Mariusz heard Bear's cry and Switek's response for covering fire. With his new magazine in the rifle he rolled to his knees and brought the Ak-74 to his shoulder. He scanned the area for targets, ready to fire on smi-automatic at anyone that should threaten Bear and Switek.


Mariusz,
AK-74(30/30)
On his knees scanning for targets.

Quyen continues to scan the riverbank. She takes a brief pause to kick aside the pile of empty shell casings that had spilled onto the deck beneath her. She wondered how the shore party was making out, and hoped for the best.

"Grrrrr!!! It's my leg. Fucking Commies! Argh!"

He gestures towards his left leg. It's an ugly wound, a small round dot on the front of his thigh and a large, mangled exit hole in the back. At least the round doesn't appear to have hit bone. What's needed most now, in Switek's assessment, is to stop the heavy bleeding.

Joint Assault Team

From his vantage point at the front corner of the MTLB, Konrad can see the prone Russians- partially obscured by the smoke of an explosion of sort sort- on the other side of the road. He squints through the smoke at one of the still-moving Russians and squeezes off four rounds before hitting the man and bringing his movement to an abrupt end.

At the other end of the MTLB, Milk has no angle on the the group to the north. He's not going to expose himself to fire from the embankment a few dozen meters above and to the east of him. Instead, he keeps his eye on the position looking for signs of movement. Moments later his caution is rewarded- a grenade sails towards him in a high parabola from the embankment. He flattens himself against the APC's hull as the grenades lands a few meters short, bounding off of the road and coming to rest in the shallow ditch next to the MTLB.

"Grenade!" Clarence calls out, hoping that Konrad will be shielded from the blast and shrapnel by the hull and metal road wheels of the MTLB.

The grenade cooks off, producing plenty of noise, but no damage to Milk or Bayer. Clarence grabs his radio handset with his left hand while holding the heavy LSW on the causeway embankment with his right.

Starlight; this is Milk.
We got a target for ya- danger close.
There's a bunker at the west end of the bridge.
Target is about 10m further east on the reverse slope of the embankment.
Can you assist? OVER

Mariusz rises to his knees and starts looking for targets. The impact zone of Bear's hedghog is still smoking, making target identification difficult, but he seizes on one moving sillhouette and fires at it until it stops (6 rounds). Jason crawls towards the enemy, senses straining. He crawls to within 30m without seeing anyone. He's close enough now to the enemy to hear moaning over the sound of the gunfire, all of it rushing towards the enemy rather than from them. Any remaining enemy are now caught in a L-shaped cross-fire. A final coordinated assault should end all resistance, save for the lone gunman on the bridge embankment. Coordinating said assault between the dispersed and polyglot groups may prove difficult, however...

Tug

On board the Krolowa, Anneka pulls up short, her foot on the first rung of the ladder to the bridge roof. The pain is just to great. She can't make it.

Minh, after firing a few parting rounds at the WP smoke cloud that now envelops the enemy sniper position, notes Anneka's partially subdued cries of pain behind her.

Dawid continues to watch the unfolding battle through his field glasses. He can clearly see Milk through the magnified of the lenses and, although he can't hear the radio, he can surmise from the American's gestures and disposition that a threat exists somewhere on the north-west bridge road embankment.

Scout

Yazzie begins to make his way, cautiously, towards the MTLB. He's now about 450 distant. It will take him several minutes to arrive on the scene. He hits the scene where his attackers went down first. Both men are undoubtedly dead, the victims of 7.62mm head-shots. They are each clean-shaven. Their camoflaged field uniforms bear no insignia of any kind, although one man sports a faded, stained, horizontally striped blue and white undershirt under his cammies. Both carry a full load of AK-74 ammunition (6 full mags plus whatever's left in their rifles) which is rather unusual these days. Each has two hand grenades. One of the men has an RPG-18 (like the M72 LAW) strapped above a medium sized butt-pack.

Actions?
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"Minh," Anneka called weakly, her good hand gripping the ladder tightly to support herself.
"Can you go up and check on Parks please? I can't make it."
Just as she was about to let herself slip to the deck, Milks call came over the radio.
Damn it! Why didn't I leave it with Dawid? she berated herself mentally. Leaning heavily against the tug she staggered back to her position, ready to relay instructions down to the mortarman if needed. Thankfully Milk's message had been to Sunray - Konrad.
With her out of position they were lucky he hadn't asked for artillery...

Maiusz remained crouched and moved slowly forward with his rifle at the ready. He was aware that at least one Red was active and that there was a bunker cloe-by. He scanned the area for targets, ready to pick off anyone he sees out of cover or lay suppressive fire on the buunker should it be needed.

Mariusz,
AK-74(24/30)
Crouched and moving toward the bunker
Ready ti fire at targets of opportunity.

Tucker continues to look around, searching for more threats in the area and says to Snowy, "You got anything Snowy?  C'mon, Bayer wants us up!"  Tucker goes to one kneee covering for Snowy as he gathers himself and weapon and then move out towards Bayer and the ret.

Tucker
M-16A2 [27/30]/M-203 [HE]
Searching for targets/threats & covering while Snowy gets himself ready to move
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Seeing they were now in range, Dawid hot-footed it over to the AGS-17 launcher. He made sure the ammunition was loaded in the drum magazine and ready to fire.

"At the Plamya and prepared to fire!"


Dawid Piotrowski
40mm Grenade-Launcher (30/30)
Waiting for a target

"Yeah." Quyen calls back. Releasing the DSHK from her grip she walks towards the ladder to the rooftop. Machinegun shell casings and links crunch under her combat boots. Standing at the bottom she looks up, "Parks?" she asks aloud. Shifting her slung AK-74 she begins to climb up, slowly... there was something obviously wrong. "Parks?" she asks, much quieter this time, she expected the worse.

Quyen didn't bother to check him closely, he was clearly dead. Digging out his poncho from his webbing she quickly covered him up, and laid his rifle on his body. Lying prone on the roof she crawls to the edge and hangs her head over the edge - "Doctor? He's dead. Shot... what do you want me to do?" she calls down.
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John will insure that the two fallen are dead with a simple dead check. Once done he will insure that the crafty russians arnt laying on a grenade. He will then remove the two hand grendes from each and place them in his large pack along with thier load bearing gear.(Ie magazines,magazine holders and butt packs.)Once done with this he will strap the Rpg to his pack and head to the link up point with Konrad he does not have the will or the endurance to carry the rifles.




John
Above tasks
G3/1911

Pausing for an instant, Jason pulls up his thermal binoculars and scans the carnage. His head still pounding, he listens to moaning and tries to zone in on its location. If its close enough, he will hurl a grenade at the wounded enemies. If they are further out, and still targetable, he will aim and finish the job.

Otherwise, he will proceed at ten meter intervals, and check again.

Bayer continues to shield as much as himself as possible behind the MTLB wreck. After firing at the last man he sees alive facing the partisans he moves up to the next corner of the MTLB and looks for whoever threw the grenade. If he sees him he will fire semi-automatic until he ducks for cover or is hit.

Yelling over his shoulder he calls to Milk, "Clarence! I've got Snowy and Tucker moving up. Tell your partisans to keep up the fight and press on. Fight through the enemy position and realign themselves up with us here. Once we have the machinegun moved up also we'll make a final advance on the bridge."

Bayer
MTLB Wreck
G36/HK-69 (20/30)
Looking for the grenadier/communicating

Dawid gauged the range, shook his head. "Major! We're still too far away for accurate fire with the 40mm and we're going too slow! I'm switching back to the mortar!"

He scrambled forward back to the Vasilek, hoping he the delay wasn't fatal.


Dawid Piotrowski
82mm Vasilek (4/5 WP)
Re-Manning the mortar

Jason crawls to within 30m of the groaning kill sack. He unfastens a grenade from his webbing and lobs it into the enemy formation. A satisfying CRUMP ceases further noise from the enemy position. Mariuz moves up to support, sweeping the area back and forth with his AK. Nothing, it appears, remains alive there.

The enemy near the bridge must see this too because, after looping another frag towards the MTLB, he breaks cover and dashes back across the bridge as fast as his legs will take him. Clarence, having ducked back around the hull of the APC for cover from the inbound grenade, doesn't see him go. By the time those who witness the lone enemy's flight have a chance to pass this along to those in position to stop him, it is too late. Milk takes Snow and moves cautiously up the embankment to secure that flank. They can see the enemy as he nears the east end of the bridge, too far away for an effective shot. They let him go and save the ammo.

The battle is effectively over.

As Switek works feverishly to tie a torniquet around Bear's upper left thigh, Mariuz and Jason begin to sweep the enemy position. They are met there by Bayer and Tucker and the two teams- NATO contractors and Polish Partisans- shake hands amid the carnage.

Five dead Russians, in various states of shreddedness, are strewn about within a 15m radius. They would have been able to flank the fixed NATO team, using the slightly raised roadway as cover and concealment, had it not been for the arrival of the Partisans. This allowed the NATO team to turn the tables, taking the Russians in the flank and creating a deadly cross-fire. It was a close-run thing, and- given Jason's remarkable luck- the Partisans were lucky to come away with only one man wounded. In exchange for Bear's blood and Jason's pounding headache, 8 Russians are confirmed dead with the sniper a 9th probable.

Not including Yazzie's haul, the group recovers a veritable arsenal: 4 undamaged AK-74s (one with an underbarrel GL and 5 40mm grenades), one PKM machine gun with 75 rounds, one RPG-18 disposable ATW, 28 full magazines of 5.35mm ammo, 1 Makrarov pistol with 3 full magazines, and 12 hand grenades. All of the other captured weapons and ammunition are damaged beyond repair or use.

As the united ground team polices up their war booty and sees to their casualties, the tug comes to a stop about 400m from the bridge. From this distance, the only navigable passage underneath it is quite apparent. Accumulated silt and debris have piled up near the banks and and shoreward bridge pylons leaving only a narrow channel towards the middle of the bridge. The "roof" of this channel, however, hung somewhat miraculously, just 20 meters over the swift, brown water- a testament to both the Partisan's earlier, daring raid and the orignal bridge designers' and builders' skill. The Krolowa will not be able to pass beneath it without great risk. The tug's security team is going to have to finish the job the partisans started.

Actions?
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Mariusz checked that the combat was over and then ran over to Switek and Bear, his heart and head pounding and his mouth dry with panic. He came close to the pair and said, "Anything I can do to help Boss?" He turned to the newly found american Allies and said, "My comrade is hurt, do you have a medic?"

[Private to Cap'n Rae: Mariusz will forget about the empty magazine in his concern for Bear. He'll run for the medic if needed or join a litter team.]

Bayer slings his rifle and double checks the frequency of his radio. Standing at the end of the bridge he looks over at the halted Krolowa. "Starlight, this is Sunray. Objective ist secure. Establishing defensive perimeter. Have two times wounded, one requires immediate medical attention. Require Quyen and demolitions to be ferried ashore. Over." He knew Yazzie, could hear that the bridge was secured, and assumed he was on his way.

Looking over at his two NCOs he motioned them over for some quick direction. "Ok, well done. Milk, which one is their leader? (indicating to the partisans) Call him over so he can take part in this."

Once he arrives Bayer begins sorting out the group and allocating some tasks. "I've radioed the tug for Quyen to move in and begin clearing this obstacle. We need to prepare for any kind of counter attack or harassment that may interfere with that. We'll set up two men on this side, and two on the other side. Down on the shore, this side we'll move the wounded and captured weaponry to await transfer."

"Sergeant Tucker, site yourself and Snowy into a good position with the machinegun. That bunker might be a good spot, check it out. Keep watch down the road towards Szczucin especially."

"Milk, have the wounded Pole moved to the river's edge to await transport." He looks at the Partisan's leader, "He'll have to go aboard to receive medical attention. Our doctor ist injured."

Bayer points to the opposite end of the bridge and continues speaking to the Partisan. "Can you post two of you at the other end? Our pionier is going to be rigging explosives on the bridge to clear it, and I would like the other flank to be covered."

"Anything else we should discuss?" he asks the three men.

Bayer
Bridge
G36 (20/30)
Coordinating
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Mariusz retrieved his pack and pulled out his shelter half, he went back to the German officer and said, "We can carry Bear in this, I'll help but we'll need three others. I'd offer to scout, but I took a nasty blow to the head earlier, I'm coping reasonably but I'm not competent enough to keep the bad guys off if they come calling. My name's Mariusz, Mariusz Tokarski, I fight for Brother Switek here."
He looked down at bear and frowned, he hoped they wouldn't lose yet another life for this damned bridge, the sooner the Amis blew it the better. He hunkered down to look closer at Bear's injuries.

John radios the Hauptmann..

"Hauptmann coming into your line's now. We must talk in private when i get there. I have gear for the team and I'm at 100%."


John will link up with the rest of the group and have his conversation with the Hauptmann when he is ask to come and see him. he will set up a position on the other side of the machine gun on the bridge. He will try and find some cover and concealment . He will then cover the bridge with his weapon.


John
above tasks
G3/1911

Jason shuffles through the bodies, collecting gear and searching pockets. "One of you bastards tried to take off my head," he announces as he tosses a shrapnel riddled corpse back on the pile. Strapping an AK-47 across his back, he puts a few magazines in his pockets. "I hope no one minds. I am running low on ammo."

Jason Kasparov
searching bodies for intel

Having made it back to her position, Anneka slid down behind the sandbags and rested he head for a moment.

"Cover him up and come down. We'll be close to the bridge in a few minutes so you'll need to ready the boat."
According to her records, Minh had the skill to pilot the small boats without too much difficulty and her engineering knowledge was vital for passing the damaged bridge. She, and her explosives, would be needed very soon.

"Sunray, Starlight. Have Snowy administer first aid and transport casualties to the Krolowa once Minh arrives. Request one or two others to assist with Krolowa security. Over."
Only Dawid remained unwounded aboard the tug once Minh departed. Although the three remaining crew had basic weapons skills, one of them was passed out drunk and the other two couldn't leave their positions to man weapons. If anyone was to attack them now with so much as a slingshot, they'd find it extremely difficult to repel them.
"How are we doing Dawid? What have we got left for the mortar?"
[Private to Minh Quyen: In peacetime, the minimum safe unprotected distance for explosions with metal elements in the target is 1000m. This range is obviously reduced if observers, etc are dug in and undercover and reduced further for wartime. Perhaps Minh may want to mention this if explosives are to be used on the bridge - the tug may need to be moved back along with any dismounted security.]

He checked the Vasilek's magazine and looked down in the hatch.

"We have, ah... 5 phosphor, 5 fragmentation and 10 Anti-armour rounds left."

"Not much, for sure."

Bayer nods and proposes, "If thats what you need, then ok. You can all move him down to das river's edge. After that send two sentries to the other side then ja? Or even just one I suppose, seeing how we are pretty short of manpower here. But I do want someone down there watching by the time the pionere begins rigging the explosives."

He looks at the wounded man, "Is he ahh... stabilized? Capable of moving to our boat? Or does he need additional medical attention?"

Soleblume's response comes over the radio taking his attention off the shot Pole. Bayer depresses the transmit switch and continues, "Sunray, roger. I'll send back aboard another man, with the wounded."

Looking at Tucker he says, "You can do this ja? You can handle the small boat to transfer the wounded? I'll put Yazzie on this side with Snowy. He should be here soon."

A few seconds later Yazzie voice is heard on the radio...



"Sunray, roger. Holding fire. I'm right next to the bridge.", Bayer replies and then shouts over to Snowy and whoever else is keeping watch... "Yazzie is coming in."

Quyen climbs down - "He's already covered. I'll go get ready to launch, just say 'go' once the tug is in position."

Quyen makes he way over to where the inflatable rests on the deck. The demolition kit sits nearby, her having brought up from the locker a couple hours ago. Picking up one end of the kit she slides it next to the raft and hauls it up over the edge and centers it on the the hull. Next she makes her way over and sets up the rigging that'll swing the inflatable out and over the river.

Once done she sit next to the raft and wait for the word to deploy.

Clarence overhears Konrad's adjusting of team dispositions for the operation at hand and interjects,

"Sir, if Tucker has the wounded and the boat, I can take one of the others over to cover the other end of the bridge."

If Konrad doesn't object, Clarence will approach Kasparov, who appears unwounded, introduce himself, and explain the mission.

"WO2 Clarence Milk, U.S. Army Special Forces. I was that voice on the other end of the line." he offers his hand before continuing, "It's good to finally meet ya. We need to secure the other end of the bridge so that our engineer can place the demo in peace. These guys aint goin' nowhere." he says with a wry grin, indicating the tattered Russian corpses at his feet.
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"Thats fine with me Milk. I don't really care who exactly goes where. Just as long as we've got both ends under observation."

Finalizing the plan, "Ok, so Snowy and Yazzie will cover this end, and you and a partizan can move to the other. Tucker will take the wounded back aboard."