Dawid listened to the crescendo of pops and bangs from behind them. The woods echoed with gunfire and explosions. It didn't sound like things were going well.

He heard Sam call out, asking about Anneka and replied, "she's not there yet? Fuck! I told her. Let me call again."

"Eagle calling Starlight." Dawid had little knowledge, or indeed care for proper NATO radio protocol.

"Be warned we have one light casualty. Will you attend or should he relocate to your position? Please advise."

Quyen raises the RPG after inserting the reload. Spotting the dismounting infantry she aligns the sights onto the greatest mass of them.

Minh Quyen
RPG-16 (last shot)
Aiming at dismounts
Far left

OOC - Fuse, since Rae is going by stronger stats, should I assume to give the RPG another shot? I can edit.

Anneka tried to keep her eyes on the targetted area as she reached for the radio.
"Casualty to extract as per SOP."
Obviously he could move under his own power since Dawid had mentioned that as an option, and the wound had been described as "light".

Ondar takes a knee, braces his weapon and tracks the second troop carrier until it comes to a halt.  With the pursuing soldiers now pouring from rear of the vehicle, the sharpshooter fires three more semi-automatic shots as the new targets make themselves available.



[Ondar]
Left flank of ambush line
SVU-AS (4/10)
Antagonizing dismounts

Tucker watches as the troops dismount from the vehicle and disperse.  He immediately calls on the radio to Konrad, "Sunray, Kinfe.  Have hostiles between you and my twenty.  How do you want extraction and cover fire from this caller, over?"

Tucker
AGS-17 [20/20 HE]
Waiting for orders

In reply to Anneka Soleblume (msg #320):

Anneka's answer mystified him. What did "SOP" mean? What did she want?

"Starlight, please explain "SOP"."

He called to Sam, "she says to extract "per SOP". I have no fucking clue what that means, but she's a medical officer so this is actually her area of expertise. Hey, how's the bike? Is it ride able?"

Dawid checked the ammo for the PKM, he had about a half-belt left, not too bad but might as well change it. While he waited he swapped the half-belt for the fresh one in the ammo can he was wearing.


PKM (100/100 + 50 round belt) RPG-76
Aiming for Opportunity Fire
Near the damaged Honker
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"bike is fine my polish brother. No worries on her . I will fix the wound myself and have the doc (word for navy corpsman) check it when we get out of this shit.dont worry about be.what we should worry about is doing a quick check on the truck and preping us to get out oh here. I can ride with one arm. the gear is on the left and its my right arm."



Sam
doing med work
unarmed

Sitting behind the MK-19, Jason continues to watch down the road, scanning side to side just in case there are infantry moving up alongside the road through the trees.

Jason K.
Star 6x6 bed
MK-19 [50/50 HVHEDP]
F88 AGL (on floorboard) [30/30; HE]
Scanning for targets

Dawid replied, "the throttle is on the right handlebar, you need a free hand to work that to go. It's the left hand you don't really need if you know how to shift without a clutch. Speaking of a hand, do you need one with your injury?"

He finished loading his spare belt, then chambered a round.

Trike and Gun-Truck

Dawid watches as green tracers from his final burst pass within a few feet of the retreating enemy. With at least two wounded, the foursome continue to flee into the thickening trees as quickly as they can.

Mariusz catiously approaches the disabled enemy Tarpan-Honker squad carrier and proceeds to look it over. It's unlikely that the enemy had any time to rig any booby traps but Mariusz remains weary of the possibility. Peering through the steam hanging under the open hood, Mariusz can tell that the engine is a mess, having eaten at least four 7.62mm N rounds. A large puddle of fluid is beginning to spread on the ground beneath the squad carrier and the pungent smell of burning oil and rubber lingers heavy in the cold, early morning air. Realizing that it will take a while for the last of the steam and smoke to disperse, Mariusz looks inside the squad carrier. It looks like the enemy had time to unload anything of value before the trike arrived and set them to flight.

Sam, left to his own devices, chooses to treat his own wound instead of walk to gun-truck and ask Soleblume [again] to treat him. He tears at the hole in his camo blouse, enlarging it, and examines the bloody wound. The skin has been shorn away completely, leaving a centimeter deep, thumb-sized gash in the muscle. He opens his aid kit and removes the tools he'll need to suture the wound. It would be a difficult task with two hands, but Sam somehow manages to close the wound fairly neatly with only one. The sutures are tight, though, and any movement of his upper arm will likely split the stitches. He places a field dressing over the wound and takes one of the antibiotic pills he'd pilfered from the ship's stores before the party abandonded the Krolowa.

Anneka and Jason continue to man the heavy weaponry in the bed of the gun-truck. The sound of gunfire and explosions from the south indicates that the ambushers are meeting with some resistance. None of the enemy, it appears, have passed clear through the ambush to continue the pursuit. The enemy has been successfully held up yet again, but at what cost?

Ambush Team and Tarpan-Honker

Enemy infantry, clad in the newer Pantera camoflage uniforms of first and second line Polish troops, pour out of the back of the second, parked truck in a well-rehearsed manouver. In five seconds, at least a dozen men are out and heading for both shoulders of the road with more jumping down hot on their heels. Supersonic lead races to meet them, drawing first blood. Konrad and Ondar both open fire at infantry dispersing on the west side of the road. One man falls as Ondar's fire tears into his legs. As he pitches forward, a third round punches a neat hole through the side of his steel helmet and into his skull. Konrad watches with a mixture of satisfaction and horror as two of his bullets nearly tear the right arm off of his target. The third round smashes into the bridge of the man's nose, ending his suffering before it could begin.

Clarence fires a second grenade at the debarking infantry. It lands just a couple of meters long and to the left, the concussion of the blast knocks one of the truck's doors half-closed. One of the recently unassed enemy soldiers stumbles and falls as the concussion knocks him off his feet.

Stoner* and Minh** both swing fotry five degrees towards the road so that the ambush line, with Clarence a few meters out in front (an obvious target), faces perpendicular to the road on its west side.

As the ambush team opens fire on the dispersing infantry, the second truck's machine gunner, facing north, is presented with a clear shot at the slowly rolling tarpan-Honker. He fires a burst at the Polish jeep's gunner (Tucker). A tracer round sears through the flesh of Tucker's forearm, tearing a long but shallow furrow. Jan lets loose a strangled cry as a second round sizzles past Tucker's ear and grazes his left kneecap. Other bullets smash into the dash.

Dazed but relatively unhurt infantry begin to climb out of the back of the crashed armored truck laying on its side on the east side of the road. The truck's nose is pointing into the woods and its tail is pointed at the road, about a dozen meters away.

The ambush team is now split apart (the ground element and the T-H) and outnumbered four to one. This ratio is likely to get even more uneven as the men from the first truck regain their senses and join the fight.

Actions?

OOC: *Stoner is NPCed this turn since Wes didn't post. I'm putting him in a better firing position where he won't have to fire across or over the rest of the team and where he'll be able to fire at targets on either side of the road. **There was some question as to whether Minh would be firing with the RPG or the RPK and Jinny wasn't able to post an update to her turn. So, I moved her into a better position too, where she can use either weapon without worrying about hitting her comrades. Both Minh and Stoner's next actions will start the next combat round so make 'em count.

Jason continues scanning for targets. 

Jason K.
Star 6x6 bed
MK-19 [50/50 HVHEDP]
F88 AGL (on floorboard) [30/30; HE]
Scanning

Sam not knowing whats going on will hold position and continue to address his shoulder wound. he will also prep the bike to move out.





Sam
preping bike and arm
unarmed

The shadows to the front were gone, behind him the sounds of a pitched fight began to crescendo, echoing through the woods.

He called back, "Sam, why not get back to the truck? You can't ride that bike without your right arm, although you could be a gunner. The truck was ready to leave, when I last saw it."

Dawid finished reloading, nervously listening to the series of pops, bangs and rattles echoing through the trees behind them.

"Mariusz, if there's nothing worthwhile at the Honker, it might be an idea to see to the motorcycle."

"I will ride it just fine....."




sam
at bike
unarmed

In reply to Sam McCoy (msg #331):

Dawid laughed in response and shook his head.

"If your right arm is injured, you will have to use something else to work the throttle. I could use my penis because, frankly, it's long enough. Perhaps you as well?"

It seemed a physical impossibility, but Dawid wasn't going to argue further. If Sam believed he could, maybe he could. At any rate, with a sidecar he wouldn't have to worry about balancing.

Robert grits his teeth as he feels the tracer round hit his forearm and tear the skin.  He reassures his hold on the grips of the grenade launcher and fires another string of five [5] rounds at the truck that just fired at them and hit.  Tucker yells out to Jan, "JAN!  INFANTRY COMING OUT OF THAT TRUCK!  WE GOT PROBLEMS FAST BUDDY!"

Tucker
AGS-17 20/30 HE
Firing at gunner/vehicle that just hit his T-H
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Ondar eyes up the situation and regrets he had been stripped of the RPG-18 he had taken from ship's stores during the move upriver.  It would certainly come in handy right about now.  The defector scans hastily to find another dismounting pursuer.  Once acquired, he puts two rounds into the target.



[Ondar]
Left flank of ambush line
SVU-AS (2/10)
Still antagonizing dismounts

Jan [NPC'ed] grits his teeth in pain and clutches at his wounded knee. As soon as he hears Tuck's third burst away, Jan slams his foot down on the accelerator, pulling away from the gun-truck. He jerks the wheel back and forth, creating a dangerously unstable firing platform for teh AGS-17 but also, hopefully, creating a much more elusive target for the enemy as well.

Taking his second miss in stride, Clarence slides his hand back from the trigger of the BG-15 to the grip and trigger of the AK-74. Taking quick aim at whom he presumes to be an enemy officer, he pops off three quick shots.


Clarence Milk
West side of road, south of enemy gun-trucks
AK-74 (27/30); BG-15 (HE 0/6)
Firing three shots, semi-auto at officer

"Standard Operational Proceedure."
Three simple and hopefully quick words that wouldn't clog up the airwaves if someone was traying to transmit something vitally important. Once they found some time, somebody was going to have to instigate some intensive training so everyone knew what they were supposed to do when, and what the various callsigns, codes, slang and acronyms used within the unit meant.

Sitting in the gunners seat with Jason and Walter close by, she couldn't help but feel a little useless. Two of their heaviest weapons in the arsenal were sitting idle while the sounds of ongoing battle raged a few hundred metres to the south. But she knew better than to charge in all guns blazing - two of their number were civilians, another a wounded helicopter pilot and herself just a medical officer. None of them were true combat troops by any stretch of the imagination and the vehicle they were mounted on was really just a big, unarmoured bullet and rocket magnet.

Far better they remained where they were for the time being, weapons aimed at the likely enemy approaches, and hoped the enemy were soon put to flight.


Being kept in the dark
Waiting and aiming the ZU down the road

Mariusz listened to the heavy fire behind him. The Automatic grenade launchers were firing but there was a lot of small arms crackle too.

He looked over at Dawid, "There's a lot of fire being exchanged by the sound of it. Do you think we need to go back to help?"

Griet sighed, she was dog tired and could hardly stand, now the kid was suggesting a gentle jog back into a firefight, she wondered if he might be insane.

"No one's called for help, that probably means they're doing fine."

After swinging around, Quyen quickly gets into a new firing position. Dropping the RPG next to her, she rests the RPK's bipod on the ground. Sighting the center of mass of the dismounting troops, she  fires off a trio of bursts.

OOC - There is a group of dismounts going to each side of the road? Quyen will target one of them - or anywhere else there are 3 or more troops in a impact area.

Quyen
Far Left
RPK-74 (30/30)
Firing 3 bursts (3 x ROF10) using the bipod

Tarpan-Honker

The duel between Tucker and the enemy truck's machine-gunner ends as a flurry of 30mm grenades from Tucker's well-aimed burst explodes on the truck's cab. One of the grenades impacts squarely on the gunner's chest, blasting a gaping, red, pulpy hole there and knocking his PKM off it's mount. The gunner, head lolling about grotesquely, drops into the truck's armored cab. The front end of the truck is engulfed in thin white smoke and it remains stationary on the western side of the road. The pain from Tucker's superficial arm wound is overwhelmed by the thrill of yet another fantastic shot.

As soon as the last grenade leaves the barrel, Jan peels out and begins weaving away from the enemy trucks and infantry, trying to put some distance between the jeep and the growing enemy force.

Ambush Team

A grenade (from where, no one is quite sure), explodes a few meters from the open rear of the second truck, knocking down an infantryman as soon as his boots hit the ground. He falls awkwardly, dropping his rifle and clutching at his leg.

Stoner [NPCed], positioned towards the eastern end of the reoriented ambush line, sends a line of red tracers at an angle across the road, felling an enemy soldier in mid-stride. The man hits the ground face first and doesn't move again. Minh too, fires at the enemy near the road, loosing three short bursts* towards the same group targetted by Stoner. One of her targets stumbles and falls at the eastern edge of the road. He rolls back and forth on his back in the open, obviously wounded quite badly. Several others make the other side and disappear behind cover.

Ondar's last shot knocks down an PKM gunner as he goes to his knees to set up his machine gun, hitting the man squarely in the chest. He falls on his back, legs thrashing in the dead leaves.

Clarence hits whom he assumes to be an officer in the leg with rifle fire. The man crashes to the ground and scrambles behind the cover of a tree leaving his carbine in the dirt a couple of meters away.

Konrad [NPCed] squeezes off three more rounds at a running RPG gunner. The man dives into cover behind a felled tree, apparently unhit.

Five men lie on the damp ground in plain sight of the ambush team, dead or dying. Over half of the balance of the enemy platoon, roughly 10 men, several of them wounded, takes up firing positions behind trees and begins returning fire in the direction of the ambush team. They are well dispersed and using the available cover effectively. About a half dozen infantrymen from the same truck have made it to the other side of the road. Their disposition and movement is difficult to make out, though Stoner and Minh's automatic fire seems to have them pinned down at the moment. Across the road, and about 30m up the road, another platoon of enemy soldiers is presumably evacuating their jackknifed truck, and will soon be contributing to the fight.

Trike and Gun-truck

Having driven off the squad from the enemy T-H and opening the road to the north, the group listens with some alarm to the developing firefight to their south. The sound of firing escalates steadily and then plateaus at a rumbling crescendo, a cacophany of muffled and hollow pops, cracks, and booms echoing through the trees. They have heard no word from the ambush team, but it is apparent that they have encountered stiff enemy resistance.

Actions?

*Since I'm not sure whether Minh has an RPK or an AK, I went with smaller bursts (5-rounds each) just to be safe. Even so, she scored a torso hit and severely wounded an enemy soldier.

All the enemy are in cover now, and hitting them will be much more difficult. In addition, they will be firing back. Good luck!
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Dave spins around as the enemy truck passes by and watches in horror as the infantry dismount. He grins as the enemy soldiers fall, and lets loose with more auromatic fire.


Dave
shitting bricks and shooting guns
M240,
AK-74, 6 loaded mags
BG-15, 6 HE rounds, 1 illum
Aid bag
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