#r6s outbreak

[burnsoregonphotoblog]

1965. Spray helicopters. Burns Douglas-fir tussock moth control project. Oregon.

Credit: USDA Forest Service, Region 6, State and Private Forestry, Forest Health Protection. Collection: Region 6, Forest Health Protection historical files located at the Mt. Hood National Forest in Sandy, Oregon.

Image provided by USDA Forest Service, Pacific Northwest Region, State and Private Forestry, Forest Health Protection: www.fs.usda.gov/main/r6/forest-grasslandhealth

Note: "During the period of June 10 to July 1 , 1965, a total of 65,945 acres were sprayed with DDT for control of early-instar larvae (Perkins and Dolph 1967). Application was by helicopter and at the rate of 0. 75 pound DDT in 1 gallon of fuel oil formulation per acre. Because of public concern at this time about side effects of DDT in the environment, impact of the spray on other resources, including fish, water, soil, forage, and cattle, was evaluated by scientists working independently of the project (Crouch and Perkins 1968, Tarrant et al. 1972). In addition, a small test was made of two other candidate insecticides, Dursban, an organic phosphate, and Zectran, a carbamate." From: Wickman, B.E.; R.R. Mason; and C.G. Thompson. 1973. Major Outbreaks of the Douglas-fir Tussock Moth in Oregon and California. GTR-PNW-5. USDA Forest Service, Pacific Northwest Forest and Range Experiment Station. 18 p. www.fs.fed.us/pnw/pubs/pnw_gtr005.pdf

[simonxriley]

Hi, hi! Got some asks from the ask game for ya!

🧚 🍌 📚 and 🖊️ !

Thank you! 💜

🧚‍♀️ favorite characters of all time

oof this is tough 😅. I'll name my top 5.

Simon "Ghost" Riley (the OG, not the reboot)

Kyojuro Rengoku (demon slayer)

Chloe Frazer (uncharted series)

Alexsandr "Tachanka" Senaviev (r6s)

Chiaotsu (dragon ball z)

🍌 what is one talent you wish you had

Drawing. There are so many good artists on here that I wish i had the same amount of talent as they do.

📚 how do you come up with the fics you write

It usually starts off as a little thought in my head that grows into a lot more. Mostly it's about certain events that happen in whatever I'm writing for, like Shepherd's betrayal or the outbreak from r6s.

🖊️ what character do you not enjoy writing for

Fuze and sometimes Roach. Characters that don't have a lot to go off of regarding a personality is kind of hard to write. Yeah they gave more info on Fuze, but he's still a little complicated to write for. When it comes to Roach i'm just pulling his personality out of the air 😂.

[piotrtymcio]

Mamry

Canon EOS R6, RF 24-240mm F4-6.3 IS USM

f/16, 24mm, 1/10s, ISO 100

28/02/2022

[ENG] This is Lake Mamry. Many people come to the public beach in Węgorzewo every day to watch the sunset. Since the outbreak of the pandemic, I started going there more often than it's logical. Not necessarily for the sunset, although it does happen. Lately, even by walking straight from home and back. It's one of those places that has been photographed by everyone from every possible angle, yet there are still new enthusiasts.

[PL] Oto jezioro mamry. Mnóstwo osób przybywa na plażę miejską w Węgorzewie każdego dnia by zrobić zachód słońca. Od wybuchu pandemii sam zacząłem jeździć tam częściej niż to logiczne. Nie koniecznie na zachód słońca choć i tak się zdarza. Ostatnio nawet spacerem prosto z domu i z powrotem. To jedno z takich miejsc które było obfotografowane przez wszystkich pod każdym możliwym kątem a jednak wciąż znajdują się nowi chętni.

[chadillacboseman]

Chadilla, it’s been forever since I’ve stalked your page (I had so much happen the past year) and I completely forgot I was the one who begged on my hands and knees for you to write for Thermite in R6; extraction and I wanted to tell you about my OC!

So basically, she’s a scientist working at the Orpheus Research Center in Alaska (do you know the map I’m talking about?) and she’s a shorty (4’ 10 which is a foot shorter than me! Most of my oc’s are roughly as tall as me bc I’m proud to be a tall buff woman). Her name is Desdemona (from “Othello” if you’ve ever read it) and she has brown hair and green eyes. She’s smol enough to be able to get into small places, and has little knowledge of guns (certified with a pistol only).

Here’s my little description; Desdemona (Des, De, Mona or Momo for short) is a quantum physics scientist working in Alaska, at the research center, Orpheus. She works in a different section than the other scientists working there (the ones researching about the chimera parasite recently popping back up in New York). Was working on a project with some colleagues, when there was a shake and an announcement “all personnel need to evacuate the building”. Des is confused but follows orders before the archeans start attacking her colleagues. Chaos ensues but instead of running to leave the building, Des hides. She doesn’t know how long she hides for, but she doesn’t care, as long as she doesn’t get caught and wait for backup. Lion, Sledge and Hibana are called to a mission, not really expecting to see anyone since all personnel were either extracted or didn’t make it. During an incursion when they reach the final sub-zone they’re assigned to, they find Desdemona calling out for help as some archeans (tormentors) were surrounding her hiding spot.

She gains claustrophobia when she was forced into hiding and getting cornered by the Tormentors and then gets a job working with React (bc her mom is Dr. Macintosh - from the original Outbreak event - and Ash recognizes the last name, which they want Des to help them understand the parasite ~~because I’m kinda basing the quantum physics thing from marvel~~)

I don’t want this to get too long incase this doesn’t seem interesting to you but I know you like (I think) learning about other people’s OC. If I feel confident enough, I’ll turn off asking anonymously but dw, everything’s been written out in my designated google docs so if anyone tries to take her (which honestly, I highly doubt) they can go deep throat a cactus. Oki bbg, have a goodnight!

COME OFF ANON SO WE CAN BE FRIENDS I LOVE HER

[vampsquerade]

y’all remember that clip of jäger they made when the outbreak event was coming up? the one where he was just surrounded by infected?

what’s that? you don’t?

have a refresher.

[dollarstorejager]

Day 18 of siegetober

"No! Stay back! Please don't make me shoot you! We are friends!"

"his nightmares are getting worse.."

(edit: I wasn't entirely happy with how the first one was so here are the two edits)

[nfg-miimochii]

A kind of like "what if" scenario. Follow my ask acc on Instagram if you want to see the full posts @/ask.smol.jager_vigil

[lacklustergalaxies]

Whumptober 2019 Day 16: Pinned down

So, uh, kinda went a little overboard with today’s prompt. Sat down with the Outbreak soundtrack in my ear and wrote this in one shot. Yay :) So, set in the outbreak world (when’s quarantine coming out anyways?) here’s a wounded Jäger for day 16 of @whumptober2019. (~1000 words, continued after the cut)

Warnings: Thoughts of suicide, being hunted, zombie virus?, isolation, wounds, pinned down.

When Jäger crashed landed in the middle of the Truth and Consequences, he didn’t expect to survive the impact. But it was just his luck that he was alive with a couple wounds that formed a blood trail that could lead those… things to him as he tried to run away from any sort of danger. What a lucky bastard he was… Death might’ve actually been better in this scenario.

He was alive though, and that meant that he couldn’t die now. His teammates were looking for him, and even though it wasn’t much, he technically had a full mag on his pistol ready to go. He trained for headshots in practice, this was just an extension. So, if he could just rely on his training and run away, get out in time with just these wounds, he could make it.

There was a clicking sound to his right that then faded into a murmuring… like a human. Fortunately, Jäger knew better. Doc made sure to give them all a thorough run-down of these creatures, and that meant how to avoid the threat. If he could just stay quiet, not draw any attention to himself, he could maybe find and meet his teammates halfway and shorten up his tense wait.

Being the lucky bastard he was… of course he stepped on some broken pieces of glass than crunched beneath his feet. The murmuring stopped, and the clicking came back. That was bad. He readjusted his grip on his gun, ready for a fight. Now, in this alley, there was only one entrance, so he just had to train his sights on that one spot… there was a quiet rumbling, and he steadied himself.

The screeching popped up behind him and he fell on his back, shooting at the rooter’s body, though he only managed to hit it once before it disappeared back into the earth again with an echoing screech. Again, and again, they formed a pattern. He would run in one direction, trying to get to his teammates, the rooter would pop up in front of him, and then he would unload some bullets, most harmlessly pinging off the black scarred tissue that seemed to act as armour, and it would disappear again. It seemed to back off on attacking him though, which was good. That was good.

After what must’ve been the fifth time it scared him he was ready to give up, ready to allow the claws to pierce his skin. He was near the end of his stamina, and that thing seemed to just be playing with its prey.

“Aasgeier,” he spat out. This was his last mag, and after that… who knew what would happen?

He leaned on a vehicle and looked at the remains of his helicopter. How much farther was his team?

And then he saw it… He had moved, what, maybe a hundred meters down that road, being chased by the monster thing all the way? But his tracker said that he hadn’t moved at all… which meant that he was going to be lost and in enemy territory because his stupid GPS tracker was broken…

The screeching started again, and he had to make a choice. Keep going or go back and maybe hope that his team would reach him before anything else.

And he had to go back.

He took a step forward and felt the ground tremble just the slightest. Humans were conditioned to find patters, so he could to, he reasoned. The panic that rose tasted more like vomit, and at that point, it could’ve been either.

The sound seemed to surround him on all sides as he ran for his helicopter. He just hoped, that he could make it in time and—

“Scheiße!” he took a step back and fired a few more shots, counting each one. These were his last ones.

Five.

Four. Three.

Two.

The monster popped up behind him and he fired again.

One.

This thing… either he was missing more shots than he was accustomed to, or there was more than one, or… or…

There was one left. And if an entire mag wasn’t enough to get him to safety, one could guarantee that he wouldn’t change into one of those at least.

But like it could read his mind, it leapt on him as he brought the gun up to his jaw and tried to pull the trigger. Instead of ending it painlessly, Jäger could only reach out for his gun as it clattered away from him.

All at once, the air was driven out of his lungs and a fire ripped down his leg and then through the rest of his body.

Fire… It surrounded him, but he didn’t think it would feel like this for him. As he reached one arm for a flare, one of the hooks stabbed his sleeve, pinning that arm to the ground. His knife. He shot his other arm to it, and just managed to pull it out and grace the skin around the things face – if you could still say it had a face – before it too, got pinned down to the ground. Now, he was face to face with this thing as it bared its teeth and screeched in his face.

Although he was always trained to keep his cool, to keep calm and think of a way out, the only thing that clearly stood out to him was his heart beat, and how it was going so fast, he couldn’t even feel the pauses in between. And as it went up, his breath matched it, breathing out whatever life he was holding onto. The last thing he saw was teeth.

Before the gunshots rang down the street and embedded themselves into the thing’s side, drawing it’s attention away from the now wounded Jäger. There were a few more shouts and bullets before he felt hands putting pressure on the new wound on his leg.

“Oh no you don’t.” A rough British accent growled. “You still owe me twenty quid.”

He opened his eyes to see smoke’s mask as the SAS op was patching him up. “Here’s my pistol, we’re not gonna be out yet. Some bastards followed us to you, and evac isn’t here yet—He’s stabilized,” he yelled out to his teammates. As Jäger felt his head go numb from the sudden change in his emotions, he saw two other run up towards him. But he was as safe as he could be in that moment. Just needed to hold on for a little longer…

[novahedron]

Finally found the time to get this done 

(No cool caption, sorry lads)

[whiskeytangofangirl]

Rainbow Six Siege Quarantine

I know some people didn't like Outbreak, but I had a great time! So I'm soooo excited! And look! At least some of our ops will be in it! Who do you suppose has been infected? Is it Jager? https://youtu.be/qh6-UB7SAtM

[burnsoregonphotoblog]

1965. Evergreen spray helicopter taking off. Burns Douglas-fir tussock moth control project. Oregon.

Credit: USDA Forest Service, Region 6, State and Private Forestry, Forest Health Protection. Collection: Region 6, Forest Health Protection historical files located at the Mt. Hood National Forest in Sandy, Oregon.

Image provided by USDA Forest Service, Pacific Northwest Region, State and Private Forestry, Forest Health Protection: www.fs.usda.gov/main/r6/forest-grasslandhealth

Note: "During the period of June 10 to July 1 , 1965, a total of 65,945 acres were sprayed with DDT for control of early-instar larvae (Perkins and Dolph 1967). Application was by helicopter and at the rate of 0. 75 pound DDT in 1 gallon of fuel oil formulation per acre. Because of public concern at this time about side effects of DDT in the environment, impact of the spray on other resources, including fish, water, soil, forage, and cattle, was evaluated by scientists working independently of the project (Crouch and Perkins 1968, Tarrant et al. 1972). In addition, a small test was made of two other candidate insecticides, Dursban, an organic phosphate, and Zectran, a carbamate." From: Wickman, B.E.; R.R. Mason; and C.G. Thompson. 1973. Major Outbreaks of the Douglas-fir Tussock Moth in Oregon and California. GTR-PNW-5. USDA Forest Service, Pacific Northwest Forest and Range Experiment Station. 18 p. www.fs.fed.us/pnw/pubs/pnw_gtr005.pdf

See also: Crouch, G. L., and R, F. Perkins. 1968, Surveillance report, 1965 Burns Project, Douglas-fir tussock moth control. Malheur and Ochoco National Forests. USDA Forest Service. Pacific Northwest Region, Insect and Disease Control Branch, Division of Timber Manage. 20 p.

[simonxriley]

i know it's been years but i'm still mad i missed out on the outbreak mode in r6s 😭

[rainbowsixconfessions]

“I wish outbreak wasn’t a one time thing. I understand why it is, but it’s still disappointing.”

[dollarstorejager]

“I want to know Doc”

“six I dont think-”

“he was my operator, I want to know”

*sigh*

“Judging from the wounds he lived the crash but… major nerves and arteries were hit, he bled for a long time. It was probably excruciating. He died alone, terrified and in horrible pain..”

Ill see myself out….

The first one was just a quick doodle late last night in my kinda new style ive taken up with a brush on my program. Second one, I decided to try it out in my kinda old style-ish. Much more details and deeper colors.

[nfg-miimochii]

My first ever digital piece done on my phone. ❤❤

I honestly love this concept and wish there was more art of it.

[ladysartblog]

please, someone, save my boy jäger, he deserves better, especially since its his birthday

give him his acog back at least, after putting him through this

he didnt even get a uniform from the outbreak packs

come on, give him something for the trouble u put him through, ubi pls