Seeing no threats at the moment, Dawid reloaded the Vasilek's magazine with a few rounds of 82mm HE.

He still manned the Vasilek but lit a cigarette, offering one to the surviving ORMO.

82mm Vasilek (5/5 HE)
On Overwatch (Aiming for Opportunity Fire)
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Tucker emerges from the hovercraqft and secures his pistol back into its holster on his MOLLE gear.  "Negative on weapons and ammo Konrad.  They picked it clean before we came back.  Looks like we did a number on 'em though with our own weapons if that's any conselation?"

When all are ready, Tucker follows back to their pick-up point.
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Bayer nods an acknowledgment, "Thanks Tuck."



He then depresses the transmit but a moment after, "Hovercraft located. Out of action and Sando preparing to destroy it. Confirm your last... cannot immediately tow? Over."

Mariusz agreed with Bayer's assessment that there was little use waiting to be burned if the Tug couldn't get in close enough to tow the bloody think. As he was about to get ready to leave, an idea hit him, a memory from before the war, "Kaptain," he said to Bayer, "when I was in school, a hovercraft from the Naval Infantry came to our Gymnasium on a propoganda mission. The marine said that the skirts of the hovercraft were made of a substance similar to what the Americans used for body armour. They are bolted on but if we are quick, would it be possible to take some of it back to the tug boat? It might be useful to armour the sick bay or weapons store."

As the ground team hesitates to leave the shelter of the warehouse for the cold rain pouring down off of its eaves, another Sando-ORMO man enters through the doors at the other end of the building. They probably wouldn't have noticed him but for the manner of his entrance. The militia squad leader attempts to speak to him but he literally brushes the man aside, the newcomer's well-built 6'2" frame nearly knocking the other to the ground. The newcomer wears West German fatigue trousers and an East German fatigue blouse topped by an ubiquitous black watch cap and carries a suppressed rifle of Western make.

Ignoring the protestations of the ORMO leader, the tall man strides past the hovercraft purposefully, stopping at arms length from Konrad and the others. In lightly accented American English (Stoner and Chopper recognize it as a back-country variation of "Old South"), he addresses the group,

"Master Sergeant Sam McCoy, OD-11, United States Special Forces. Up until about an hour ago, I was working with the Sandomierz 'militia'. Those dumb shits can't tell their elbows from their assholes and their little rampage in town just now was unexcusable. I just tendered my resignation. Since you guys seem to be the nearest NATO unit, I'm hereby reporting for duty."

OOC: Welcome back Law. You're now back in play. I hope I did your new PC justice.

Roger that, Starlight. Will advise actual. Standby.

Lowering the handset, Milk turns and shouts to Anneka,

"Major, they've found the IPAT hovercraft but it's outta action and the ORMO are gonna to destroy it unless we can tow it out right now. You'd better get back here and talk to him."

After a few minutes of sitting on top of one of the barrels of fuel, Quyen gets down and carefully makes her way back to the boobytrap. She will inspect it without toughing the device.

OOC - Quyen will use 'Combat Engineer' to determine the difficulty it will be to disarm (aided by the eng demo kit).

Bayer nods in an understanding manor regarding the man's frustration. The attack had seemed to turn to mob action, the town was being needlessly razed, and the militia were generally unprofessional. "Hauptmann Bayer, German Army... these are my companions Sergeant Tucker, Stoner and Tokarski." he says.

The news of the casualties aboard the Krolowa and the need for more manpower is still fresh... however, so is the news of hearing of a betrayal among a recently recruited addition to the team. He thinks for moment, studying the American, then says, "We are in need of more men ja. Men who can operate heavy weapons and the common duties of soldiers. You can do this I am sure?"

Bayer adds, "So... yes, if by what you ask - is to join our unit. However, I am under the command of a non-military employer and cannot make such decisions alone. He is aboard our ship. Permanent changes to the unit roster are to be finalized with him. He is aware of our manpower issue... so I am sure he will agree. I will support your request."

He glances over at his companions for their reaction to McCoy's request. They hadn't yet been told of the betrayal by the last recruit. "Let's go to the riverside. I radioed the tug for pickup... they will be waiting." At the riverside, he planned on telling them the news of the fallen and those responsible.
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"Sunray, wait one," she called back her message for Milk to relay.
The sight of Jason returning alone both heartened and concerned her. Obviously there was a problem over on the dredge, but why had the pilot returned?

"How long to disarm?" she asked Jason after his short briefing of the situation. Just taking most of the fuel and leaving the two barrels holding the switch wasn't going to be an option. A live explosive underneath roughly four hundred litres of fuel was a disaster just waiting to happen.

Without waiting for a reply, she called once more to Milk, "Tell Sunray we may be able to assist in approximately ten minutes."
But on the other hand, they could need ten hours and a couple of bodybags....

At the metallic clatter of Mariusz plunking down a box of scrounged tools on the concrete floor, Konrad turns his face away from McCoy and sees the Sando-ORMO splashing some sort of accelerant (probably methanol) around the interior of the warehouse. The leader, thermite grenade in hand, stands poised to ignite the building and the tarnished prize it contains.

Konrad's radio crackles to life,

"Sunray, I believe the major wants to take the skimmer. She says we can assist in 10 minutes. OVER.

Meanwhile, on the barge, Minh gives the pressure release trigger a closer look. It's a rather simple device and it will probably take no more than a few minutes to disarm. It's really just a matter of cutting the wires bewteen the trigger and the detonator. The IPAT were probably counting on potential fuel thieves being careless and neglecting to inspect the liquid gold mine for traps. She rises to her knees atop the barrels and points to her left wrist before holding up both hands with fingers spread, signalling "This will take ten minutes." If she's successful, however, loading the salvaged fuel aboard the tug will take considerably longer.

[Private to Minh Quyen: In Minh's estimation, based on her skill level, she believes the task of deactivating the trap to be of "average" difficulty(according to the v2.2 rules). It's your call. I will roll the dice if you decide to risk it.]

With only what amounts to basic sentry duty to occupy them, Dawid and Griet shiver with cold, every inch of them soaking wet. Dawid has only his soggy, slow-burning cigarette to distract him from his misery. Although not quite as miserable (yet), Milk too is getting wet, cursing the unpatched awning overhead.

Actions?

Tucker smile a little and extends his hand to shake the Special Forces Trooper.  "Robert Tucker.  Most everyone just calls me Tuck.  Nice ta meet ya Sarge!"

Tucker stands by to see what Konrad wants to do before the militia begins to torch the warehouse.

"Hey Sam, I'm Dave", he says with a smile and a nod. His smile grows even larger as he remarks "Special Forces? I've seen uglier Girl Scouts, but damned if you're not the biggest."

He looks over at the Sando ORMO guy and commands "You there! Stop! We'll take care of this building when we're finished." If the man looks or acts like he doesn't understand, Dave will politely ask Mariusz to translate.

"Hey Thanks for the invite Captain .I have been having a hard time of as late. I was with these guys for most of the summer and then went over to the Sando-ORMO after the major here went fucking crazy. I will be able too talk more but there is nothing stopping these dumb shits there burning, raping and killing all and we are too small to stop it. But, there is a prize outside: about 25 to 30; 55 gallon drums of high grade gas....!! And these dumbasses dont know it's here. But, we have to get moving before they find it. Also, the major did not put up much fight here- he's coming back and he's fucking crazy and he will kill all these guys and hang them from lamp posts. He must have been gone raiding because we did not hit much here."


"Hey thanks Dave and Sarge, hope to help.. but we need to get the fuck out of here if we dont want to fry."



Sam
M25
Talking
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Grinning broadly that her estimation had been correct, Anneka signaled back confirmation she'd received Minh's message.
"Milk, please inform Adam that the river should be clear in approximately ten minutes. We will then proceed to the Hauptmans position and take the hovercraft under tow."

"Kasparov," she yelled down to the pilot. "Gather what equipment you'll need and head back to Minh. Once the trap has been dealt with, rig the barrels for loading directly onto the tug. We'll head upstream, take the hovercraft under tow and come back for you."

Hopefully recovering the hovercraft would be completed fairly quickly so the need to operate under lights while loading barrels would be minimised.

"Did you hear that Clarence? Please pass it on through the intercom."
"Better tell Sunray it's more likely to be 15 to 20 minutes."
Ten minutes to disarm and then another 5 to 10 minutes to head upstream to their location. Time which while limited, would be filled with preparations.

"Oh, one more thing. It might be best to disembark the ORMO reps when we reach the hovercraft. Let them rejoin their units before they see how much, or even what's in the barrels."
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Cold and wet starting to get to him, Dawid sighed and shivered. He took off his verst, pulled on his sweater and his heavier jacket.

Bayer acknowledges Milk's relayed message of a 10 minute wait. Then stepping forward he says aloud in English, "Here. We are almost finished. Give my NCO the grenade and I'll ensure the building is destroyed. We need a couple more minutes, you can head out and consider the job here done." He looks over his shoulder and flicks his hand to gesture Mariusz to translate.

Bayer's head lifts up at the mention of the fuel. "Gas?" he asks, "Real gasoline? Where?" After listening to its location, he jabs his thumb against the radio transmit button, "Starlight, Sunray. Benzinkraftstoff ist hier... auf einem Lastkahn*. Need you to advance to secure." In German, as Anneka was fluent.

*Gasoline fuel is here... on a barge.

OOC - Further action regarding the hovercraft will be dependent on the response of the Militia.
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Mariusz nodded in acknowledgement of Bayer's order and said, "My Kaptain asks you to give the grenade to our NCO. We will burn the place when we finish here."

Griet remained patiently at her position. She scanned the shoreline hoping not to find any snipers or returning IPAT troopers.

Unable to mask his frustration with playing go-between, Clarence curtly replies,

"Yes major."

With that, Milk dutifully relays Anneka's instructions to both the bridge/Vasilek gun-tub and the shore party.
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"I'm not doing shit right now do you need me to do anything??? Capt,?"


Sam
M25
Talking

When Jason returns on the inflatable (with or without the demo kit?), she meets him on the edge of the barge. After securing a line to fasten the two craft together, she says to the him, "What is the word from the tug?"
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Realising that there's be a lot more radio messages for her to respond to, Anneka headed back to the communications hub that was the aft DShK position.
"Better swap positions with me for a bit," she said to Milk, acknowledging the mans eariler wisdom.

"Sunray, this is Starlight," she called over the radio once the swap was complete.
"Tug is delayed approximately ten minutes due to incendiary charge located on dredge barge."
"Can you confirm hovercraft is in your possession, over."

Overhearing this, Dave tells Konrad "I know a little bit about explosives. You think I should go help?"

Tucker's expression changes when he hears the mention of gasoline.  "How much gas we talkin' about here?" he asks to Konrad

[NPCed]

Jason carefully climbs aboard the dredge and hands Minh the demo kit and a 1km short range radio.

"The major says she wants you to disarm the explosives. She says it's safer than leaving it there and unloading the other barrels- if we accidently bump something with the charge still live... boom!"

He pauses for a moment before reaching out and putting his hand on Minh's shoulder, his face etched with concern.

"You cool with this?"
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