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Ch. 2: Nowy Huta to the Wisloka River.

Posted by Cap'n RaeFor group archive 0
Clarence Milk
player, 36 posts
American
Infantryman
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 16:06
  • msg #13

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Clarence sits not far from the pow-wow on the bow of the tug, listening in to what he can understand of the conversation between the two Poles. It's rude to eavesdrop, he knows, but he hasn't survived this long by trusting total strangers. The last time Milk spoke to Dawid, the man was digging a grave for the prisoner he'd just shot in the head. The woman (Griet was it?) seemed friendly enough- at least compared to her ORMO buddy- but it seemed too much of a coincidence that she should show up now. How was she going to single handedly assure that the tug completed its Rada appointed mission to the ORMO's satisfaction? Something about the situation seemed... fishy.

He peered out southward over the river. He couldn't see much forward because of the barge. Hopefully, the lookouts on the bridge roof were keeping an eye out for obstacles ahead. The barge was something else Clarence felt uneasy about. It was too big, too unwieldly, too much of a burden. It slowed down the tug and made it more difficult to manouver. It also hindered the Vasilek's ability to fire low over the fore quarter. But, the barge was the crew's meal ticket, and besides, Clarence thought, every mariner needed his albatross.

They needed to get more firepower forward, Clarence reasoned. It was time to take the innitiative.

"Yo, Dawid. Sorry to interrupt man, but I think that PK of yours would do us more good higher up. Maybe up on the forward bridge railing there. At least that way it can fire over the barge. With that big-ass thing in the way, your MG's not goin' to be able to hit anything small or low to the water out front."

Clarence tries unsuccesfully to stifle a yawn.

"And, everyone needs to get some sleep. We should start taking shifts so folks can take at least a cat-nap."
This message was last edited by the player at 20:15, Mon 09 July 2007.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 113 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 20:31
  • msg #14

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Griet Niewiadomska:
"There is no going home."  Was she telling Dawid about her own home or warning him against continuing his trek?  "Krakow is as good a place as any, better than most.  It is safe enough, and the ORMO gives me food, a bunk, a job that isn't stooping to cut rye or carry slops to a pig.  It's good, and helps our people.  Ha, we even give work to the invaders who would starve without us.  It is a proud thing to be in the ORMO, Dawid.  Be proud of being a Pole."


He slouched over the rail, thinking about what she'd said.  "Well, let us say I trust Captain Bayer as a leader, even though as a Pole I have little love for the rest of his people.  After all, we're perhaps only 50 kilometres downriver from Oświęcim... what the Hitlerites called "Auschwitz"."

"I am proud to be a Pole and I love Poland!  It hurts me what's been done to our country.  The North Atlantic Pact soldiers say they came to liberate us, but," he gestured at the destroyed city around them, "please, let us not ask the good people of Nowy Huta if they feel "liberated" in their graves.  Those that have graves, that is."

Sipping some more from his mug, he continued, "true, it may not matter to most people if someone is a deserter, but I believe it still matters to the Polish army and the provisional government.  They don't control most of the country, but one way or another I may be passing through their zone of control so that's something to watch out for.  Either the government tries to regain control of the country and the hammer (and sickle) falls on Krakow, or there will be complete chaos and anarchy all throughout Poland again, dragging what remains of civilisation down and Krakow with it."

Taking a last drag off his cigarette, he crushed it out against the railing and then placed the butt in his blouse shirt pocket with the others.

"Whatever happens, I belong with my family's land, and if I die protecting it, then I will die free on Polish soil."


OOC:  As has been pointed out on a different T2K list, what we call the "Warsaw Pact" was known to those in it as the "Warsaw Treaty Organisation"; in return they referred to NATO as the "North Atlantic Pact", as turnabout is fair play!
This message was last edited by the player at 20:46, Mon 09 July 2007.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 114 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 20:44
  • msg #15

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Clarence Milk:
"Yo, Dawid. Sorry to interrupt man, but I think that PK of yours would do us more good higher up. Maybe up on the forward bridge railing there. At least that way it can fire over the barge. With that big-ass thing in the way, your MG's not goin' to be able to hit anything small or low to the water out front."

Clarence tries unsuccesfully to stifle a yawn.

"And, everyone needs to get some sleep. We should start taking shifts so folks can take at least a cat-nap."


He offered Clarence a cigarette.

"That is a good idea.  A pintle mount on the main deck firing over the barbette would be my choice because that would mean it's protected and high enough to fire over the barge.  Also, I am a good machine-gunner and if the Vasilek is not an appropriate weapon, then I will be otherwise sitting idle."

"But failing that, I will carry out your suggestion.  I will also ask our NCOIC, Tuck, if we may have some sort of rest schedule set up immediately."

"Griet, if the PKM GPMG is placed up there," he pointed up behind them to the sandbagged railing on the Weather deck in front of and underneath the Bridge, "then that will likely be your action station."

OOC: Sequentially speaking, this dialogue basically happens when the discussion with Griet is complete.
This message was last edited by the player at 21:35, Mon 09 July 2007.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 115 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 20:49
  • msg #16

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Robert 'Tuck' Tucker:
Robert will walk over to the Dawid and the new woman who was added to the ship yesterday while they were in Nowy Huta getting the necessary metal needed to reinforce the ship.  "Good morning Dawid, ma'am.  I'm Robert Tucker.  Everyone calls me Tuck though," he says to both.  "Nice job yesterday in the city.  I gave your piece to Cap'n Adam yesterday and told him to give it back to you when he was ready."


Offering the half-empty pack to Tuck, Dawid replied, "Good morning, Sergeant.  Thank you, I will go ask the Captain now."

"Clarence has suggested a sleep schedule.  As our chief NCO, I pass along this suggestion to you to implement as you see fit.  Personally, I am awake enough to continue on watch."

"Also, I have some a Russian-made night viewing scope, what you'd call goggles.  We may not travel on the water by night, but if we are attacked or otherwise wish to operate in darkness, they could be useful."


OOC: For reference, this dialogue could happen either before or after Clarence talks to him.  My limited understanding of the military is that while organisational matters like a nap schedule are not exactly beneath the CO's attention, seeing to the physical needs of the team and similar routine matters (like knowing capabilities) is what a senior NCO is for.
This message was last edited by the player at 21:47, Mon 09 July 2007.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 116 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 21:34
  • msg #17

Re: Forward Gun Mount

After he was done talking on the Main Deck, Dawid jogged back aft to where his PKM was sitting on its bipod beside an aluminum ammo can with a spare 100-round belt.  Picking it the GPMG by its wood carry handle in one hand and the ammo can by the canvas handle in the other, he climbed the stairs to the Upper Deck and  then forward to the balcony at the front of the Weather Deck in front of and under the Bridge.  He placed the GPMG's butt against the wooden deck, and the bipod up on the sandbags, muzzle pointing towards the cloudy sky.

Seeing both Old Adam at the wheel and Snowy's shadowed face beside him, he climbed up the stairs from the Upper Deck to the Bridge Deck and entered the wheelhouse.  He nodded a greeting to Adam, hesitated, then somewhat apprehensively addressed Snowy (unsure of his rank), "good Morning, Mr. White. I would like to thank you for fashioning the barbette, and to say the ammo hatch is a brilliant idea."

The tangled wreckage of the banks passed by them as the bridge drew closer, the only sound the rush of the water as the tug plowed downstream and the engine.


OOC: Rae: I can RP asking Adam for his sidearm, or if this seems like too time-consuming, we can assume this happens "off-screen" or in the next GM narrative post as it's likely locked in the Ammo locker.

Trevor 'Snowy' White
player, 110 posts
Australian
Customs Service
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 22:52
  • msg #18

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Dawid Waldus Piotrowski:
Seeing both Old Adam at the wheel and Snowy's shadowed face beside him, he climbed up the stairs from the Upper Deck to the Bridge Deck and entered the wheelhouse.  He nodded a greeting to Adam, hesitated, then somewhat apprehensively addressed Snowy (unsure of his rank), "good Morning, Mr. White. I would like to thank you for fashioning the barbette, and to say the ammo hatch is a brilliant idea."


Snowy looks at him blankly and lowers his binoculrs. "I don't understand. I was going to make barbettes anyway. But yeah, we had to keep the ammo low. Make sure there's a ready supply near the gun though."
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 118 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Mon 9 Jul 2007
at 23:08
  • msg #19

Bridge

Trevor 'Snowy' White:
Snowy looks at him blankly and lowers his binoculars. "I don't understand. I was going to make barbettes anyway. But yeah, we had to keep the ammo low. Make sure there's a ready supply near the gun though."


"Uh, I will," he replied, "and thanks anyways."  He sensed White was being obviously reticent, and prepared to ask Adam for his sidearm back.


OOC: if Snowy doesn't continue the conversation or otherwise blows him off, then the dialogue will naturally shift to him asking Adam about his sidearm.
This message was last edited by the player at 02:22, Tue 10 July 2007.
Rick 'Gunny' Parks
player, 66 posts
American
Marine Scout Sniper
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 02:19
  • msg #20

Above the bridge

Parks lays on his side of the make shift bunker. Looking it over he's still concerned with the angle of fire he can possible achieve but it will have to do. His SVD rests with with it's bipod extended and ready for action if it's needed. Parks isn't comfortable in his current circumstance but that isn't all that unusual. He doesn't like the fact that there is no place to slink away to if this position gets to hot. No terrain to blend into to avoid detection. Parks puts his trepidations aside for a second and turns to look at his new spotter. So Yazz, who's  taking first watch? Or are we planning on bagging it here for now while the weather holds? I can sleep just about anywhere at this point."
Parks looks to the skies as if for answers on future prospects. "Think on it a bit while I go see about some food and try to set up some Coms to this position. Yelling only goes so far and our radios won't last forever." Parks slides backward to the latterwell and scales down and enters the bridge intent on seeing about some food for Yazz and himself and asking the Adam what type on ICS the ship might have.


OOC I have no clue how the different positions are currently set up. A drawing, even a rough drawing, would help for now. Things like: Is the sniper nest covered enough to be fairly rain proof? Is the postion wide enough to allow moderate movement for 2 within? etc.
Max Fosters
player, 84 posts
Australian
Infantryman
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 03:02
  • msg #21

Re: Above the bridge

Max grabs his gear and stows it wherever he's pointed, likley near the sleeping quarters.

max will do a recon of the boat by walking a slow lap.  Not being particularly "boaty" he is fascinated by almost anything.

Standing at the front of the boat, he looks down stream, towards where they're heading.

Squinting through the mist he confirms, a broken down brige is up ahead.  Max will turn and look up towards whereever the person steering is, to see if he thinks they can see the upcoming obsticle.
Robert 'Tuck' Tucker
player, 103 posts
American
10th Mountain Division
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 04:10
  • msg #22

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Dawid Waldus Piotrowski:
Offering the half-empty pack to Tuck, Dawid replied, "Good morning, Sergeant.  Thank you, I will go ask the Captain now."

"Clarence has suggested a sleep schedule.  As our chief NCO, I pass along this suggestion to you to implement as you see fit.  Personally, I am awake enough to continue on watch."

"Also, I have some a Russian-made night viewing scope, what you'd call goggles.  We may not travel on the water by night, but if we are attacked or otherwise wish to operate in darkness, they could be useful."


Tucker takes the pack of cigarettes from Dawid and takes one for himself and lights it up, handing the pack back to him.  "Thanks.  I usually don't smoke these but, I haven't had one for awhile.  As far as a sleep and watch schedule, I'll go and speak to Bayer shortly to see what he wants to do.  Am I the highest NCO aboard?" he asks Dawid and Milks if he's still there.
This message was last edited by the GM at 20:59, Tue 10 July 2007.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 119 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 06:24
  • msg #23

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Robert 'Tuck' Tucker:
Tucker takes the pack of cigarettes from Dawid and takes one for himself and lights it up, handing the pack back to him.  "Thanks.  I usually don't smoke these but, I haven't had one for awhile.  As far as a sleep and watch schedule, I'll go and speak to Bayer shortly to see what he wants to do.  Am I the highest NCO aboard?" he asks Dawid and Milks if he's still there.


"I am unfamiliar with your ranks."  He took the pack back.  "Although no one really seems to be wearing their rank tabs anyways.  Yazzie nominated you as top NCO (NCOIC), and no one objected.  Someone has to look after the "children" for Hauptmann Bayer, might as well be you!"

Dawid's rank of Plutunowy was demarcated by 4 lines on his battle dress epaulettes; it was somewhere around a Sergeant NATO code OR-5.
This message was last edited by the player at 21:47, Tue 10 July 2007.
Joost van den Haas
player, 53 posts
South African
Ex-Legionnaire
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 07:53
  • msg #24

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Seeing no good reason to smoke his own when somebody else is giving them away, Joost accepts Dawid's offer of a cigarette and a light.  He takes long drag, watching the hulk of approaching burnt out bridge materialize thru the fog as he listens in on Dawid's conversation with the newcomer.  Joost is making a half-hearted attempt at avoiding eye contact with her.  A casual observer might mistake this activity as an expression of shyness or some other lack of social comfort, but in reality Joost is wondering how far into this voyage he will get before the ORMO trooper eventually recognizes him for who he is.

"So," Joost eventualy pipes up, indirectly addressing Griet but still looking forard over the bow, "Looks like the local civil authority has issued us a babysitter for this cruise.  Lovely.  The peacekeepers must have danced a jig when they found out they were getting a genuine Zampolit to run overwatch."

Joost chuckles to himself, stopping to reflect and admire his own appreciation of the situational irony at play when he realizes that Tucker has joined the group on the foredeck.  "How's your ass?" he crudely inquires as to the status of Tuck's wound.  Joost accepts Tuck's response and follows on with his own medical advice. "Nothing can't be fixed with a little bourbon and some duct tape, right Sergeant?"

They laugh, and it feels good to lighten up a bit.  Joost takes another drag off his cigarette and then turns to a more serious tone as he addresses Tucker.  "Look mate, I think we've covered that I'm ex-Legion.  I was a Sergent in the Second Paras, but that was pushing twenty years ago.  More recently, due to what we shall call a case of mistaken identity ..."

He hesitates, stoppping to eye the ORMO trooper, then continues, "... I spent some time with the Brygada Podhalanska, the Highland Brigade.   Polish mountain troops.  As a conscript Szeregowiec - basically a Private.  It is a rather ... sordid ... tale that mostly involves me being in the wrong pace at the right time, but the long and short of it is this."

Joost stops to punctuate the "this" in his last point by extending toward Tucker the index finger of the hand that cradles his cigarette which he then places back between his lips.

"I have played this game enough times to understand that committees don't survive first contact with the enemy, so I will abide by this, this ..." He waves his hand  around over his head, "...this chain of command.  But you - and the Hauptmann - must know that I have no interest in subordinating myself to some kind of NATO or UN expeditionary force.  I am an independent operator and intend to remain so.  I will man my post and I will cover your back.  I put my services at your disposal, but this is not my Army.  I hope we have an understanding."

Joost stops to take another hit and absorbs Tucker's reaction before continuing.  "On that note, I have fired an AGS only a handful of times in my life.  I am afraid I am not much of a machinegunner, so I first respectfully request a reassignment of billet.  Or, conversely, permission to expend some ammo getting myself re-familiarized with the weapon system."
Robert 'Tuck' Tucker
player, 104 posts
American
10th Mountain Division
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 12:58
  • msg #25

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Dawid Waldus Piotrowski:
"I am unfamiliar with your ranks."  He took the pack back.  "Although no one really seems to be wearing their rank tabs anyways.  Yazzie nominated you as top NCO (NCOIC), and no one objected.  Someone has to look after the "children" for Hauptmann Bayer, might as well be you!"

Dawid's rank of Plutunowy was demarcated by 4 kines on his battle dress epaulettes; it was somewhere around a Sergeant NATO code OR-5.
Tucker shrugs his shoulder, "Well, as long as no one objects or isn't goin' to have hard feelings, I guess I'll do it as long as Bayer's OK with it as well."

Robert looks around to make sure no one else is around and then he turns back to Dawid, speaking in a low voice.  "Between me and you about the other day, I wasn't against you tappin' the guy in the head.  I was actually thinking about it myself before you came out of nowhere, in front of a group of people whom you never met before, and shot him in the head.  You need to use a little more common sense around people you don't know, especially, not knowing the what the other people are capable of doing."
Griet Niewiadomska
player, 17 posts
Polish Navy - CPO
Krakow ORMO
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 13:44
  • msg #26

Re: Forward Gun Mount

"I am Griet Niewiadomska," she told Robert.  "Is pleased to make known you."  She turned slightly away from him to face back to Dawid.  When she spoke, it was quiet and earnest and accompanied by a hand on Dawid's upper arm.  "That is why, no matter how many times they invade us, they conquer us.  Not the Germans, not the Russians, not these Americans and Englishers.  You're a good man, Dawid.  You're a good Pole."  She gave him the briefest of smiles then let go of his arm.

Dawid's motivations were simple and could be used in the right way.

She listened as the men discussed the combat placement of everyone, following the arm gestures and tone as much as the words.  Joost had an accent she found very hard to follow, but did not fail to note him speaking of being a conscript in the army.  How that had happened would be worth finding out.

When they paused, she spoke.

"I can shoot the PKM, or the DShK," she announced.  "Was good anti-aircraft or anti-small boat weapon.  Can also shoot the AGS.  Is small and slow compared to naval gun, but this is not a Kashin yes?"
Cap'n Rae
GM, 173 posts
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 21:36
  • msg #27

Approaching the remains of a bridge...


Whether it's fatigue or a misleading sense of security born from being aboard a relatively large, heavily armed boat in the middle of a large river, the security team settles into a very relaxed disposition. To puncuate this somnambulant atmosphere, Blue dozes idly on a pillow of sandbags under the awning by the rear Dushka while Anneka, a very lightly built woman, has gone so far as to pass out on the bridge. Konrad, half-asleep on his feet, seems to notice a second too late to catch her, and stumbles over to assist the fallen Israeli medic.

Only Max, whose somewhat casual- though no less fortuitous- glance up at the bridge, has any inkling that the boat and its passengers are under any kind of threat at the moment. He sees a brief glint at the lip of the bridge, on the right hand (southern) side of the collapsed central span. The glint disappears momentarily, but as Max continues to stare at the spot, wondering if his tired eyes are playing tricks on him, he becomes fairly certain that he can make out a human form at the edge of the gap in the same spot he'd innitially spotted the glint. The tug will be passing underneath that very gap in a matter of only two minutes.

Actions?
This message was last edited by the GM at 21:58, Tue 10 July 2007.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 123 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Tue 10 Jul 2007
at 22:06
  • msg #28

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Robert 'Tuck' Tucker:
Tucker shrugs his shoulder, "Well, as long as no one objects or isn't goin' to have hard feelings, I guess I'll do it as long as Bayer's OK with it as well."

Robert looks around to make sure no one else is around and then he turns back to Dawid, speaking in a low voice.  "Between me and you about the other day, I wasn't against you tappin' the guy in the head.  I was actually thinking about it myself before you came out of nowhere, in front of a group of people whom you never met before, and shot him in the head.  You need to use a little more common sense around people you don't know, especially, not knowing the what the other people are capable of doing."


Standing a little ways away from the others, he spoke in a low voice.

"Thank you for this advice.  I know that was a foolish action under the circumstances, and I am ashamed I acted in a criminal manner."  He ducked his head, unwilling to meet the other man's eyes for a moment.

Then he looked up.  "All I knew was what must be done, and that I had to act quickly.  I was willing to exchange my life to save those of the people in the Abbey, and I had no fear.  I placed myself in God's hands and knew either He would preserve my life, or it would be forfeit.  The outcome wasn't decided by Snowy or I or Hauptmann Bayer."

Eyes burning with an intensity that was surprising considering how close to the end of his rope he must be, he said, "perhaps trading one's life to protect the innocent is not the way of the soldier.  But it was what I was willing to do."
This message was last edited by the player at 22:29, Tue 10 July 2007.
Trevor 'Snowy' White
player, 114 posts
Australian
Customs Service
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 00:40
  • msg #29

Pilothouse

Snowy, unaware of the danger, still scans the area with his binoculars as he has been doing.
Anneka Soleblume
player, 30 posts
Israeli
Medic
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 02:18
  • msg #30

Re: Pilothouse

As Konrad assists the small medic her dogtags slip from within her shirt. "Major Anneka Soleblume" it states, "US Army". Who would have thought the softly spoken woman actually outranked just about everyone?
Finally put to bed, she slept on, completely oblivious to events around her. Not even the rythmitic thumping of steam pistons below decks penetrating her extreme exhaustion...
This message was last edited by the player at 13:30, Fri 13 July 2007.
Robert 'Tuck' Tucker
player, 105 posts
American
10th Mountain Division
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 04:25
  • msg #31

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Joost van den Haas:
"So," Joost eventualy pipes up, indirectly addressing Griet but still looking forard over the bow, "Looks like the local civil authority has issued us a babysitter for this cruise.  Lovely.  The peacekeepers must have danced a jig when they found out they were getting a genuine Zampolit to run overwatch."

Joost chuckles to himself, stopping to reflect and admire his own appreciation of the situational irony at play when he realizes that Tucker has joined the group on the foredeck.  "How's your ass?" he crudely inquires as to the status of Tuck's wound.  Joost accepts Tuck's response and follows on with his own medical advice. "Nothing can't be fixed with a little bourbon and some duct tape, right Sergeant?"

They laugh, and it feels good to lighten up a bit.  Joost takes another drag off his cigarette and then turns to a more serious tone as he addresses Tucker.  "Look mate, I think we've covered that I'm ex-Legion.  I was a Sergent in the Second Paras, but that was pushing twenty years ago.  More recently, due to what we shall call a case of mistaken identity ..."

He hesitates, stoppping to eye the ORMO trooper, then continues, "... I spent some time with the Brygada Podhalanska, the Highland Brigade.   Polish mountain troops.  As a conscript Szeregowiec - basically a Private.  It is a rather ... sordid ... tale that mostly involves me being in the wrong pace at the right time, but the long and short of it is this."

Joost stops to punctuate the "this" in his last point by extending toward Tucker the index finger of the hand that cradles his cigarette which he then places back between his lips.

"I have played this game enough times to understand that committees don't survive first contact with the enemy, so I will abide by this, this ..." He waves his hand  around over his head, "...this chain of command.  But you - and the Hauptmann - must know that I have no interest in subordinating myself to some kind of NATO or UN expeditionary force.  I am an independent operator and intend to remain so.  I will man my post and I will cover your back.  I put my services at your disposal, but this is not my Army.  I hope we have an understanding."

Joost stops to take another hit and absorbs Tucker's reaction before continuing.  "On that note, I have fired an AGS only a handful of times in my life.  I am afraid I am not much of a machinegunner, so I first respectfully request a reassignment of billet.  Or, conversely, permission to expend some ammo getting myself re-familiarized with the weapon system."
Tucker laughs at Joost's comment about his injured ass, "I still got some left even after all of the ass chewings I got on the carpet coming up!"  He then gets serious when Joost goes on about his past and his current intentions of being an independant operator.  Tuck takes it all in and considers his words before replying.  "I'll try to put it simple to you Joost.  Most of us here are, or were, NATO soldiers at one time or another.  Some consider themselves still in, others are probably like you.  I'm looking for and was hired to do a job, like the rest, because now, I'm an independant operator due to this war.  I'm willing to go along with certain rules that may be brought into play and if people accept that they want me to be the NCOIC, then I don't have a problem with that either.  We do need some kind of structure to try and keep everything fairly reasonable and amicable.  I'm sure if people want to walk away from the job, then that will be their choice to do so.

As long as you're willing to do as you said about manning your post and covering our backs, I don't think there'll be too many problems and that's good enough for me.  This many people in the tight quarters we're going to have isn't going to be easy but, at least we've got food, water, a medic, and transportation around for now.  At least here, I've got a shot at making some money and maybe get enought to get out fo Poland one day and get out of Europe.  All's I know is that I'd rather be doing this right now then getting my ass shot off by PACT soldiers on some unknown battlefield that don't mean shit to anyone.  I resepct your opinions Joost and will keep them in mind!"

Robert 'Tuck' Tucker
player, 106 posts
American
10th Mountain Division
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 04:30
  • msg #32

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Dawid Waldus Piotrowski:
Standing a little ways away from the others, he spoke in a low voice.

"Thank you for this advice.  I know that was a foolish action under the circumstances, and I am ashamed I acted in a criminal manner."  He ducked his head, unwilling to meet the other man's eyes for a moment.

Then he looked up.  "All I knew was what must be done, and that I had to act quickly.  I was willing to exchange my life to save those of the people in the Abbey, and I had no fear.  I placed myself in God's hands and knew either He would preserve my life, or it would be forfeit.  The outcome wasn't decided by Snowy or I or Hauptmann Bayer."

Eyes burning with an intensity that was surprising considering how close to the end of his rope he must be, he said, "perhaps trading one's life to protect the innocent is not the way of the soldier.  But it was what I was willing to do."
Tucker looks at Dawid in his eyes.  "As long as you know that what you did was fucked up, lesson learned and don't do it again because you might not be this lucky the next time!  You can beleive in whatever you want to about religon playing a part.  I don't get into that stuff but, if that keeps you going everyday then I say keep believing but, please use some better judgement!  This conversation about the marauder is over now, now let's drop it and worry about what we're here for," Tucker says to Dawid.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 126 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 05:34
  • msg #33

Re: Forward Gun Mount

Robert 'Tuck' Tucker:
Tucker looks at Dawid in his eyes.  "As long as you know that what you did was fucked up, lesson learned and don't do it again because you might not be this lucky the next time!  You can believe in whatever you want to about religion playing a part.  I don't get into that stuff but, if that keeps you going everyday then I say keep believing but, please use some better judgment!  This conversation about the marauder is over now, now let's drop it and worry about what we're here for," Tucker says to Dawid.


"I understand and agree, the issue is quite over as far as I'm concerned."  He started to leave, intending on carting the PKM up onto the weather deck.  Hesitating, he smiled and said, "Religion?  That's what happens in Church.  Faith... that can be a different story.  If you will excuse me?"  With that, he took his leave, letting Tuck finish his smoke in peace.


OOC: there, that seemed to work out nicely.
Dawid Waldus Piotrowski
player, 127 posts
Polish
Gun Bunney/Grave Digger
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 05:44
  • msg #34

On the Bridge, approaching the remains of a bridge...

Cap'n Rae:
Whether it's fatigue or a misleading sense of security born from being aboard a relatively large, heavily armed boat in the middle of a large river, the security team settles into a very relaxed disposition. To puncuate this somnambulant atmosphere, Blue dozes idly on a pillow of sandbags under the awning by the rear Dushka while Anneka, a very lightly built woman, has gone so far as to pass out on the bridge. Konrad, half-asleep on his feet, seems to notice a second too late to catch her, and stumbles over to assist the fallen Israeli medic.


Still standing by Snowy, Dawid turned around to see the commmotion.  Concerned, he knelt down by with Konrad to see what he could do.  After a moment, he brought out his canteen and handed it to Konrad as he unscrewed the cap.  "Sir, try this, she just collapsed?"
Max Fosters
player, 85 posts
Australian
Infantryman
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 11:00
  • msg #35

Re: On the Bridge, approaching the remains of a bridge...

Max notices a glint, and a human shape.

Max turns back to the bridge, looks up, and waves an arm, then both arms - trying to attract attention.

If there is no response, Max will call out to whomever it is stationed in the "crows nest", and direct them to check out the brige ahead.  Specifically on the south side ...

If Max is still not able to raise anyone, he will walk, then run up to the brige.  At this point its just a person up ahead.  Max still doesnt know how serious it is, and is feeling more overcatious than threatended.
Trevor 'Snowy' White
player, 115 posts
Australian
Customs Service
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 12:18
  • msg #36

Pilothouse

Snowy is about to answer Dawid when Anna slumps to the ground and shouting out on the bow rings out at the same time.

"Uhh, what the fu . . ."

Snowy sees Dawid and Konrad turn to Anna, so he redirects his attention outside.

"Max is trying to get our attention, I gotta put an intercom in the forward mount."

Stepping around the two men tending to the exhausted medic, Snow rubs his eyes tiredly and goes out onto the bridgewing. Leaning against the rail, he shouts to Max "What's up mate?"
This message was last edited by the GM at 16:20, Wed 11 July 2007.
Max Fosters
player, 86 posts
Australian
Infantryman
Wed 11 Jul 2007
at 13:02
  • msg #37

Re: Pilothouse

Max is relieved to get someones attention.  Having found someone to share his thoughts with, Max turns and points to the brige up ahead, and shrugs his shoulders as if to ask "Will we be OK?".

Then, Max points to the south end of the bridge, and indicates with his fingers "1 person".

It could be one of the Captain's lookouts, Max thinks to himself.  Still not alarmed by what he has seen.  He just wants to make people aware of what's coming up.
This message was last edited by the GM at 16:22, Wed 11 July 2007.
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