How is the Rio mesh fixed to the different parts of the cell?
When do we get out red cross packs?

What other furniture do we have?
None

where do we go... :(
A bucket

What can we see from the windows not bricked up?
A few polish soldiers and horses. It appears you are in a small village, probably in the old school.

What is their routine?
Once a day you are fed by three guards. Two remain outside in the hall armed with AK's while the thrird (unarmed) delivers your slop and changes your bucket.

guard changes?
No idea

meal times?
Varies, seems to depend on the guards whim.

guard meal times?
See guard changes

Laundry runs?
You are a comedian, aren't you Dave

garbage collection?
See routine

When is our exercise as per geniva convention?
See Laundry runs.

what can we see of the layout?
A room with a door and a bricked up window

The bar on the door, does it slide or drop?
Drop

does the door open in or out?
In
What was this building used before a prison?

And how are we treated in general?
Ignored most of the time

How is the Rio mesh fixed to the different parts of the cell?
Imbedded in the brickwork of the window. For the door, bolted

When do we get out red cross packs?
The red cross sold them on the black market last year.

What type of bolt used?
How they are used?
The windows are bricked up, is this the usuall assault pioneer slap up?
What quallity are the hinges?

After been captured & remove around between prisons regular & the diferent areas come under different occupation Alfred finally finds himself in the hands of a polish company? Looking around the room he notices that he isn't the only one present in the tight confines of the cell.

Alfred takes a few day trying to see if the guards follow any set routine as they good about feeding the POWs. Alfred observes that the guards don't have a set routine in time but they always have a three person team deliver the food & pick up the dishes after everybody is finished. Alfred checks to see if the guard bringing the food into the cell also carries the key to the cell.

During idle hours Alfred talks to the others inside the cell describing all the different aspects of his previous unclassified missions & what has generally been going on in his sector of the war.

After several hours of fruitless labour, Dave decides that it is impossible to weaken the door by removing the bolts that hold the mesh in place without tools.

Dave then spends the rest of the day examining the hinges. Again no chance there.

The following day he tries the bricked up window and all he gets for his trouble is a few broken nails.

Finally, he decides that the only way out is through the guards.

Alfred notices that the guard with the key always stays outside in the hall. He does notice however, that the two armed guards are rather lax in their attitude, often chating with each other and smoking. Allowing their weapons to hang by their slings.

Perhaps it's because they ARE lazy, or maybe they are confident in the prisoners lack of ability to excape past them AND any other guards in the area?

90% of door hinges can be easily tampered with with little effort.
Your not going to tell me that the an army somewhere actually got hold of someone who knew what they were doing, with out whipping the initiative out of them.

It quickly becomes obvious that the young woman in the worn-looking generic uniform doesn’t speak more than one or two words of English.

For the first couple of days of her stay, she was withdrawn and spent most of her time curled up in a corner. After that, she’s seemingly shaken off her lethargy and has been making half-hearted attempts at exercise.

Via Dave, she’ll communicate that she’s lieutenant Camilla Ashton; a civilian who joined the Danish army (and then special forces) after the world went to hell.
[Private to Dave: She’s from the Froemandskorps. Even if her military education seems to have been somewhat rushed.]

The Staff Sergeant is slowly working out every aspect of his surounding, though as thick as two short planks, is trying to think of a fool proof plan (lets start by removing the fools) of escape, and is willing to hear any sane ideas.

what is the roof made of? (awaiting the obvious answer and laugh)

The rio wire is on the inside of the door?

What can we hear? cars, trucks, over zelous boot licking NCO's who think they run the army?

What can we smell, apart from us?, fresh air, smoke, chemicals, petrol.
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Mark, a 2nd Lt. in the USAF, is watching intently out the small gap in the window. He seems to be watching for something.  It almost seems as if he is waiting for something.
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[Private to Dave: What do you think about bowl throwing & then rushes the guards with the guns? It Craig by the way, Andrew's friend]


Lt Colonel Alfred Nelson examines the bowl to see if it would be hard enough to cause injury if thrown. Alfred also listens to any conversations that he can understand that may give a clue to troop deployment or there exactly they maybe be currently located.

The ceiling is concrete and the reo is on the other side of the door. Over a few days of listening and observing what little can be seen through the small window, a few things can be noted.
1. The Polish unit is a detachment of a larger unit.
2. The detachment has NO vehicles besides a few carts and wagons pulled by horses. The entire unit has probably been converted to cavalry.
3. The detachment is commanded by a Captain Grochawalski, or at least he's the one who seems to be most in demand by the men.
4. Each day a few more prisoners are brought in but most are placed elsewhere. Most are injured, some seriously and a few die each day - the bodies are carried past your cell window to be burnt. You think the cremation pyre is a few hundred metres away - probably just outside the edge of the small town you are in.
5. The only language used other than by prisoners, is Polish. The soldiers seem to be reasonably well fed (better than you anyway) and their morale is high. This unit does not appear to have been involved directly in the attacks that wiped out 5th Div.
6. Each prisoner gets a pottery bowl for their stew. It would shatter easily if struck with the peices unlikely to be useful (think the everyday bowl in your kitchen cupboard).

The guards don't seem to be very interested in taking much care of the prisoners, but they aren't going out of their way to make life hard either (no torture, etc.). It seems as though the Commander doesn't really know what to do with you and the others.

OK what is the plan?

All my ideas have been shot down, Andrew doesn't like people to think.
Craig you plan is the most sound at the moment.

Im probably the only NCO in this group so it is up to the command (we're doomed).

After going through the various ideas Alfred talks to Dave "I think our best bet is for us two to rush the guards in the corridor whilst the others start to pound the living daylights out of the other one"

"If anyone else has a better idea I suggest that we put this plan in action tomorrow"

why not I don't have anything else in the dairy.
[Private to Alfred Nelson: I'll just pencil it in  0700 - Wake up.  0730 - Morning routine  0900 - Over power guards  0915 - Run like buggary  Take no calls for rest of day]

Adressed to Dave (in Danish): ”Well, I’d prefer to get out of here before out hosts get ideas. Any of you fellows feeling particularly butch?”

In Danish I will inform Lt. Ashton of the plan fromulated by Lt. Colonel Nelson, Lt. Colonel Nelson and Staff Sergeant Guido attack the guards with the rifle as we have unarmed combat to a reasonable level, and Lt. Ashton and any other character that magically appears to attack the unarmed guard

So the plan was set, now all that needed to be done was to wait until it could be implemented. With everybody knowing their parts everybody waited nervously, just waiting until the key turned in the lock & the door opened so the Staff Sergeant & the Lt. Colonel could launch there rapid assault on the armed guards whilst the Lt. took care of the unarmed guard bringing the food to the prisons.

If anymore prisons were brought to the cell before then they would convey there plans to them also so they could help out where needed.

There are now four of you in the small room. Cam, Dave, Alfred and this weird Scotish fellow who "claims" to be a member of the British Parliment. There had been another, a pilot, who was taken from the cell while you slept overnight.
The plan is set, and the waiting begins.

Around mid morning the sound of keys rattling is heard outside in the hall. Several sets of boots thump on the hall floor. The bar is drawn back, a key inserted in the lock and the now familiar sound of a rusty lock opening.

With the usual lack of caution, the first guard steps inside the cell holding a fresh bucket in one hand and pot of stew in the other. Through the door the other two guards lean against the hall wall opposite relaxing. Both hall guards have their AK's hanging from slings, the cell guard is unarmed.

What do you try to do? (Dave gets to go first due to his extremely high initiative. Read the rules thread and roll if required.)

Guido launches himself at the left armed guard, in the vain hope that Nelson is doing the same and that of the remaining two are kicking biting gouging and if need be fighting dirty to overcome the unarmed guard

The guards are caught totally by suprise as Guido launches himself through the open door and headfirst into the left guard's groin. The poor Polish soldier is bent nearly double as his spine is crushed against the wall behind him.
Both the guard and Guido fall to the floor, guido on top.

Guido sits up and swings at the guard under him missing completely.
Then he takes another swing. The blow connects forcefully in the guards groin again. The guard lets out a cry of agony and then slips into blissful unconsciousness.

The Scotsman rises and whispers to the others when they're getting into action.

"'ey, lads... 'n lassies, I'll follow your lead"

He listens to whatever communication he can hear from the Polacks.

Alfred tackles the other guard smashing his left leg, Alfred then attempts to kick him in the head and misses, Guido then swings wildly striking his left leg again sending the guard to a much deserved rest.
Two down one to go.

Cináed grapples the soldier coming with food from behind, when he tries to understand what is happening. Cináed puts his hand over the soldiers mouth and whispers in his ear in a voice so that he knows that it's for real.

"Cicho! Nawet nie próbuj!"

[Private to GM: Quiet! Don't even try!]

"Porozmawiajmy!"

[Private to GM: Let's talk!]