Clarence waves his hand.

"No, no. I didn't make myself clear. I recommend we run. Let us set up a couple of booby traps and then get the hell outta here. They probably have 50 or 60 infantry and if they have a chance to deploy before we get movin', we'll be in a world of shit.

Listen people, we're fightin' for our lives right now. Bickerin' about whose cause is more noble is a waste of time and we ain't got much time to waste. We need to work together, not play 'my cock is bigger than yours'. Come on, people!"

Turning to Bayer, he adds,

"You have my recommendation, Hauptman. Your orders, sir?"
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Mariusz walked slowly backward toward the vehicles, he kept his ears alert for the pursuit and used the goggles to look for any nasty little surprises the Communist lackeys might be trying to hatch.

Beat to the punch by Griet, Ondar stands overwatch at the rear of the KAMAZ while Tucker and the Captain's daughter work their magic with the lug wrench.



[Ondar]
At the rear of the KAMAZ
SVU-AS (10/10)
Guarding
This message was last edited by the player at 21:50, Sun 14 Dec 2008.

In reply to Clarence Milk (msg #117):

Dawid looked impressed by McCoy's claim.

"How impressive! Whatever you have done for us is deeply appreciated by the Polish people,  I'm sure. No doubt you will get a medal for your service, while I deserve only an unmarked grave."

"No one bickers here, Clarence."

"The facts are the force from Kozienice is ahead of us, they know we are on this road. They have already set one ambush, but are they not capable of setting another ambush, this time with felled trees across the road and whatnot? Then we will have to deal with the dismounted infantry flanking from behind, never fear.  I still say we should at least shoot up the transports, then take off before we are flanked by infantry. Take the still, leave whatever we have in trade for it. I have some gold, cigarettes, probably not enough on my own."

He laughed in a self-depreciating manner.

"But, I too often rely on blind luck. Whichever, I have things to do to get ready."

Dawid went over to the Tarpan-Honker and pulled out the metal ammo box containing the 40mm HVHEDP. He walked over to the STAR and reloaded the Mk.19 with anti-armour. While there he tried to clear at least one barrel of the 23mm for action. Although the Mk.19 was superior for anti-armour, it never hurt to prepare for contingencies.
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"Pull out. Withdraw. Forget the still." Bayer replies. "If that truck will slow us, leave it. Rip out some wires... don't waste explosives"

 "Jason... Mariusz, you will screen the main body. Engage them, try to get them to stop and deploy, then catch up with us. We'll stop at a bottleneck and set up a proper ambush to cut the pursuit then."

"Milk, if you and Quyen have a mine, set it up. Don't need to be buried. But we leave now."

Motioning to the vehicles, Bayer says to everyone else "Mount up now. Quickly."

Anneka threw her medical bag into the cab of the Star then ran back to her previous ride to collect her RPK-74 and pack. Fortunately she didn't need to carry it very far, just down to ground level to wait for Adam to come alongside.
"Oh, one more moment!" she exclaimed, clambering back into the tow trucks cab after heaving her pack aboard the Star.
"Nearly forgot the radio!"

Hearing Konrad's recommendation, Dawid looked concerned.

"Kapitan, please, we can't send the boy to help delay the pursuit. We need a real soldier, one of the best. Someone who knows his stuff! I am not talking through my hat, you know as a Motor Rifleman and machinegun won't evev slow them down, we will need an RPG to do the job. McCoy is probably a lot skilled with an RPG than I or even Mariusz. We also need another experienced gunner in the rear truck."

"Let's please try this:"

---

Scout Motorcycle...
Driver - Kasparov (Vehicle Commander, NVGs)
Passenger/Gunner - McCoy (NVGs/Radio/RPK-74)
(RPG-16 or 2x RPG-18 and RPG-76)

Squad Carrier...Nothing towed
Driver - Cerny (NVGs)
Passenger/GP Gunner - Stoner (Light Duty) (NVGs)
Gunner Standing- Tucker (Vehicle Commander, NVGs/Radio)
Dismounts - Tokarski, Milk, Nguyen, Bayer (Unit 2IC, Dismount Leader, NVGs/Radio)
(AGS-17 on roll bar pintle mount, M240 GPMG on bonnet.)


Tow Truck...With Fuel Trailer
Driver - Walter (NVGs)
Passengers Front - Solleblume (Unit OC, 20x Night Glasses/Radio)


23mm Flak Truck...Nothing towed
Driver - Adam (NVGs)
Gunner Rear - Piotrowski (Vehicle Commander, NVGs/Radio)
Assistant Gunner/Spotters- Griet, Ondar
(PKM GPMG, Mk.19/HVHEDP)

---

"Major, Kapitan, somebody! I beg you, let's not stand and argue, let's just do this and get moving."
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Mariusz was confused by the discussions going on and decided to do as the Kapiten had instructed him until he recieved countermanding orders from Bayer himself.

Quickly he grabbed a few spare magazines for the RPK-74 and put them into the ammunition box, he carried a spare can of 40mm ammo to the gun truck and picked up the two Soviet Airborne rocket launchers.

He returned to the motorbike and strapped one to the sidecar, keeping the other handy. He waited at the sidecar and said, "Kapiten, I'm ready to go if you want me to, are Kasparov and I clear to start the screening operation?"


Mariusz
Loading Motorbike
RPK-74 40/40 (1 spare 40 round mag and 2 spare 30 round)
RPG-18 x 2
Personal weapons

Griet jumped back onto the bed of the Star and looked at the Zoo-2. She looked for the quickest wat to unjam the gun.

With Konrad's orders deciding the various points of debate, Clarence, carrying Minh's heavy AT mine*, runs back towards Minh, standing guard alone near the road a couple of hundred meters to the south. Milk quickly clears crushed rock from one of the compacted wheel tracks in the road and lays the mine in place. Arming it, he burshes rocks and dust over the mine, doing his best to camoflage it. The sound of the approaching enemy force is much louder now. Running in to the woods, Clarence collects Minh and the pair hustle back to the waiting vehicles.

With an RPK-74 replacing the Mk-19 that had been mounted on the sidecar, Jason and Mariusz mount the trike and drive about 100m back down the road in order to set up an ambush.

Griet, having removed the Ural's shredded tire with Adam's help, is dismayed to learn that the truck is to be abandoned. She dutifully opens the truck's bonnet, finds a handful of important electrical wires, and is about to start tearing them out when Sam stops her.

"We're taking this truck."

He slides behind the wheel and fires up the engine, falling into formation behind the Tarpan-Honker.

Leaving the small still and its meager contents, the rest of the team- including the recently arrived Milk and Minh- take their places in the three vehicles and the convoy heads out to the north, no doubt to the cottage occupant's great relief.

Through their NVGs, Mariusz and Jason can see the enemy convoy, led by the BRDM, enter the wood and continue towards the mine, placed just over 100m away. Hopefully, in a few seconds, the lead enemy vehicle will drive right over it, triggering a short but violent two-man ambush designed to delay the enemy force and buy more time for the others. If it works, the party just might shake their pursuers. If it doesn't, the party may lose two of its own...

Actions?

OOC: *On his way back to warn the others of the approaching enemy force, Minh (whose player is MIA) had told Clarence where to find the AT mine she'd been lugging around for weeks.
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At the edge of the trees with the motorcycle pointed up the road and idling between his legs, Jason swaps an HEDP grenade for the HE loaded in his M203.  He raises the Austeyr to aim the underslung grenade launcher at the BRDM and waits for the armored car to hit the mine.  Unless something else happens first...

"All set, młodszy brat?" he says to Mariusz.  "Wait for it...  Wait for it..."

"Now that we dont have a trailer we will maintain speed and at the next stop put on the spare!"

"Odnar ride with me and the and grab the PKM. You and Walter can use it to cover our ass. Its in the Gun truck it will free up space for the Pole and his toy. Walter grab the ammo for it you can a-gun for him."


"Lets move fuckers we dont wont to get lost and left here."

"Well Major you get to ride with me . Now I can tell you storys and half truths about what I can and cannot do. You can get that interview you always wanted."




OOC


Scout Motorcycle...
Driver - Kasparov (NVGs)
Passenger/Gunner - Tokarski (NVGs/Radio/RPK-74)
(2x RPG-18)


Squad Carrier...Nothing towed
Driver - Cerny (NVGs)
Bayer(NVGs/Radio)(Rear Passanger side)
Passenger/GP Gunner/Shotgun -Stoner (Light Duty) (NVGs) M240 GPMG on bonnet
Gunner Standing- Tucker (NVGs/Radio)(AGS-17 on roll bar pintle mount)
Dismount - Milk (Rear Driver side) RPG-76


Tow Truck...Nothing towed
Driver - Sam McCoy (NVGs)
Passengers Front - Solleblume (20x Night Glasses/Radio)
Passanger Rear/Loader- Walter
Passanger Rear/Gunner- Ondar (PKM GPMG)


23mm Flak Truck...With Fuel Trailer
Driver - Adam (NVGs)
Shotgun- Nguyen  RPG-16
Gunner Rear - Piotrowski (Vehicle Commander, NVGs/Radio)
Assistant Gunner Griet,(Mk.19 MOD3)
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Looking at Jason and Mariusz riding off to their deaths, he shook his head and unhitched the tank trailer from the Star 266.

"Sending the helicopter pilot and the untrained boy to delay a motor platoon with hand rockets, bloody typical."

Dawid stopped Ondar from taking his PKM. "Sorry, if McCoy wants my machinegun he can ask me himself, we've been together a long time."

Getting in the truck, Dawid set up the PKM opposite the Mk.19 AGL. The 23mm was likely fucked until they could disassemble it, no need to waste time.
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"Nobody rides on the tow truck!" Major Anneka Soleblume bellowed as conflicting orders were given putting the lives of everyone at risk.
"If McCoy wants to try driving a vehicle without fuel, then he's doing it alone!"
Having spent a large proportion of her time at this halt draining the fuel back into the tank now hooked onto the back of the Star, she was extremely confident that anyone foolish enough to ride on the Kt-I would very quickly be caught as the fuel starved truck ground to a halt.

"God dammit!" Bayer curses angrily.

Waving to Adam he says, "Follow close behind." Grabbing hold of Jan he says, "We're gone. Anyone staying to argue can to it with the enemy."

After ensuring he is the last needing to load up, he closes the tailgate of the squad carrier and climbs aboard. "Tuck... Stoner... shoot at anything that moves."

"Jan!"

Tucker's head goes back and forth with while listening to the arguing between everyone.  When he hears that Konrad has had enough, he gets back into his original position in the squad carrier behind the AGS-17.  "What a cluster fuck," he says as he gets into the vehicle and waits to pull out and away from their pursuers.

Tucker
Holstered HP-35
Getting into squad carrier and manning the AGS-17

Hearing the vehicles start up, Dave leaves off his scavenging in the back yard and jogs around to the front. Seeing everyone piling into the trucks, he climbs into his seat.

As he watches the motorcycle and the big truck jockey around to face the way they just came from, Dave leans over and asks Jan "Do they know they're going the wrong way? There's a bunch of pissed off dudes down that way."

"Roger that, Herr Capitan" he replies to Konrads orders to shoot anything that moves.

"Hey Tuck" he says over his shoulder. "You ever notice there's a lot of similarities between gun slang and booze slang? A shooter is a glass of booze you swallow quickly, and a shooter is also...guys like us. If you get shot, you can be wasted, and if you drink too many shots, you can also be wasted. And then there's that whole Don't shoot until you see the whites of thier eyes. Were the Brits hungover?"


Dave
Front passenger seat of Honker
M240
running mouth

Ondar nods in agreement at McCoy.  His direction to grab the PKM and mount the Ural seems reasonable.  Piotrowski expresses a contrary opinion regarding ownership of the machinegun and, though the men lock eyes long enough for the ex-Reydoviki to silently communicate that he knows more ways to kill Piotrowski than the Pole knows how to die, Ondar shrugs and lets it go.  He moves to climb over the tailgate of the Ural when the Major starts screaming what appears to be another countermanding order.  He looks down the road in the direction of the approaching opposition column and rolls his eyes.  He then jumps down off the tailgate and approaches the Major with his rifle slung across his back.

"Maybe you give back pistol now," Ondar demands.  "This a three ring goat fuck, lady.  I walk to Montana from here."



[Ondar]
Amidst the vehicles
SVU-AS (10/10)
Waiting for the situation to unfuck itself

"Just hurry up and get back on the Honker," she rolled her eyes in the darkness, agreeing silently with the Russian.

"you win major i will get in the squad carrier sit in the back and not talk again. Your the best i'm the worst. Sam walks up to milk and wispers somthing into his ear then gets into the Squad carrier."


Sam
M25
Sitting

Anneka just gives McCoy a "what the hell are you talking about" look and shrugs, putting the strange man out of her mind for now.

Ondar engages the safety on his rifle, crawls into the Honker and finds a seat.  He rests the butt of the SVU-AS between his feet and clasps his hands around the barrel and bipod at the weapon's forestock.  Once situated, he looks at Sam and shrugs.

"Seem OK plan to me."



[Ondar]
Honker cargo bay
SVU-AS (10/10)
Standing by to move out

As he rode, Dawid grinned as he recalled his own reaction to Ondar's "if looks could kill" stare.

He had laughed in Ondar's face, saying in Russian, "HA! Very scary! I am impressed! Now run along, "Ivan", my American-in-training comrade. Go! Shoo, shoo!"

Making brushing motions as Ondar turned and walked away, he had then climbed in the cab, chuckling.

Still, thinking of him shooing away his former "master" brought a smile to his lips. If you couldn't laugh at life, you were already dead!
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Sam holds out his hand to alex

"Sam McCoy. Tenth Special Forces. I was your enemy up to about 3 miniutes ago. Benn doing SF work since about 89. Doing stuff here in europe since the start of the war mostlty deep insertion training and leading partisn bands. Did not do any direct action stuff the other two Battalions did that. So my polish is good and i have some broken russian. Caught up with this band a few days ago at a little port city that went bad. Where did you train with the Long gun? I have always wanted to talk shop with the other side. never though you guys were bad just doing your duty like we are doing ours. I have a M25 here a little plus up job on a old M14. They do have National match barrels though. I hear you keep asking for your pistol? what do you Carry. I have a H&K here. lost the suppurssor at the bridge. stoner lost it on the MP-5. Well good talking with you.If you see that i like to lead I have been in charge of myself since 97. Its hard going back being with the rear area types."


Sam
M25
talking to alex
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Robert looks at Stoner with amazement when he tells him about the relationship between gun slang and alcohol.  He laughs at him after a few seconds, "Damn Bones, you come up with some really off the wall shit sometimes!  You sure your head's feeln OK?"