Mariusz noded at Mihn's comment and flexed the fingers of his right hand. It was cold and he disliked lying in the snow, but he'd been through worse. This too would pass, although it probably wouldn't for some of the poor men of the patrol should they walk into the ambush.

Griet took the NVGs and started to scan the area where the patrol had gone to ground. If she found any evidence of their position, she would designate the area with the laser. She shivered slightly, hoping everything would turn out OK.

Clarence watches through his NVG's as the enemy patrol halts and sends a pair of scouts toward the footbrige. He breathes in on a four count, then exhales on another, trying to keep his heart rate in the ideal range for facing a crisis situation- the very definition of any kind of combat.

At four hundred meters or so, it's unlikely that the patrol will be able to make out what language he's speaking over the racket generated by the Krolowa's engines so Clarence risks a few seconds to coordinate with those nearby.

"Jason, you hear me man? Port side SITREP? We got bad guys on this side. If I gotta call fire for the mortar, I want you to come over here and take over this gun.*" Clarence knew that he would not be able to both shoot the HMG and adjust fire for the mortar/AGS simultaneously and do any real good with either.

Dawid and Griet probably overheard the exchange with Kasparov, but he calls down anyway, not leaving anything to chance,

"I'm ready to adjust fire. HE, OK? Bad guys are at about 1-o'clock, distance about X** meters."

*Starboad Dushka HMG
**See the OOC bonus XP challenge
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Bayer watches and toggles his radio, "Tuck, Sunray. Tell McCoy to wait until they are all across. Over."

Jason gives Milk a thumbs-up.  "Portside clear.  Roger on moving to starboard in event of mortar action."
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Sam looks at tucker and winks.
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"Roger that Sunray. Out"  Tucker signals by hand to McCoy on Bayer's last transmission.

Hearing Konrad's whispered radio message to the other members of the ambush team, Anneka picks up the intercom and relays the message throughout the tug. She knew enough not to ask for more information when contact is iminent - Konrad would tell them more if he felt it necessary.
"All weapons, hold until ambush intiated," she added, giving the river one more scan for potential snags before turning her attention, and the AGS's barrel towards the known threat.
"Sanjay, you ok there? The machinegun might be your best choice at the moment," she said, nodding at the British LSW.

Ice Cube

Stoner stays put, high up on the bank, watching the small boat pulled up on the mud below. Five minutes have passed since the spotlight switched off and he takes stock of his physical condition. He's still shivering, pretty badly at that, but he can still manipulate his extremities. His breathing and pulse are still within normal ranges (for a fairly well conditioned SEAL)- also a good sign. He feels kind of groggy, though, and he's having trouble staying focussed. What was the name of that pretty little brunette senior year of high school...

His muddled introspection is interupted as, just a few meters away, three men stumble and slide down the bank towards the boat. Fortunately for Stoner, the men don't bother to look behind them, towards the underside of the bridge. The trio arrives by the riverside and remove a tarp from the dingy's bottom, tossing it carelessly on the muddy bank. One of the men tries to start a small outboard motor while his companions load a PKM and a can of ammo on board. The man's persistent yanking at the motor's starter cord yields nothing but a stream of Polish curses. He gives up and grabs and oar, handing the other to one of his companions. The machine gunner shoves off and hops in, crawling over the others to man his weapon at the bow. The bobbing dingy moves off slowly, the two rowers swearing steadily as they strain against the strong current. Above Stoner's head, men shout and laugh at their unhappy boat-bound comrades.

Black Ants

The two enemy scouts take turns crossing the narrow foot bridge before advancing towards McCoy and Tucker, apparently unawares of their presence. As the two hostiles approach, those with night vision devices can see that the pair are similarly equiped. At about 50 meters, the scouts pause and one of the men turns to signal the rest of the patrol to follow. The other continues scanning to his front and flanks through the twin cylinders of his second generation NVGs. Suddenly, with a curt shout (Russian, it sounds like), he raises his rifle to his shoulder and draws down on McCoy.

Actions?

Please attach combat tags to all posts from here on out. Also, make sure to change the subject line of your IC posts to reflect your PC's physical position. Thanks.
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Bayer fires his grenade launcher at the center of the group behind the bridge. He hoped they'd have a better chance to hit them, but on with the show. He did say in his briefing to fire if this situation occurred - so he didn't bother to give the order, his own fire would confirm it anyways. Regardless, he was pissed they didn't get across the bridge and all into the machinegun's elongated beaten zone.

He planned on next getting onto the radio, but figured the tug was aware of the situation. Bayer hoped Stoner could hear the ambush and would be successful.

Bayer
G36/HK69 (HE)
Firing 40mm HE at center of enemy behind the bridge.
MG Det.

From the prone with a supported rifle position, Sam double-taps the enemy to his front. Sam has him in his sights and is also ready. He smiles inside knowing fate of enemy.



Sam
double-tap
M25 silenced
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The enemy crossing the bridge is already in Quyen's sights. She squeezes the trigger slightly in anticipation when the scout yells out the warning to his comrades. A half second after Bayer fires his grenade launcher to confirm the ambush, she fires three single shots. "Mariusz." she says loudly.

Minh Quyen
AK74 (28 rounds)
Firing one aimed shot and then two quick shots at the scout who isn't yelling
Ambush group (MG)
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Dave hears the firing going on and thinks Finally. He low crawls towards the tank, keeping the bulky machine between himself and the bridge.

His intents are to quietly crawl up, place both of the satchel charges between the turret and hull, ignite the fuse, and run like hell to the river. If he's spotted, he plans on firing one of the charges and throwing it under the tank, maybe backing it up with an AT grenade.

Stoner
MP-5, silenced, 1 magazine
bayonet
2 AT grenades
2 homemade satchel charges

Well, Mariusz thought as the firing started, it wasn't the perfect position, but then, he'd never seen a perfect ambush. He adjusted his position slightly to reflect the movement of the group of troops he'd been tracking and levelled the muzzle at about knee height before pulling the trigger on full auto, as the gun slammed into his shoulder so swiftly it felt like one huge kick from a giant donkey. He fought to control the fire as best he could, moving the muzzle to spread the love.

Mariusz firing on full auto at the main body of the patrol
M240 355/355
M1911 7/7 2 spare mags
2 grenades handy

Griet frowned as the night errupted into a cacophony of noise punctuated by flashes of light and strobing stabs of gunfire. She lay the laser rangefinder on the flash she'd seen that looked like a grenade landing, she hoped it was from their side, "Range to contact reads at 420 meters, Dawid, whats should we do. Milk, do you have orders for us?" she called.

Griet: Operating laser rangefinder
P-64 7/7 2 spare mags
Tantal 30/30 5 spare mags

Tensing at the sound of the ambush opening up, Jason continues his visual sweep of the river, swinging the big machinegun fore and aft as he does so.  He is ready to move to the starboard side if needed, but for now maintains his watch through the NVG on his head.


Jason Kasparov
Port DShK
AK-74 (slung) [30/30]
Keeping watch up and
down river along portside

Damnit!

Clarence watches, dismayed, as the ambush is triggered early. He's sure his teammates had good reason to open fire before the enemy were across the footbridge, but it still presented a more unfavorabel tactical situation.



Clarence shouts down,

"Give 'em one round of HE! 45 degrees from forward, confirm range 420 meters! Kasparov, get over here now!"

He shifts to the starboard, forward PKM where he can both direct the mortar and still take the enemy under direct fire when and if the opportunity arrises.


Clarence Milk
AK-74 (30/30)
Shifting to PKM and preparing to adjust mortar fire
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Locking the DShK in place, Jason shouts, "ON MY WAY!"  He then dashes forward around the deckhouse, heading for the DShK mount on the starboard side.  As he passes by the forward MG positions, he says, "Coming through!" and continues around, skidding a little on the deck.  He runs back to the 12.7mm gun on this side, checks the action, and releases the lock, swiveling the gun toward the firefight on shore.  "Guns ready to starboard!" he calls.

Jason K.
Starboard Dushka
(or on the way there)
AK-74 (slung) [30/30]
Getting ready to aim/open fire
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In reply to Sam McCoy (msg #170):

Tucker watches the beginning of the action start to unfold before him and McCoy as he hears the shout of one of the troops by the bridge point and shout something and McCoy double tap him with his own rifle.  He slides his hands up to where the grenade launcher is mounted on his rifle and fires a HE round at the center of the walking troops.

Tucker
M-16A2 [27/30]/M-203 [HE]
Firing HE round at center of troops by bridge

Black Ants

The lead scout's shouted warning is his last word. He doesn't even get the chance to squeeze off a single shot. His central nervous system shuts down immediately as two 7.62mm bullets tear through his brain lengthwise. The NVGs fly off of his face in pieces and his body drops backwards into the freshly trodden snow.

A second later, Konrad's 40mm grenade detonates amidst the main body of the enemy patrol in a spray of sparks. Choked screams confirm that it has caused casualties.

Tucker bloops another 40mm at the main body, missing a little long and a little to the right. It's still possible, however, that some of its fragments have struck home.

Minh squeezes off a carefully aimed shot, followed by two more in quick succession. Her target, the second of the two scouts, is still on his knees.  Tipped off by her muzzle flash, he rotates his torso and raises his rifle  in one smooth motion, pointing it directly at her.

Mariusz pulls the trigger of the M240 and sends a long burst (50 rounds) caroming wildly through the enemy's main body. Tracers ricochet skyward from short rounds while others sail well high. As much as he tries to control it, the recoil from the big weapon is just too much for the relatively slight young man to handle.

The Ice Queen

Jason moves quickly to take over Milk's heavy machine gun while the Green Beret shifts to the PKM. Dawid [NPCed] adjusts the barrel of the Vasilek to the bearing and range indicated by Griet and Clarence.

On the barge, Anneka happens to swing her image intensifier upstream just in time to catch sight of a small boat, about 1000m directly off of the Krolowa's bow.

The Ice Cube

At the sound of heavy fire from upriver, most of the on-duty garrison troops race to the south side of the bridge, hoping to catch a glimpse of the action. Others spill out of their tents under the trees to the east, racing to join the gawkers. The T-55's turret is already oriented towards the river to the south, its commander standing erect in the turret hatch, manning the KPV machine gun.

No one seems to spot the half naked, grease streaked SEAL (Gollum anyone?) crawling up from under the north side of the bridge embankment towards the tank. Adrenaline temporarily overcoming the early symptoms of hypothermia, he rises to his feet, shoves Minh's jury-rigged AT charge into the gap between the turret and the chasis, and pulls the fuze igniter.

Actions?
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Not for the first time, Jason wishes he were at the controls of a Blackhawk, buzzing the enemy patrol as his doorgunners blazed away.  Of course, this was not to be.  Instead, he was responsible for the blazing.  Pointing the big Russian gun at the group of "ants" north of the footbridge, he squeezes the triggers, loosing 2 five-round bursts at the soldiers.  This seems to be getting easier as he becomes more accustomed to the thumping of the heavy machinegun.

OOC:  Yay! for adding skill in Autogun...

Jason K.
Starboard Dushka
Firing same

McCoy shifts fire to the second lead scout and fires two quick rounds at him to cover the slight Asian girl that had been nice to him.

Sam
attempting double tap
M25
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Dave rises slowly from his crouch and emplaces the satchel charge  and sinks back down prone beside the tank. One thousand, two thousand, I think Minh said 20 second fuse, he thinks. He looks at the second charge, Fuck it, I ain't getting paid to bring this shit back. He gently slides the second charge underneath the tank, reaching past the tracks to get it in as far as he can, then pulls the fuse igniter. Seven thousand, eight thousand, Jesus I hope I didn't lose the count.

He starts easing back toward the river keeping the tritium sights of his silenced MP-5 aimed at the tank commander sticking up out of the hatch.

Stoner
placing charge, reatreat!
MP-5, silenced, 1 magazine
bayonet
2 AT grenades

Bayer toggles his radio, "Starlight, Sunray. Phase three initiated. Contact! Reference foot bridge... one reinforced rifle section. Am engaging. Over." He nearly screams to ensure his voice is carried over Mariusz's chattering into the radio. As he communicates, he studies the kill zone for an assessment of their initial fire.

Konrad Bayer
G36/HK69 (unloaded)
Black Ants MG Det
Radio Comms / Assessing Enemy

He took back the NVGs, once Griet was done with them. "Sorry, I did not mean to ignore you, Griet. Cover your ears, firing Fragmentation!"

After aiming, he pulled the lanyard to fire an 82mm HE shell at the end of the column. He hoped this would be far enough away to avoid friendly casualties, and was the reason he had been concentrating so hard while aiming.


82mm Vasilek (5/5HE, 5HE + 5 HEDP)
Firing 1 round indirect
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