Snowy straightens up and flashes Maddock a grin. "Yeah Sarge, that sounds like the G-O. Call me 'Snowy' if you like, my ears are kinda tuned for the name. Whenever I hear 'Mister White' I have this urge to run and hide from any NCO who's probably about to give me a bollocking. Well, that's my experience anyway."

Snowy helps Maddock get the zodiac into the water, adding "Watch this bastard Sarge, the bloody motor cuts out. I've had the head off it twice and I can't find the bloody problem. I think it's basically possessed by the evil one. Or made by Mercury Outboards. One or the other."

After they've dropped off the shore party, Snowy whispers "Good Luck!"

Snowy White
M4A1 Carbine (fixed by Yazzie!) + 6 clips (-10 rounds)
In the Zodiac
Staying on station
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Gunny has the lone Russian in the crosshairs. As Konrad comes up behind him, he says in an even- almost cold- voice.

"Give the word; I'll take him out."

At this range, it won't be the easiest shot but with the tug at rest and the target standing in the open, Gunny is confident that he can pull it off, if need be.

Griet sees the wisdom in watching the shore opposite the loading facility but that doesn't make the idea any more palitable.

She lugs the heavy PKM over to the left side of the forward companionway and props in on the sandbagged railing, facing the northern shore. She feels terribly exposed with her back to the obvious danger as if the words "free shot" we're blazing in neon between her shoulder blades. She knows that it is more a matter of psychology than one of combat reality, but nevertheless, she feels her nerves starting to fray a little.

"Whattaya say we get this gun trained on the town, just in case." Clarence says to Dawid.

It makes sense not to ignore the weak side of the boat but he would like to first to prepare to meet the known danger. Once the Vasilek is ready to provide as close to instant fire support to the shore team as possible, Clarence will shift to the port railing next to the Vasilek barbette, providing a keen pair of eyes and the modest firepower of his AK-74 to the weak side defense.
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"Clarence, why don't you trade out that pea shooter for the RPK-74 while we're sitting here. I think it's in the radio room with the rest of the spare weapons. Might as well grab the gas launcher while you're at it if you can handle it."
With both of her small hands almost swallowed by the huge twin spade grips of a DShK, she swung the weapon in a slow arc covering the port (north? west?) bank, searching for anything worthy of playing host to the heavy 12.7mm slugs.
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John will slide over the edge of the tug with his water proofed pack and weapon  and get into the water. He is on the back side of the ship so the landing team or the enemy cannot see him. he will float about 200 meters down river and then swim to the shore with his pack in front of him weapon resting on top. Once he hits the shore he will shoulder his pack and move into the tree line with the grace of a cat. Once there he will set into a hide for 5 miniutes and wait just in case he was folled or spotted he. He will also contact the ship. He will get up and move after five miniutes toward the village to do a recon of the area. He will move in the trees slow enough not to be spotted an he will stop every few miniutes to do (look,listin,smell). Once he is within a kilometer of the village he will stalk in.(On your stomach moving slow with you body cammoed with local vegitation.) once within 300 meters he will set up in a hide and radio in to tug to tell them he is in position.


1st Transmission
"tug this is knife, have made it to shore,moving to city"

2nd transmission
"in position at hide site have city in view wait for salute report"



John
Doing the above
G3 at ready (74 rounds)

Given the go-ahead by Tucker, Quyen slings her rifle and draws her M9 as she closes in on the Russian. Aiming with one hand she beckons him forward with her other. She slings his rifle over her shoulder, and as she's done countless times, whips her handcuffs on him with practiced precision.

"Walk." she says, whether he understands or not doesn't matter as she guides him back towards her teammates with her freehand.

"He isn't searched yet. What are you going to do with him Sergeant?" she asks Tucker.

Minh Quyen
AK-74 (5 Mags) + 4 Frag, 1 HC Smk, 2 WP Smk (+ Russian's Rifle)
Shore party's location
Manhandling the PW

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As asked by Bayer, Dawid moved the AGS-17 Plamya to the bow gunwale closest to the town, along with two spare ammo cans.

Going over and training the mortar on the town, Dawid loaded out the 82mmn Vasilek's magazine with WP rounds. "Loaded with phosphorous shells!" he called out.

"Clarence, I think Captain Bayer asked you to handle one of the Dushkas and Griet the other? At any rate, you know enough to handle the Mortar in a basic way, but I can easily man either weapon as need be. But for now, I will operate the Plamya as asked."

Making sure his rifle was cocked and handy, he settled in to wait, listening for a radio call or other signal his services would be needed.


Dawid Piotrowski
AGS_17 Plamya (50/50, 2x spare 50-rd ammo cans)
Waiting for instructions.
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"Roger that Gunny, lets see how this plays out. I don't trust this Russian's sincerity." There is a hint of worry in his voice.

Observing through his field glasses he continues, "I wonder who else spotted the landing party's arrival and our boat sitting here. Any why would this guy just come out of nowhere and surrender to us?"

When Yazzie's transmission comes over the radio Bayer makes a brief response, "Tug, roger."
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OOC: What is the prisoner doing
[Private to Minh Quyen: I want to see the POW's reaction before I reply to your post!]

Maddock had gentled the boat against the shore with professional elan, allowing the shore party a relatively easy exit. He then waded ashore himself with the bowline and settled in to wait for the recall or evac order. Sterling cradled in his lap, radio tuned and handy, the Royal Marine makes himself as still and unobtrusive as possible.


Ashore
Silenced Sterling
Holding the ready boat

A light rain begins to fall, gradually darkening the concrete floor of the pier facility and muffling slightly the sound of gunfire.

The Russian (by appearances) envoy seems somewhat surprised at the rapid approach of the pistol wielding woman but he doesn't attempt to run or resist as the diminutive MP cuffs his hands behind his back. He walks with her, dragging his feet a bit as she firmly directs him towards the fuel truck.

He looks frightened and more than a little confused. He's a young man, probably in his mid twenties, a few weeks' worth of sparse, straggly growth on his face and neck. His summer uniform is filthy and worn. He's attempted to compensate for the onset of winter by wearing a civilian pullover beneath his out-of-season summer fatigue shirt. The leather of his quaint Russian jackboots is cracked and peeling. It looks like quite some time has passed since his unit was properly resupplied.

He looks nervously from face to face and, marginally satisfied that he's not to be killed immediately, begins speaking, first in Ukranian, then in Russian, and finally, as no one offers even a glimmer of recognition, in very poor, thickly accented Polish. A look of dismay washes over his face as he realizes that the people he's been sent to talk to have no idea what he is attempting to communicate.

In the distance, the sound of small arms fire is joined by the sharper crack-boom of automatic cannon fire. Due to the rain, and the intervening buildings, it's almost impossible to accurately judge how far away the source of the firing is.

Meanwhile, Walter and Tadeuz successfully dump the rock anchor into deeper water 50 meters astern of the Krolowa, watched by Clarence who's moved to the aft Dushka position as ordered. The two Poles flash a thumbs-up signal to Clarence who relays the message- via the old "Mark I Voicebox"- to Anneka and Konrad, manning their stations a few meters forward of his new position.

Actions?
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"Maddock, this is Tug. Raider has one PW in hand. Prepare to bring to my location. Over."

Watching the Russian and the shore party he calls them up on the radio, "Raider, Tug. What does he want? I have Maddock standing by to bring PW to my location, over."

Clarence's call gets Bayer's attention. "What happens now?" he asks aloud. Not sure if Adam needs to be told he slithers down from the roof into the bridge where he expects the Captain to be. If he is there he pass on what Clarence told him about the rock anchor.

In response to Konrad's news, Adam exits the bridge and makes his way to the power winch to continue the process of dragging the tug off of the sandbar.
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Maddock shifts about to try and get a better view of what the shore party have been up to since landing. He keys his mike twice quickly to acknowledge Bayer, hand gripping the workman-like build of the Sterling.

A sturdy booted leg pushes the boat somewhat back into the water, though he holds the painter line tight.


Prepping the boat
Silenced Sterling

As Minh brings the prisoner back over to the truck, he waves everyone back there and has them set a quick preimeter to try and figurte out what the guys wants.  Tucker can only look at the guy with questioning eyes as he goes from one language to the next and continues to look for answers from them.  He shrugs his shoulders and looks around, "Anyone got any idea of what the fuck he just said?  Max, get on the horn to Bayer and tell him we got one in custody and need a translator ASAP."

"Don't speak it Sergeant." Quyen informs Tucker of the Russian, as she stands behind him with her M9 pointed at his back. While they wait for the radio call to go out, she uses her free hand to search him, dropping any items of interest or danger into a pile on the ground.

Once done she'll sits the Russian down cross legged and watches over him.
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Tucker looks to Minh, "You can put the piece away if he's secured Minh.  He's already probably scared enough right now.  Don't need him messing himself in such close proximity!"

Bayer returns to observing the riverside through his binos next to Parks. "Maddock, this ist Tug. Proceed to Raider's position for PW pickup and transport to my location over." he says over the radio.

Once Snowy has taxied over the Russian, Bayer will be waiting on the tug's deck to take hold of the prisoner. He'll then guide him up to Soleblume's battle position so she can speak with him without leaving her station vacant.
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Making the boat fast again, Maddock hustles up the river bank to retrieve the prisoner, as instructed. He has rudimentary Russian and Polish, enough to get his point across without gratuitously brandishing his SMG.

If the 'prisoner' is willing enough to follow, he will take him to the boat and move to the tug. If not, an awkward attempt at translation can occur on the shore.


Retrieving Prisoner
Silenced Sterling

Maddock hustles forward to collect the prisoner, leaving Snow in charge of the boat. As the burly RM moves to help the prisoner to his feet, the young man becomes agitated (although not aggressive) and refuses to budge, leaning back until he's almost lying flat on his back and doing his best to become dead weight. Almost frantically, the Soviet soldier again addresses those assembled in sloppy Polish. You listen carefully, trying to piece together a coherent thread from what, to your untrained ears, sounds mostly like gibberish.

"Red army... camping in town... bandits come... we ambush... they return... have tanks... we retreat... see your boat...  twenty men... please help us... they are coming with tanks... kill everyone... take your boat... hurry... please... waiting...".

In the distance, the firing continues. It's growing louder and more urgent. Looking up you can see black smoke rising over the warehouse.

On board the Krolowa, you can see the smoke too. The tug begins to shudder as the powerful winch removes the slack from the anchor. The pitch of the winch engine rises until, with a satisfying lurch, the tug pulls itself free from the sucking mud. The Krolowa's engine reawakens and the old tug begins backing to a safe distance from the mudbank. Walter and Tadeuz manouver to recover the pick anchor and complete the operation.

On the bridge rood, Gunny whispers to Konrad, "There's a man on the roof [of the warehouse]..."

Meanwhile, Yazzie stealthily makes his way towards the town.

[Private to John Yazzie: You inch your way forward through the sparse growth stretching inland from the shore. After crossing about 100 meters, the concealment ends but you've gone far enough. Fifty meters ahead and to your right (SE), rifle fire eminates from a large, run-down administrative building. Part of the building is burning fiercely. Fifty meters beyond that you see a green and brown mottled metal box on tracks, firing into the defended building with its coax. It's a BMP-2.  Several dismounts follow literally in its tracks. Another BMP can be seen through the smoke beyond the first. It seems to be manovering to flank the defenders. Yet another AFV waits in the distance, 100 meters to the south. It's hard to identify due to all of the smoke and the random pieces of equipment that appear to be strapped haphazardly to its turret, but it looks like a T-72...]
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"Tug this is knife stand bye for salute report"

"Size, 2 Bmp-2's with 5 plus dismounts each and a T-72"
"Activity, assaulting large building"
"Location, 100 meters South east of my position"
"Unit, unti is unknown"
"Time, Time is now"
"Equipment, Mix o Soviet small arms"

"tug we need to get the fuck out of town...I will be moving back to the river asap...dont wait for me i will swim out to you..."

"knife out"


John
Moving back to ship with stealth and speed
G3

"Raider Raider, tug! Man onz the roof!" Bayer quickly calls over the radio. Looking through his binos with his free looking for the Russian he asks Parks, "Gunny, what is he doing? Fire, if he becomes an immediate threat."

As the situation with the rooftop Russian plays out, Yazzie's report comes over the radio to further complicate the situation. Bayer mutters a curse in German, then responds, Yazzie's report. "Tug, roger. See you on the boat. Out."

Crawling over to the edge of the rooftop perch, he calls down, "Dawid, armour spotted! Ready HEDP on the mortar!"

As the tug is recovered off of the sandbar, Bayer once again calls over the radio, "Raider, Tug, return to my location quickly. Bring that PW. Schnell! over"
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(Assuming this call is heard by Tucker & if the call by Yazzie was heard also might certainly be a factor) Tucker turns his attention back to the roof top(s) where he thinks there is a target being called out buy the tug.  "Guns Up!  We got at least one possible Tango on one of these rooftops around here," Tucker says to everyone behind the burnt out truck.

Tucker
M-16A2 [27/30]/M-203 [HE]
Looking for target on rooftop called in by Tug