Bayer lowers his radio and leans out of the bridge window for the machine gunners to hear him. "More fire, more fire!" he yells. "Rapid rate on the enemy support weapons!"

He then watches closely, waiting for Chopper's next barrage.
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Quyen slides around behind Dawid to get a better line of sight to her intended targets. She then fires off two more bursts at the dismounted infantry with her station's RPK-74. The mortar fires off at the same time, and she counts down the rounds remaining until she'll have to load the HEDP she placed next to the vasilek.

Quyen
Firing 2 automatic bursts
RPK-74
Mortar position
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Mariusz notices, with some degree of satisfaction, the IPAT automatic grenadier scramble for cover. He takes careful aim through his scope at the grenade launcher and squeezes off a round in an attempt to disable it, removing it from the fight for good. Nothing- the weapon doesn't so much as budge. Before he can take another crack at it, the IPAT Humvee disappears in a brilliant, white explosion, as Dawid finds his mark with his fourth 82mm white phosphorous round. Within a few seconds, the Humvee is transformed into a roman candle as its machinegun and 40mm ammunition starts to cook off in syncopated blasts.

On the companionway forward, Griet awaits a target of opportunity, her entire right side aching so badly that she scarcely notices the recoil of the PKM anymore. An IPAT infantryman on the bank ahead- nearly in line with direction in which Griet is facing- obliges her by raising his head and shoulders to fire. Griet squeezes off a single round and watches as the man's head explodes in a spray of red.

On the western shore, Chopper removes his fingers from the Mk-19's triggers, fearful that the next volley could hit the Krolowa, which is now nearly crossing his line of fire. From a distance, the tug resembles something from European Iron Age legend. She moves like an ancient but proud metal swan, slowly but resolutely past the fire-torn, smoke-enshrouded far shore.

Jason, Bones, and Tuck all add to the din, sending dozens of machinegun rounds downrange. None of them appear to register hits, but their heavy fire is not without effect. Incoming enemy fire has slackened to a trickle, its accuracy is almost non-existent, and the Krolowa is now clearing the northern end of the impromptu IPAT shore positions.

Clarence arrives at the starboard Dushka, crouching behind the gunshield and swinging the long barrel down and around to bear on the low eastern bank. The shoreline is smothered in white smoke, making target acquisition impractical. He continues scanning the shore from left to right, looking for muzzle flashes or other potential targets. Snow, meanwhile, arrives at his destination unscathed but, it soon seems, too late to contibute much more to the fight.

Anneka remains on the quarterdeck, completely unaware that Ritter is bleeding to death on the barge only a few dozen meters away.*

The devastation on shore has a shattering effect on enemy morale. All of the remaining IPAT troops are either fleeing or cowering in place, refusing to risk exposing themselves to the Krolowa's counterfire.

Actions?

OOC: Chopper, Tuck, and Snow were all NPCed for this round.

*Any PC on the tug with a clear line of sight forward will be able to see that Ritter is most likely dead, especially if they witnessed the three 40mm hits on the Zu-23-2.
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The spectacular display of firepower is lost on Jason, his intentions, his focus totally on firing on the enemy before him. As he loses sight of one target, he selects another, firing madly at the shore and those foolish enough to take a position against the fleeing tug.

Jason Kasparov
Drunk on power
Aft Dushka
firing at remaining personnel.

The immediate danger seeming to have died down, Bayer leans out of the window again and yells out, "Sergeant Tucker! Ammo / casualty report!" Even if Tuck couldn't hear him, he expected those that could would pass on the message.

*Ammo status for just the mortar is ok.

Taking a moment he radios Switek, "Buddha, Sunray. Tug has bypassed the enemy position. Recommend you withdraw now, over."

Stepping out of the bridge, Bayer does a quick inspection of the status of the team from the upper deck. "Keep watch... keep watch." Additional outposts and positions could certainly be a possibility.
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As the tug was pulling out of range of the IPAT troops on shore, Anneka altered her actions to match.
"Forget the L86, Snowy. Take over the port DShK for now please."

Although the automatic rifle was a reasonable weapon in comparison to the pistol she carried, it was a little too heavy for her to lug about in her current state.
Moving forward just far enough to yell to the bridge, she reported between more and more infrequent bursts of machinegun fire.
"All clear aft!"

The lack of casualties as well as the apparently low ammunition use suprised her. She'd always thought heavy combat like they'd expected would result in most of them wounded or dead as well as a much greater expenditure of ammo. From where she stood, it seemed they'd gotten away with barely a scratch!

"No can do Doc," shouts Snowy over the hammering weapons. "There's a man down up forward and we're not out of this yet, I gotta get up there and get him out before we hit their outposts and the shooting starts again. Where's the medic? Anyone see Davo?"

Snowy
Weather deck
M4 +6mags
Looking for Dave

"Why didn't you tell me before!?" she exclaimed in shock.
"Take over here." Her tone suggested that she would brook no arguement.
"I'll deal with it."
The wounded was her primary role after all and as Stoner, the only other qualified medic aboard, was currently engaged providing for their security...
Rushing down to the main deck, she called up her "all clear" as she passed by the bridge, moving as fast as she could. Noting that both Dawid and Minh were still unharmed, she continued forward to the only other person it could be.
[Private to GM: grabbing emergency medical kits as previously posted, etc]
Rushing towards Viktor
HP-35, 3 mags
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Thanks be to God...

The fight was winding down but not over. As far as he knew, the BTR-60 was still in the game. However, there was nothing to see in the thick white smoke wreathing the shoreline and they would soon pass too far forward to train the Vasilek on it.

"Minh, take over here. Reload with anti-armour."

"I will see what I can do for poor Ritter."

Dawid jumped off the low gun mount, grabbed his rifle and jumped over onto the barge. Once near Ritter's body, he checked him for vital signs and tried to determine if it was too late.

Tantal/BG-15 (30/1 HE)
Running onto the barge
1st Aid on Ritter
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Lowering the RPK-74 to the deck onto its bipod, Quyen moves back around Dawid to the clip of waiting 82mm HEDP. Pickup up the heavy set of mortar rounds she loads the vasilek. "Ready." she reports. Taking a quick scan of the shoreline to confirm she wasn't about to get shot, she runs forward to the ZU position.

Before she got to the large gun she could see the Pole slumped over. The fortified position was her creation, yet it housed the only casualty of the engagement. As she approached the still body she felt a sense of responsibility. Had she been able to build it higher, or something... he might still be alive.

Jumping over the sandbagged wall she crouches down... well below the low wall's top. She examines the newcommer's body.

OOC - GM please let me know the state of Victor.

Snowy nods, and looks around at the machinegunners and shouts "Link up a new belt! Clear your station for more fighting! Anyone need help, gimme a yell."

"Over here!" Jason yells to Snowy, finally releasing his hold on the weapons trigger.   "I have no clue how you reload this thing."

Stepping back, he starts to shake as the excitement of the battle leaves him. He leans against the rail, waiting for Snowy to approach.

Standing off to the side while Snowy readies the gunners and Tuckers collects the report, he notices the activity near the bow. Seeing three of the team heading to Victor he calls down, "Hear! Not three. We need the weapons manned and the shore watched. Don't need three to take care of that man." As much as the importance of preservation of his fellow team's lives, the situation was still threatening.

Bayer
G36/HK69
Upper Deck
Monitoring consolidation activities

Switek watches from the shore as the tug clears the IPAT position and continues to chug downriver at full speed.  He assesses the value of ripping off another grenade volley to cover the retreat, then reconsiders.

"Looks like they are clear," he suggests to Chopper.  "We should move."

He helps Chopper manhandle the Mk. 19 back onto the motorcycle, then climbs aboard.  He keys up the radio to advise the leadership of their impending departure.

Sunray, Buddha.
Be advised, we are bugging out.
See you in Sandomierz. Over.

The monk pats the sailor on the back and yells, "Hit it!"



[Switek]
Riverside West
RPKM + drum 7.62mmS (75/75)
Saddling up and getting the Hell out of Dodge

Snowy scurries over to the aft DShKM and pats Jason on the back. "Awesome mate, you did really well. Watch how this reloading is done, it's a bit of a pain in the backside, which is why Ivan changed these over to the big NSVs and Kords."
Snowy snaps open the slider-feed and links in a new belt, removing the old one. "We can't just thread in a new belt and attach it to the old one 'cos these are non-disintegrating belts. Well, we can as they come in ten round sections, but it's just faster to pull the old one out and connect it later."
Snowy slaps the receiver shut and lifts away the half used belt, placing the new belt in the rest and securing it. He gives the charging handle a half crank and says "Good to go. Stay crouched down until the boss gives us the all clear, we could still get greased by snipers."
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At this, Dawid noticed with surprise Minh coming over to help with Ritter instead of manning the Vasilek.

"Minh my friend, ah, why do you not take over here with Viktor and I man the Vasilek, instead?"

"Thank you!"

With that, he moved back to man the Vailek. His legs started to shake with adrenaline, and he felt strangely and irrationally exhilarated at simply being alive.

He squatted and looked down at his handcuffed friend. "Are you all right? Injured?"

82mm Vasilek (5/5 HEDP)
Coming back to man the Vasilek
Tantal/BG-15 (30/1 HE)
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As the barge moved out of the danger zone, Griet laid the PK down carefully on the deck and turned to rub her aching shoulder. She got some relief and then struggled up. She looked at Bayer and said, "Kaptain, I'll go below and assess any damage."

Mariusz climbed back down from the roof and found the Snowy, "He said, Snowy, is there anything you'd like me to do?"
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"Fuckin' A Tweeter, I'm on it" Hicks pops the clutch on the idling motorcycle and takes off, scattering a roostertail of dirt as he spins the bike around and heads out.


Riverside West
AKR/M1911A1 (150/21)
Saddling up and getting the Hell out of Dodge

Seeing that nothing was taken down by his last burst of fire, Tucker visually sweeps the shorline for any hostile targets that may attempt to fire back at the tug.  "LOOKIN' PRETTY GOOD UP HERE," he yells out to the crew.

Tucker
PK MG
Starboard PK MG scannin gshoreline for hostile targets
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Returning to the weapon, Jason offers his hand to Snowy.

"Thanks. I'm Kasparov by the way. Jason Kasparov. I don't think we met."

Dave shakes his head once to try to clear the din of battle from his ears. Setting the M240 (with maybe 50 rounds left) down, he says to Snowy and Jason: You guys got it here? If so, I'm going forward and check for wounded.

He moves forward along the starboard side where all the firing was coming from, giving every one he sees a quick Hey, you alright? At the front of the companionway, he sees Anneka working on the shattered Victor, and rushes in that direction to assist her.

Dave
AK-74, 6 loaded mags,slung across back
BG-15, 3 HE, 1 IllUM
headed toward barge to assist wounded Viktor

Quyen realizes the barge is becoming too populated and pulls back as instructed by Konrad. Returning to the mortar she calls up to him, "Hauptmann! I didn't get a chance to check the Pole... the doctor and Stoner are. But the zoo gun looks damaged."

Quyen then looks at Dawid, "We're almost outta ammo. Maybe we should set up the AGS for primary use here... and keep the mortar for armoured vehicles only."

Snowy grins and shakes Jason's hand with his tactical gloved hand. "Cheers. I'm Snowy, the absolute bottom of the food chain around here, not that that matters a whole lot. I think we'll be coming up on their outposts soon and the limits of their territory. If it's as heavily contested as I've heard suggested, we may be in for a rough time."



"No worries mate," says Snowy, "I'll take over your cannon."

Bayer waves his hand at Quyen regarding the ZU-23, "Understood." He then goes about the upper deck and speaks to the team, "Listen here. Next contact we have with the enemy, they'll probably be the ones shooting first this time. The fellows we just left behind will surely warn their outter defenses of our approach. Man your stations and stay low."