John will move back to the trees the same way he came in slow and with stealth. once he reachs the trees he will E and E to the river bank and prepair to move out.




John
Moving to ship
G3

The radio crackled with commands, reports and static. Bayer leaned over and shouted, and what he said brought a cold sweat to Dawid's skin. "Armour? Good Christ! HEDP? Ah, yes, loading Anti-Armour/fragmentation!"

Scrambling over to the Vasilek, he unloaded the WP shells from the magazine and carefully replaced the "ready" shell in the clip. He then reloaded the weapon with 82mm HEDP. "Anti-Armour/fragmentation loaded!" As an aside to himself, "this will peel light armour like a grape. God help us if there is heavy armour like a tank!"

Trying to calm his nerves, he sat in the the Vasilek's gunner seat, taking personal command of the weapon.


Dawid Piotrowski
82mm Vasilek, (5/5 HEDP).
Reloading the Vasilek with HEDP and then manning it.
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Quyen makes sure she is under cover from any potential rooftop fire. She unslings her AK-74 and awaits further orders.

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

"He knows we've spotted him. He just disappeared. If he pops up again and tries anything stupid, I'm puttin' him down."

Inside the bridge, Uller adjusts the Krolowa's props and bow thrusters to point the nose of the barge towards deeper water. Being that no one spotted the mudflat that's held the boat up in the first place, there's no guarantee that the channel ahead is completely obstacle free. Uller continues to make adjustments on the throttle to hold the boat on station. Once the decision has been made to move out, the Krolowa will be ready.

[Private to Dawid Waldus Piotrowski: Clarence is currently manning the aft Dushka, as directed by Anneka. I didn't want you to think I/he was being rude and ignoring you/Dawid.]
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Maddock listens, nodding seriously, as the ragged man tells his broken tale. The scout's report of armor moving into the town is all the evidence he needs.

He keys his radio. "Ah, acknowledged, Tug. PW is requesting aid against aggressors. Repeat, PW is asking for support for his people. Advise shore party soonest, over."

Maddock stands beside the PW, trusting in the long gun on the tug, as he keeps the Sterling trained on the ragged man.


Guarding PW
Silenced Sterling
Awaiting Orders

"Maddock, Tug. You have to get Raider and yourself out of there. Heavy armour is in your location. Tug's operation is complete. Rooftop is covered by us. Over."

Bayer nods and acknowledgment to Gunny Parks and climbs down onto the deck below. Informing the others in the team, Bayer calls out, "Two times BMP and one time T72 in vicinity with dismounted infantry. Shore party is facing... complications with PW."

In the bridge he will confirm with Adam, the tug's situation.

A cold sweat broke over Dawid when he heard there was not just two BMPs, but a T-72 as well.

He looked over and up at Bayer. "We could deal with one APC, two will be difficult... we could probably take out the tank with a side or rear shot."

"What kind of troubles with the prisoner?"He thought about who was there. Was it possible they had no one along that spoke Polish or Russian well enough to translate? He couldn't remember if Maddock knew any other languages, but considering the rest, this was a distinct possibility. "Do they need someone to translate for them?"

In Latin he muttered to himself, "Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta tu in mulieribus, et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, ora pro nobis peccatoribus, nunc, et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen."



Dawid Piotrowski
82mm Vasilek, (5/5 HEDP +5 WP "on deck").
Manning Vasilek.
[Private to GM: My mistake, I thought Clarence was there. I changed the text to Dawid talking to himself. Also, I doubled Dawid's INT (9) to make an "Idea" check as to what the difficulty was with the PW.]
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Quyen becomes openly agitated and impatient with the prisoner's counter-efforts, which remind her of a child's tantrum of lying down flat as dead-weight. "We can't let this one guy take control of the situation." she says aloud as she gives him a mild kick to the leg.

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

Bayer calls back down, "He is resisting or something. Hard to tell. They are to transport him back here but he's lying about onz the beach."

Bayer looks upriver and continues (addressing all of the team) "Corpoal Yazzie is swimming back. Keep an eye out and help him above if needed."

With that he pivots around and lies alongside Parks.

"Hauptman Bayer!" Anneka's voice cuts through the sounds of panic coming from almost everywhere.
"I suggest Yazzie remain where he is and spot for us. I don't think we can stop them, but at the very least we can slow them down a bit. Perhaps throw a HE or two from the mortar, a dozen or so AGL grenades and a few hundred rounds of indirect DShK?"

There was a quite lot they could do to slow the attackers down and with a little luck they might even damage one or more of the armoured vehicles. The accompanying infantry would certainly be thinking twice.
Besides, even if they weren't going to assist the Russians, and that definately wasn't one of her own priorities, there was no way their slow tug could ever outrun even the tank, even without the barge.

"Have Yazzie stay where he is until we know if our fire has had any effect. We can arrange to pick him up a little later."
Again they had options. One of the two boats, which were much faster than the tug, could be sent back to retrieve him, or somebody could take the motorcycle. All Yazzie needed to do was lay low for a short period before making his way downstream a mile or two, presuming they still intended to go in that direction.

Even if Konrad chose to continue with his present course of action, there were a few things she herself could do.
"Warrant Officer Milk," she called towards the stern. "Would you be so kind as to prep the autocannon?"
A peashooter compared to a tank, but there was nothing like a stream of armour piercing tracer to send a tank or APC into a rapid reverse, no matter how short lived that stream might be.

If they all lived through this, her highest priority at their next trading opportunity would be to aquire some antiarmour weapons. Something modern would be ideal but right now she'd settle for an old WWII Bazooka!

"Corporal Yazzie has made the call from his local perspective. He would have stayed if he felt it was safe enough." Bayer calls back down. "Even if I told him to stay, I doubt he would."

"Why do we need to slow them down or stop them? We're done here. This battle doesn't concern us. All it takes is for that tank to make a single shot and this tug is fucked."

"Exactly! That's why we need to slow them down, make them back off before they spot us."
She could see that he needed her to spell if out for him.

"Right now they don't know we're here. In just a few minutes from what I can hear, they will be in position to see at least the mast above you and do you think they won't investigate?"
Well armed they might be, but armoured enough to withstand even just the autocannon of a BMP?

"We should try and force them back, or at least delay them a few minutes while we head off down stream. Hopefully they'll think our fire comes from Russian reinforcements. If it's accurate enough, they should be fooled into thinking the position they're attacking are acting as the spotters and will concentrate their attention there."

For the cost of a few rounds wasn't it worth at least a try? It's not like they actually needed to defeat them...

"We don't know whether we've been spotted or not. And firing off may lose us that advantage, along with the ammo. All we'd do is piss em off, we can't handle a force like that. We're leaving now anyways, and don't need a fighting withdrawl, unless they do show up."
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"Tug, Raider, acknowledge. Snowy, get ready for bug-out." Maddock releases Transmit, and looks at the other shore party members. A long look at the recalcitrant prisoner, and then he shrugs broad, powerful shoulders.

"Hauptman says we've got armor making a push into town, against this'un's lot. The tug's mobile, Yazzie's pulling for rendezvous, and the Hauptman wants  yon prisoner on the tug, and us gone, now. He's coming with us, one way or the other, at least for now."

He looms over the prisoner, slinging the Sterling in favour of the stubby handgun from his holster. His other hand, with scarred knuckles and a prize-fighter's splay, is held ready. In broken Polish and Russian, he says, "Coming with us if want or not want. Can come nice or come hurt but come must."


Shore Party
Browning High-Power
Prepping the prisoner

Tucker looks around at the siutuation and ducks back down to look at the others.  "OK, listen up.  Blue and Max, start to head back to the raft and give Maddock a hand with the PW.  Me and Minh will cover you and then be right behind you shortly there after."

Minh doesn't saying anything at first, but acknowledges Sergeant Tucker's order by immediately moving to one corner of the old truck and taking up a ready fire position. "Covering." she calls over her shoulder once in position, followed by a much quieter, "Lets get outta here."

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

It all happens so fast...

As Maddock and Blue heave the envoy/prisoner to his feet, he wrenches free, pivots on his boot-heel, practically dives around the corner of the stranded tanker truck, and sprints awkwardly across the wet pavement towards the dock building, hands still cuffed behind his back and hollering like a banshee as he goes.

Presumably hearing his comrade's cries for help, the man on the roof pops his head up above the concrete parapet and tentatively raises his AK.

Your former prisoner is about halfway to the relative safety of the building.

On the tug, Konrad and Anneka continue to debate the tactical necessities of the tug's current situation while Clarence- more of a communications than a weapons specialist- attempts to prep the ZU-23-2 for direct fire.

Gunny lines up the rooftop target in the scope of his SVD rifle.

Yazzie makes his way back through the foliage to the riverbank. The return trip to the tug- soon to be a moving object- against the current is going to be much trickier than the trip from tug to shore.

Actions?

With no chance of stopping the former prisoner, Quyen, already in a fire position, fires semi-automatic until he goes down.

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

Several shots cracked through the air behind her as Anneka kept her eyes scanning her arc.
"You think they don't know we're here now?" she asked Konrad rhetorically. Sure the shots may have been swallowed up in the noise created by the "battle" beyond the buildings, but....

With john at the river bank he finds a place to make a hide and pulls out his radio....


"tug this is knife..Break contact I say again break contact... its a T-72!!!"


" I will move down stream when you blow the ships whistle."

"i will move about a mile then float out to you.. will need pick up line out so i can be picked up..snow will know how to set the line..."

"you dont have a chance in hell against a tank and two BMP's dont kid yourself move when you can and thats now.."

with the transmissions out john will hide himself on the river bank in the weeds and reeds. he will set the rifle out to defend himself..


John
setting up hide
G3 (74 rounds)

The firing of shots from the riverbank catches Bayer's attention and he swivels around to return his focus back to the shore party. Catching sight of Gunny about to fire he adds, "Take the shot, Gunny."

Also immediately after Yazzie's voice breaks over the radio. Bayer yells down to Adam, "Adam! We can start moving! We'll collect the others a little ways downstream." Lifting the radio handset, "All call signs, this ist Tug. Tug is leaving. Link up ASAP."

"Griet," Anneka called forward. "You know how to use one of these?" she tapped the port side DShK once she'd gained her attention.
"Be prepared to man the starboard gun in a hurry. Sounds like we could be in for a rough time shortly."
Although the PKM was a good weapon, it lacked a certain something against armoured targets. The heavy machinegun on the other hand at least had a chance of inflicting damage against more than just infantry.

"Hauptman Bayer, may I suggest you come down and man one of the heavy weapons until the shore party boards? Dawid might need a hand up front with the mortar and AGS."
It was times like this that drove home just how short on manpower they were. If even just one of the BMPs were to reveal themselves, those who remained on the tug would probably have a hard time fending it off. Sure the Vasilek could deal with it, but one it's loaded clip was expended it would take Dawid a very long time to reload it by himself.

"Warrant Officer Milk, how's it coming back there? Think you could manage a burst or two in the general direction if needed?"
Anneka wasn't particularly worried about accuracy for the moment. She very much doubted that such a light weapon, even one that fired more than thirty rounds per second, would do much more than scare a tank.

Once it seems as though the landing party is safely on their way to loading up into the boats, Bayer will acknowledge Soleblume suggestion. "Let me know if something comes up ok?" he says to Parks as he climbs down to the deck below.

Bayer will assume the gunner's role behind the AGS.

OOC - Rae am I posting too much? I try to respond alot regarding communication, between PCs as to help keep the game momentum going and such, but am wondering what the GM thinks.

Maddock snaps to the Weaver stance, Browning held steady by two meaty hands, and fires a pair of shots at the fleeing prisoner. He barks an order, "Back to the boats. Move it!" and shortly follows his own advice, making sure that Minh follows, too.


Firing at Prisoner
Browning High-Power

Griet answers in her gently butchered English, "Yes, I will do."

The DShK is a weapon for which she had received formal training during her stint with the now extinct Polish Navy.