak, " Oi Lil miss, if you don't come ou now. We may haffa hur you." The other gang members just cheered a little and made their happiness and agreement to hurting Tabitha. Mick finally got to the hall where all the commotion was going on and stopped for a moment to calculate the attack. He slowly walked up the hallway with a military Recon style approach. Deathly silent, one step in line with the next. The shotgun was brought up to face level of the boss, and Mick spoke. His voice was deep like barry whites when he spoke, "Alright now, just step away from the door, and quit making all the noise."
The boss of the gang started to open his mouth and...click Bam is all that is heard through the thick door into the other room. Mick was standing there with his shotgun facing where the boss's head used to be. The others in the gang looked at mick and one even pissed himself. He smiled with a big white smile against his skin, "Your going to leave here, and not come back. Leave whoever it alone. We have bigger shit to deal with." He also pointed the gun at the large duffel bag of supplies for the to drop it. "Drop the bag and git. YYY Yes, is all that was said as the gang headed out the way they came. They weren't about to have the same fate as the boss.
Mick Dozer knocked on the door and spoke with that thunderous voice, "The gang is gone, I have supplies if you all need need any. I mean you no harm." He bent down and started going through the bag. There was anything that a person needed for at least two weeks in the bag. M.R.E's, ammo, smokes, other canned goods. "I am going to leave half of the stuff here and head in the direction of the other stores that are in the mall. Come find me if you all need, or want some help."