"No, it's not us, " Jason calls back sarcastically.  "Who the hell else would be whistling 'Anchors fuckin' Aweigh', Squid?  Come on, let's get your shit loaded up and boogie outta here."

Jason heads back to the Honker and brings it forward to meet the bikes and trike.  Stopping the truck again, he says to the two prisoners, "Wychodzą."

"Stoppage." Quyen says calmly and quietly (but loud enough for Milk to hear). Removing the magazine she works the action to remove any extra casings that didn't get ejected properly. The ZU's massive firing signature surprises her and she ducks a little instinctively but continues rectifying the problem. Once the jam has been cleared, she'll replace the magazine, ready the rifle, and prepare to fire again.

Quyen
RPK74 (27/40)
Next to Milk
Clearing stoppage

Griet was horribly concious of the fact that she didn't know exactly how much ammunition the Zoo had, she swivelled the mount slightly and aimed again. The building was going nowhere and if the troops in it evacuated before she fired again, that was to the good to as far as she could see.

Griet
Zoo-2 32/32
Aimed fire at the same building

Mariusz continued to cover the two Polish prisoners. he hoped this would be over soon as the longer they stayed there, the more chance there was that they'd get caught.

Having lost two of their own in short order, and clearly outgunned and outfought by the intruders, the garrison troops occupying the buildings to the east appear to be losing their stomach for a serious fight. They continue to fire sporadically, using a laughable single shot version of the "spray and pray" method, but it seems more of a gesture than anything else.

In the mortar pit, Minh quickly clears the jam, and quietly says, "Ready."

Dawid waits for the voice at the other end to respond to his demands. There is a long pause before the voice returns, acquiescing with some reluctance.

"Fifteen minutes. You have fifteen minutes to depart from here. I will order my men to cease fire but if you attempt to enter the town or stay beyond the deadline, they will resume. The tanks will be here soon and then there will nothing I can do. And remember this, you Home Army hypocrite, if you choose to mortar the town, the blood of the innocent will be on your hands!"

The fire continues for about a minute and then begins to peter out, ceasing altogether a minute later.

Griet lines up the ZU-23-2 on another window but she holds her fire as the muzzle flashes begin to wink out one by one.

On the road south of town, the rendezvouz party in the Tarpan-Honker and the supply section reunite. On the second floor of a building to the north, an old man attempts to close his shutters while his wife screams at him to get away from the window. Two boys in greatcoats, carrying rifles round a nearby corner at a run and head towards the mini-convoy parked at the crossroads. One of them yells (in Polish), "Don't worry boys, here comes the cavalry!"

Actions?
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"Izzat what that was? Good thing you're a rotorhead and not in the band." Dave's teeth shine in the moonlight, revealing his smile.

"Glad to se you guys, every one okay?"

Dave
Supply convoy, trading insults with Jason
AK-74, 6 full mags, 1 empty
BG-15, 5 HE, 1 illum
Aid bag

"Zatrzymać! Umieść broni na ziemi oraz swoje ręce w powietrze!" Dave yells at the boys, nearly exhausting his meager Polish skills. Czy mogę dostać jedno piwo proszę? or Podoba mi się sposób swój tyłek wibracji podczas spaceru just didn't fit the situation.

Dave
Supply convoy, trading insults with Jason
AK-74, 6 full mags, 1 empty
BG-15, 5 HE, 1 illum
Aid bag

Dawid sighed as the pressure lifted. He nodded to Milk.

Biting back a sarcastic retort, he checked his watch instead.

"I have... "0'dark thirty. We shall be gone by 0'dark forty-five."


"You sound like a man of honour. I pray no one is forced to do anything they will regret. Keep yourself and your town safe, Poland needs men like you. As for me, one day I shall lie in a traitor's grave like the Katyń Forst, eh? If I am buried at all. I shall not take up your time any longer."

Hanging up after letting the man have the last word he told Milk, "it is done. We have a truce for 15 minutes, no longer. We don't move into the town. I hope the supply element is someplace we can get to easily without doing that."

Dawid wasn't too sure as to where the supply element currently was located.

"CEASE FIRING!" CEASE FIRING EVERYONE!" He yelled in both English and Polish.

As he waited for the fire to die down, he checked more thoroughly for a magazine for the mortar. It would be close, likely in a bunker connected to the mortar by a slit trench, so that the spare ammo was both handy and could be reached safely.


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"Hell, I was thinking about whistling 'Hava Nagila' in honor of the Major, here.  Then I figured you'd think it was a Venezuelan rain dance or something like that and shoot me by mistake.

"Everybody's fine, as far as I know," Jason replies.

When the reunited convoy is "rescued" by the two Polish teens who are told by Stoner to stop and put their weapons down, Jason levels the Austeyr on them and adds, "Robi ponieważ on mówi!"
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Griet kept her aim on the enemy troops but eased her finger from the triggers. Maybe no one else would die tonight. Or maybe they'd just be further down the road....

Bayer notices the shooting die down. "Ondar. Ride passenger for Jan in the tow truck. Tuck, jump in that AA truck." he says, pointing at the respective vehicles. Looking upwards he calls, "McCoy. Lets go. We are leaving."

Toggling the transmit button of his radio he says, "Milk, Sunray. Phase three* now, over."

*Withdraw

"Stoner, you and Jason go clear the checkpoint please while Adam, Walter and myself make ready for revendous."
Once again she needed to send the wounded Stoner into what was still potentially harms way. She hated doing it, but what choice was there? She knew her own limts, Adam and Walter were civilians and there was no way Jason should go unsupported.
Tapping the grenade launcher with her foot, she sighed.
"We'd better load this up again Adam. Lets try and make sure the other launcher can fire without having to shift anything this time."
"Walter, could you keep an eye over that way please." she waved off in the opposite direction to the checkpoint.
"We don't want to be caught short."

"Roger Wilco, Sunray. Moving out now. Pitchfork OUT.

Milk doesn't tell Konrad about Dawid's shotgun diplomacy. There'll be plenty of time for that later (he hopes).

"Alright people, we're pullin' out. Dawid, spike the mortar. Minh, head for the motor pool. I'll cover you."
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Quyen wipes a hand across her face and places the automatic rifle on safe. Hearing a truck rumbling around nearby (Jan's), she says, "Milk, orders? I'm about ready to want to get outta here myself."

"Right" Quyen acknowledges when he replies. Collapsing and locking the bipod into place she climbs out of the mortar pit and runs straight over to the mortar pool.

"Hey!" she calls as she gets close.
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Mccoy will exit the roof using cover and move to the M151 and make sure it functions. He will ensure there is fuel and start the motor and load any gear that might be handy- a tool kit or any other odds or ends.

"Hey boss, I have the Jeep. Let's load up and roll. I can drive well. What's the order of march?"

McCoy
driving
M25
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"Jeep, AA platform, tow truck." he replies to McCoy.

Waving at Minh to get her attention, he says, "Jeep with McCoy and myself. We'll sort out normal duty positions once we get out of this place."

Jan, Tucker = Tow
Griet, Dawid, Ondar, Milk = AA Truck
McCoy, Bayer, Quyen = Jeep

Tucker makes for the tow truck where Jan just got ready getting it ready to move out.  He yells out to him, "JAN, YOU GOT SHOTGUN!  LET'S GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE WHILE THE GETT'N IS GOOD!"  Tucker begins to unsling his M-16A2 and the Skorpion from his person before he gets into the cab of the tow truck and lays them on the seat next to him along with his captured AK-74.  He starts up the truck (if not already started) and waits to take up the last position in line in their convoy.

Tucker
Weapons on seat
Driving tow truck w. Jan

"I'm there." she yells back. Stepping on the back bumper she leaps into the back of the jeep, leaving the passenger seat for Bayer. While everyone is loading up, she covers the entrance and windows of the motor pool.

Quyen
Jeep back seats/cargo bed
RPK74 (27/40)
Covering motor pool building
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"Spike the mortar? I take it that's some kind of expression that means load it for transport. Everything other weapon is secondary to this. We need it to help the situation in Warszawa. So let's get a flatbed here and get it on it."

He began the simple process of dismantling the equipment. Seeing the hesitation he continued.

"Believe me, we'll need an effective heavy weapon if we're going to really help people once we reach Warszawa."

"Now please, if there's any kind of flatbed, even a Honker, we can load this up. It's worth it. I've been right about many things, so far. I'm right about this. "
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Seeing that Dawid has a point, and realizing that the Pole won't respect any orders an American warrant officer might give to the contrary, Clarence bites back his pride and begins to help him break down the mortar.

"You might be right kid, but you don't got to be such an arrogant prick about it."

He pauses a moment to call Konrad.

"Sunray, Pitchfork- Send transport for the mortar if possible.OVER."

While awaiting a reply, he bends his back to the formidable task at hand.

Bayer is counting heads making sure nobody is going to be left behind when Milk's voice comes over the net. "Sunray. Roger on possible. Ten minutes and the truck leaves with or without it. Not losing a truck for this. Over."

Running over to the idling tow truck, Bayer finds Tuck and Jan in the cab. Pointing in the direction of the mortar pit he says, "Report to Milk and collect the mortar and some bombs. At ten minutes you are out of there no matter what. Same goes if you come under fire. We wait for you here and leave together."

Robert sticks his head out to see where Konrad is pointing so he knows where to drive the tow truck to pick up the mortar, ammo, Milk, & Dawid.  "Ten Mikes, you got it boss!  We'll see you back here then," Tucker says as he begins to move towards Dawid and Milks position.

The two boys turn tail to run, and Jason fires a shot over their heads, shouting,  "Zatrzymywać się!"

Jason K.
Highway 79 and Ludowa
F88 GLA [29/30; HE]
Attempting to stop teens

The two young garrison members flinch at Jason's warning shot but their legs coninue pumping without interuption and both disappear from sight around the corner of a building.

The crack of a gunshot and the simultaneous sound of a bullet smacking off of pavement nearby startles the group. No one saw the bullet's point of origin.

With Jason and Stoner providing cover, the others begin loading the bicycles and their cargo, along with the cargo from the motorcycle's side-car, into the bed of the Tarpan-Honker. The two half-naked, shivering prisoners are crowded together in what little space remains. As it stands, Walter and Adam are going to have to ride atop the piles of cargo.

Back at the garage, a convoy is slowly forming. The Mutt Jeep with Sam at the wheel, Konrad riding shotgun, and Minh in the back covering their six is poised to pull out of the yard and onto the road. The Kamaz gun-truck with Ondar at the wheel is still facing west, its guns still pointed at the northern building flanking the road east into the heart of the town.

The Ural tow-truck, with Tucker at the wheel and Jan in the passenger's seat, pulls out of the repair yard, crosses the road, and proceeds across the field towards the mortar pit, towing the tanker trailer behind it. The ground is damp and soft but the heavy vehicle easily traverses it. When the Ural arrives at the mortar pit, Dawid and Clarence already have it broken down into its main components- barrel, baseplate, and bipod. They will need some help to lift the heavy pieces out of the pit and load them aboard the truck. Several crates of ammo are sloppily stored around the outside of the pit, with a few ready rounds at the bottom of it.

A little over five minutes have passed since the garrison ceased fire. If the man that Dawid spoke to- presumably the garrison commander- is true to his word, the group has just under ten more before the shooting starts again. And, the possibility of a Polish armored relief force still looms just over the horizon.

Actions?

In reply to Cap'n Rae (msg #317):

Dawid shook his head in non-comprehension.

"Arrogant? I do not understand. If by speaking up I have somehow exceeded my place or caused offence, please accept my apologies."

He continued to dismantle the mortar.

"Forgive me for saying, but I also notice you didn't pass on that we have a grace period of about 10 minutes left. Also, tell them to grab the phone equipment at their end, we'll take the one here. Will come in handy."

"Who knows? Maybe the commander will attack before the time is up. In the mean time, please help look for the magazine for this thing. It should be close but not too close, probably connected by a trench."

Just in case the shooting started again, he made sure that the loaded AKM was nearby, set to full-auto.

"If we knew which way the reinforcements were coming, we could set up a nice ambush if we're taking that ZU and the mortar. It is an old Vietcong trick, "ambush the reaction force". They will be traveling as fast they can, at night, expecting us to be run like rabbits, not waiting for them. Works all the time."

"Of course, just another course to consider."
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