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Maj. Alexei Borodin

Alexei Borodin; Major; Seventh Combat Medics

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by IV_Constuct

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Borodin, Alexei Ivan
Major
State Security Force
Prypiat, Ukraine

Height: 6'9"
Weight: 226lb.
Hair: Black; SSF Issue Crew Cut (Obtained: 2\6\82)
Eye: [CONDITION: Heterochromatia (Radiation-induced)] Left Eye Orange; Right Eye Blue
Build: Light Build, Very Lithe; Bench. 190
Distinguishing Marks: Dragon Tattoo (Right Side, R-ARMPIT TO R-HIP)

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Push-Ups: 190
Sit-Ups: 270
Pull-Ups: 112
Jumping-Jacks: 224

Personality

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Equipment

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Borodin, Alexei Ivan
Major
State Security Force
Prypiat, Ukraine

Weapon Issuance:

1x AKM-74/2U 5.45x39mm Rifle w/ Modified SUSAT Scope System and Lightweight Component Modification
360x 5.45x39mm BP Cartridges

1x SIP-t M200 .45 ACP Handgun
84x .45 ACP Hydroshock Cartridges

1x RP-74 7.62x54mm PP LMG w/ Vehnizhy Modification (No Stock, Nail-Down Bi-pod, Recoil Dampener)
200x 7.65x54mm PP Cartridges

3x RGD-5 Personal Explosive Device

2x Modified CCCP-issue Combat Blade


Armor Issuance:

1x Beril-5M Armored Suit

1x SEVA-classification Anti-Radiation Suit

1x PETAL-type Respirator

History

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Maj. Alexei Borodin's Story

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A weary body amongst the life of the bar. Emerging fromthe street, the man trampled over patrons' feet, stumbled past tables and tripped over his own feet. Thought to be drunk, the onlookers were proven wrong as pools of crimson liquid formed in his footsteps. Agonizing pain coursed through his veins. Drops of red fell from a hole in his gut. Silent except for heavy breathing, the uniformed man gave way to his edgy pain, collapsing to his knees in a corner of the establishment. He Managed to tun, sitting back on the hard flooring. Struggling to reach a medical pouch on his hip, he slipped a needle from the casing and forcefully jabbed his wrist with it. Muscles tensed and relaxed as the adrenal glands responded to the hypertension solute which so-easily dissolved into the blood. A quiet cry emanated from his throat and he threw his head back in pain. A strained voice called for assistance.

"Someone, help me..."

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"You even think of killing me and I'll rip you to fucking shreds, piece of shit."

The soldier's breathing was staggered, but did not stutter. He lifted himself to his feet slowly, grasping the 7.62mm sized hole in his gut. Blood dripped steadily from the wound, although the bullet had been removed already. He undid the restricting materiel holding another needle, poking into the same wrist. The wounded man sighed and removed his respirator, which left a pretty, rounded-triangle bruise encompassing his mouth. Next, the helmet was freed, and both that and the respirator found refuge on the counter next to him. The soldier retrieved a SIP-t M200 from his belt and cocked it, but left it at his side.

"You're security here. I don't want trouble. Name's Alexei. Major Alexei Borodin of the Ukraine State Security Force."

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"I don't know. I woke up in the back of a flipped over truck, down the road. I wasn't the only own. White-coated scientists, children, even animals. I can show you, if you like."

He winced as the medic examined his injury, only to find no bullet. Before the armored man could ask, Borodin answered.

"I tore it out with my bare hand, it burnt me.. It was smoking... Phosphorous round, I'm guessing."

Poking around in his own trauma kit, he pulled free a cotton 'plug' and some bloody, dirty gauze. Stuffing the used, bloody plug into his injury, he unzipped his armored suit and wrapped the sick, dirty bandaging around his bare, battered, scar-covered chest.

"I don't know anything. AllI know is what this PDA told me. I'm a member of the Seventh Combat Medics, a part of some USSF. I was on a mission to contact some scientist, an..- I don't fucking know. All I know is that he had information on some weapon tech called the 'Brain Scorcher'."

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"I believe so. Let's-"

He was cut off by a burst of coughing, blood dripped from his nose.

"Fine, let's go."

Alexei limped toward the door. It was painless, either the morphine or the diazepam had numbed him to the point he couldn't feel it. His respirator had somehow slipped back onto his face, his helmet clipped to his belt.

"There was a boy there, another soldier. I know him, he's a man I knew before I woke up. Young, but a good one."

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A voice cried out sharply form the deeper woods, along a dirt road.

"Dmitry, Dmitry is that you?"

Borodin called out to the voice, but nobody answered. His eyes spouted tears, his jaw tensed. He called out again and again.

"The truck is this way, let's not dawdle!"

Borodin led the group of soldiers back into the deeper forest, only to come upon the overturned truck once more. Bodies of young children, no older than six or seven, were strewn across the ground as if trash. Mutilated corpses of women, animals, and soldiers dressed just as Borodin were packed together as well. There, on the ground, lay a fresh body. Blood pooled beneath him. Borodin rushed over to the dying boy in a black t-shirt and camouflage cargo jeans.

"Dmitry, Corporal! Wake up! Wake, damnit!"

He straddled the Corporal's chest and tossed his respirator to the ground. His ear hovered over the boy's mouth, no breath. Borodin placed his hands on the soldier's chest and pushed five times. Coupling his mouth with the Corporal, he breathed in fresher air than the staleness in Dmitry's lungs. Ear over the mouth again, nothing. He repeated the process as the more heavily-armored me assessed the truck.

"Wake up.. Wake up, Dmitry..."

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Borodin nodded and took the needle slowly. He grasped it in his teeth and continued the process. His thrusts turned into vicious punches to the chest. The body shuddered underneath him, air was heard being forced in and out of the lungs. He took the needle in his hand, removing the plastic cap over the tip.

"Wake up, that's an order!..-"

He jammed the needle forcefully into Dmitry's forearm, jamming the plunger downward. The Corporal's body twitched, but otherwise stayed limp. The agony-induced punches returned, thudding periodically against his chest. Finally, on a breath stage, Dmitry's eyes shot open and he choked on Borodin's mouth.

"What the fuck, Alexei! You're a Major for fuck's sake!"

"Dmitry, you're alive! You were dead, here! I brought you back, this man helped!.."

Dmitry peered through blurred vision, seeing the bleary-eyed Borodin and a figure in armor that made him jump.

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Borodin handed Dmitry his AKM-74/2U and brandished his SIP-t M200. The pair took combat positions around the truck, firing at seemingly nothing. Than, the bodies began falling form the trees.

"Attack pattern Omega-Delta-four-four-six!"

Borodin dove from the cab of the truck, rolling as he landed on the cold, hard ground. The militants continued coming, endlessly. Dmitry saw out of the corner of his eye, two militants sneaking up behind the Medic.

"Mother-, Medic!"

Dmitry took off toward the man, grabbing him by a strap on his armor and pulling him backwards, firing at the two insurrectionists.

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Borodin and Dmitry met, standing on the top of the truck cab. Back to back, the men emptied clip after clip of ammunition into the forest, cutting down the nearly-unarmored men. Borodin dropped his pistol, devoid of any ammunition. Without so much as a glance, Dmitry unclipped the RP-74 from Borodin's back and handed it to him. The heavy machine gun bounced in his hands as 7.62mm rounds cut down soldier after soldier. another militant approached Borodin, grabbing his ankle and pulling.

"Dmitry, help me!"

The young man complied instantly, dropping to his knees and falling on top of the assaulting party purposefully. He grabbed the man's arm and rolled it back and up, over his head. He brought the arm down on his own shoulder, the elbow locking, and subsequently breaking, over Dmitry's shoulder. The attempted killer hadn't even the time to cry out when Dmitry tuned and implanted the man's own nine-inch combat knife in his skull vertically. the handle of the blade stuck out from under his jaw, the man fell lifelessly to the ground.

"Check fire, check fire! That's it, no more!"

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Dmitry and Borodin held their combat stances for a few more moments before dropping their weapons to relaxed stance and leaping from the truck and following the apparent Commanding Officer with bewildered looks.

"Sir..?"

The men asked in unison.