Stoner breaks cover to begin the flanking manouver and instantly becomes the focal point of considerable enemy attention. He makes it about four or five strides before dropping like a sack of hammers, landing heavily on his face, buttocks sticking up in the air. There he remains, awkwardly splayed out on the ground, utterly motionless.

Minh snaps a trio of shots in the direction of the nearest muzzle flash and then rises to follow Stoner. As he goes down, Minh feels a sharp jolt in her left arm. She know's instantly that she'd been hit.

Sam quickly finds a target and squeezes off two aimed shots. The first produces no visible result while the second ploys up a furrow of dirt directly in front of his target.

Tucker, meanwhile, looses a 40mm grenade at the left side of the enemy firing line (from his perspective). His round detonates on the edge of the stream, just to the left of the enemy's automatic rifle/MG, silencing it, at least for the time being.

On board the tug, the team does its best to quickly assess the situation and react appropriately.

Dawid rushes to the Mk-19 and swings its barrel towards the shore. It's difficult shot, considering the elavation of the tug relative to the shore where the enemy is located but he confidently takes it, lining it up quickly and pulling the twin butterfly triggers on the stocky AGL. The first round flies out of its muzzle and rushes towards the center of the enemy line. The second round in the intended burst never comes. Despite Dawid's fingers continuing firmly to depress the triggers, the weapon refuses to cycle, announcing its decision with a metalic CLACK.

Those observing the enemy see the first grenade detonate squarely atop the center-most enemy's head, instantly vaporizing it and throwing up a curtain of red which shimmers for a few seconds in the fleeing sun's last, low-angled beams.

Enemy fire from the center of the enemy's diminishes substantially, although flashes from either side indicate that the enemy hasn't quite yet lost itshis fight.

All is quiet aft and on the tug's starboard side.

Actions?

McCoy will continue to double-tap targets going from the left side to the right, supporting Tuckers HE rounds and making it a combined arms fight.

McCoy
Shooting
M25
left to right
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Dave is going to lay in the dirt and bleed.

Dave
bleeding
AK-74, 5 loaded magazines
BG-15, 6 HE, 1 illum
Aid bag

From her higher vantage point, Anneka glanced down at Dawid after the second round failed to fire to see him frantically attempting to clear the misfired round. Confident in his ability to rectify the problem, but instantly acknowledging that those on shore needed instant support, she yelled as loudly as she could and hoped that she could be heard.

"MARIUSZ! HE! RAPID FIRE!"

If the AGS failed to fire in the next few moments, she could only hope that Adam or somebody else relayed her instructions by intercom...

Yelling to the bunker
Not firing PKM due to range and others with much better skill/angle of shot
PKM + half avail ammo
HP-35 + 3 mags

Tucker shifts his body back into whatever cover he has and opens the tube of his M-203 and lets the empty 40mm casing drop out to the damp ground.  "RELOADING," he yells out to McCoy as he reaches into his MOLLE vest for another HE grenade and places it into the launcher, shutting the breach.

Tucker
M-16A2 [27/30]/M-203 [HE] (Reloading!)
Reloading M-203 with HE round

Mariusz had marked the fall of Dawid's grenade and had aimed just to the left of it's strike. Gently he rolled the trigger to fire off the single round he'd aimed at the enemy and then fired a second round quickly after the first before loosing off the last five rounds in the barrel at the enemy.

Mariusz
AGS 7/29 (2x29)
Aimed shot, quick shot and one five round burst.
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Ah, Bugger me, he thought.

Saying a silent prayer, Dawid calmly performed the universal immediate action for clearing an ammunition stoppage. If it worked, then he would resume firing, hosing down the target.

He pulled the charging handle. "Mariusz, just fire the fucking thing, boy!"


Bow Weapons Position
40mm Mk.19 AGL (49/50)
Immediate action to clear while speaking, then 3x5-round bursts on the target area (left-centre-right)

Selecting a group of two or more muzzle flashes close together, Bayer launches a 40mm HE round. Its been a while since he's actually had to use it. At the moment, he's decided on firing rather than his usual observing and indicating - the target was obvious, and the need for prompt action clear. Nevertheless, without looking at the DSHK gunner next to him he says over the gunfire, "Rapid fire, rapid  fire."

OOC - He's asking for 4 or 5 bursts from the gun.

Bayer
G36/HK69 (20/30 0/1)
Firing HE at grouped enemy
Lying on deck next to DSHK (or behind suitable cover)
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Still standing (and running), Quyen winces under the pain, and her eyes water. Not waiting for a second bullet, she drops down where she is, and rolls over to the side. With any seconds she has to spare she will inspect her wound and determine any limitations she'll have. As she checks the damage she says over the popping of gunfire, "Stoner? You ok man?"

Quyen
Prone near Stoner
Taking cover / inspecting wound
AK74 (25 rounds)
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From his emplacement Jan scans the far shore with his binoculars. So far all the activity has been on the otherside of the ship but that doesn't mean someone isn't on this side as well. Keeping a watch on the bank he has to trust the rest of the crew to handle the fight on the port side.


Jan Cerny
Starbord DshK
Keeping watch for targets and activity

Clarence fights the urge to "ball watch" and face toward the obvious action off to his right. Instead, he focuses on performing the job of tail-gunner, diligently scanning the Krolowa's rear defensive arc, mindful that a river-borne reaction team from Annapol may possibly be on its way to crash the party. He hopes that those in a better position to support the team on shore are pouring it on.

Clarence Milk
AK-74/BG-15 (1/30; 1/1)
Aft Dushka
Tail end Charlie

Minh looks at her arm. Just below her left elbow, the sleeve of her BDU is stained dark with sticky blood. She can still move her arm and her hand seems to be working fine as well. Satisfied that the wound is not too serious, she looks to Stoner, splayed out on the ground just a couple of meters away. He doesn't respond at all to the sound of her voice but she thinks that she can make out the rise and fall of his back. He's still breathing, but it appears that he's unconscious.

Mariusz hefts the AGS up onto the port-side lip of the barge bunker's firing aperture and sets its sights on the winking muzzle flashes of the enemy ambush, 300m distant. Taking careful aim, he fires once and is gratified to see the 30mm grenade detonate on target. His second shot is a little long so he adjusts his aim just a bit and lays a five round burst on the enemy position, which subsequently errupts in a miniature firestorm of flash, sparks, and smoke.

Cursing his target's miraculous luck, McCoy steadies the man's head and shoulders in his sight and snaps off two more rounds. Through the shaking scope, it doesn't look like he's registered a hit- no pink mist or spinning helmet- but the target disappears from sight nonetheless.

Konrad, behind the waist-high sandbagged wall on the port-side companionway, sends another 40mm grenade hurtling into the fray. It explodes on target with a satisfying CRUMP, adding to the carnage created by Mariusz's 30mm grenade burst just a couple of seconds earlier.

Dawid works the Mk-19's charging handle a few times and finally succeeds in dislodging the jammed 40mm grenade. By that time, however, the enemy fire has all but ceased. It appears that the survivors of the overwhelming counter-fire of the Krolowa's security team are pulling back in disorder, heading toward the stream bed and retreating headlong, every man for himself.

Actions?
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Griet looked over at Bayer, at that range her gun would have been more likely to have hit her own side than the enemy, she desperately wanted to go down to recieve the wounded, but knew that breaking from her post without permission was stupid, "Kaptain Bayer," she asked, "permission to leave my post and be ready to recieve the wounded, or should I take Major Soleblume's position to free her up?"
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Mariusz looked at the gun in a puzzled manner, he'd hit nothing for ages and this time he'd become the Angel of Death. Quickly he began to reload the wonderful machine whilst noting to Kasparov, "Brother Switek said "it's nearly as good to be lucky as skilled" now I know what he means. I hope I can find a church to light a candle to him soon."

Noting Mariusz's success out of the corner of his eye, Jason says, "Good shooting, Młodszy brat."  Continuing to scan forward and along the starboard side, he replies, "It's even better to be both lucky and skilled.  We should be able to find a church soon, Mariusz.  Then we can bury the dead and you can light your candle.  I just hope we do not have more dead to bury."  To himself, he thinks, especially not Minh.  I don't know what I would do if she were to die before I could even tell her how I feel.  Not that I deserve the chance.  He then goes quiet again, continuing his scan while lost in his thoughts.

Sam will shoot the enemy in the back as they run, using the scoped rifle to its max range and taking well aimed shots.

Sam
killing
M25
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Anneka had seen both Stoner and Minh hit by enemy fire, but there had been little she could do at the time. Now that teh enemy were on the run however.....
"Griet, you're with me."
She'd quickly assessed who aboard could best be spared from their current duties - only herself and Griet had really been an option to both get to shore and treat the injured.
"You arrange transport while I grab my medical bag."

Griet nodded and ran to the side of the barge, she released the liferaft over the side and tied it off before dropping a rope ladder down to it, she called up to Bayer, "Kaptain, could you send someone down to cast us off when we're ready?"

Griet scrambled down the ladder and settled herself in the raft. She pulled out two of the paddles and waited for the Major.

Feeling confident of the return fire from the Krolowa, Tucker pops up and brings his weapons sights up on one of the fleeing ambushers and fires a three-round burst into the back of one of them.  He figures much better than wasting a grenade on the fleeing aggressors.

Tucker
M-16A2 [27/30]/M-203 [HE]
Firing a three-round burst at fleeing ambusher

"You speak the truth, brother," Mariusz said, "I want to see Brother Switek laid decently to rest, but so far it's been too dangerous. Strangely enough, we're just twenty kilometers away from brother Switek's almost perfect resting place, before we pulled you out of your helicopter, we overwintered in a town called Zwolen, on the Radom road. Brother Switek loved the Church there and the priest was an old seminnary friend of his. Part of the graveyard holds several of our comrades, he'd be among friends there."

Mariusz smiled at the memories, "There was a farm just outside the town that sheltered us, good people, good land. And Maria, their daughter, brother, I can't describe her, you'd have to see her to bask in her beauty. She was a firebrand though, remember the small nick just below Bear's left eye? She gave him that for kicking the family dog, I've never seen anyone so quick with a knife...Still, we're on the river, and twenty kilometers is a long way to carry two dead men."

Medical bag thrown over one shoulder and Uzi slung across the other, Anneka searched quickly for a stretcher, or at least a couple of strong poles and something to place between then.
Equipment obtained, she headed for the boat, mentally preparing herself for the paddling to come....

In reply to Mariusz Tokarski (msg #53):

Lost in his reverie and concentration on keeping watch, Jason barely hears Mariusz speaking.  His only response is a few "Hmmm"s and "Mm-hmm"s at the appropriate places.

Quyen decides not to get up and move on the flanking again. Staying in the prone she fires 3 shots at any visible enemy. There is little she can do for Stoner at this point anyways, she figures. And while the enemy seem to be in disarray, she considers them still a threat.

Quyen
AK74 (22 Rounds)
Firing 3 quick shots
Shore Party

"Go." he says simply.

Standing up, he walks quickly over to Jan, who is watching the other side. "Jan, switch over to the other DSHK. Good to watch out backs, but the gun here is vacant, and Milk is on the aft gun."

He slides open his grenade launcher and lets the empty casing fall to the deck.

Mariusz paused to look at his companion quizzically, "Jason, is everything alright?"