(OOC: I'll leave the leadup to this point to the two of you. You seem to be doing well enough without me arbitarily assigning a history to you. Perhaps you are in the area trying to link up with the US division that is rumoured to be in the area?)

You have stopped for a brief rest on your travels through Poland near the town of Lask when you hear the sounds of gunfire nearby. This is not an unusual occurence especially during the last few days - you've managed to get yourselves into an active warzone. The main reason this is more important to you is the fact that there are bullets whipping over your heads and the sound of a light vehicle approaching from the neighbouring wheatfield.

Apparently you aren't the target of the shots, but rather just on the receiving end of those that have missed their intended targets.
This message was last updated by the GM at 05:07, Fri 09 Apr 2004.

Hiding beneath whatever cover is avaliable (I guess we're in fields? So long crops? Oooh and then that would mean food?) He looks over at his new comrade, Dimitar Nikolov.

They both spoke a bit of english, and he'd managed to pickup some of Dimitars Bulgarian. But not much.

Still there was no need to talk now. They both knew the danger.

Looking out, as hidden as possible, Sergio attempts to see what and who is fighting, their numbers and positions.