Sunday, Oct. 15
0800hrs.
37F
Scattered clouds
Slight breeze from the NE
Southwest of Otwock, Poland

Small Boat

Dawid wisely tosses a grenade into the garrish Viking boat before sending Jan over the tall gunwhale. He and the others are suprised to hear not one, but two distinct explosions following one after the other. After a brief pause, Jan climbs up and over the tall side of the tourist vessel, cutting his hand on a piece of jagged railing in the process. Dawid follows right behind. They find three men strewn upon the open deck of the passenger compartment. Rivulets of blood run like litte tributaries from beneath each of the bodies, joing a growing pool of blood collecting in a low spot on the dirty deck. Apparently, one of the men was just about to throw his own grenade when he was caught by the blast from Dawid's frag.

At the stern of the boat, is an enclosed cabin with windows facing forward. It's most likely the boat's bridge. Atop the compartment is a flat platform that probably served as an elevated observation deck. The rest of the boat appears to be unoccupied.

Hamlet

On Stoner's mark, the militia riflemen toss grenades through the two lower floor windows. As soon as they explode, Stoner climbs through the NW window. As he lands on the wooden floor in the smokey room, he slips on something slick, slightly twisting his left ankle. Through the smoke, he sees smears of blood leading from a small puddle under the windowsill to the only door leading from the cluttered room in the far wall. Bedrolls, mess kits, items of clothing, and other miscellaneous bits of personal snivel gear are spread out over the floor. As he surveys the room, the two militia riflemen climb through the window and join him.

Just outside, Wicks, partially covered by the militia RPD gunner, rushes the pirate's Rapira. Hunkering down in front of its gunshield, Wicks can see several bodies lying around the spread trails of the anti-tank gun. From this position, he can see behind the large two-story house which Stoner is currently storming. As he props the long barrel of his RPK over the gunshield, he sees several men running south from the house towards another, smaller house situated about 40m away. The first three men are running, the fourth. lagging behind, is staggering under the weight of a fifth. None of them look back.

Konrad, Mariusz, the militia PKM gunner, and the ankle-shot militiaman, now in the process of bandaging his own painful wound, are now safely behind the action.

Minh makes clear her intention to the move the wounded. She, the two able-bodied militiamen and their slightly wounded friend lift the hastily bandaged Wicks and the the seriously wounded militiaman and carry them out of the building towards the west, and the waiting Wisla Krolowa. That leaves Drew and two militia riflemen to hold the northern end of town. At the eastern end of the roof of the second building, Drew isn't even aware of their departure.

Wisla Krolowa

The tug holds her position in the weak current to the north of the mouth of the Swinder. Walter's skillful handling keeps her out of the path of the burning oil slick which drifts away from the burning PT boat. Thick white steam mingles with jet-black smoke as the flames of the settling torpedo boat reach the frigid water of the Vistula.

So far as Ondar and Tucker can make out, the western shore line near the tug remains free of enemy presence.

Next Moves?

http://maps.google.com/maps/ms...248&t=h&z=16
This message was last edited by the GM at 23:48, Tue 27 Oct 2009.

Jones wipes the sweet from his forehead as he props the RPK on to the anti-tank gun. As he checks the breech to make sure the weapon is loaded, he then sees the fleeing pirates. Spreading his legs Tom fires on the furthest pirate then each fleeing man until he lines up the last and fires his final 5 round burst.

OCC: Tom will fire two ten round bursts first, trying to hit as many of the front pirates in those two initial bursts. Then short 5 round bursts at any survivors still fleeing.

Tom Jones
RPK-74 (45/45)
Firing on fleeing pirates
Anti-Tank gun shield
This message was last edited by the player at 17:36, Thu 29 Oct 2009.

Mariusz looked at Bayer, "What should we do now? There are rienforcements coming by river, should we evacuate the wounded to the riverside?"

Unsure of just where everyone is, Quyen presses ahead with the evacuation of Wicks and the other wounded men. With Wick's rifle and webbing slung over her shoulder and back, she keeps her own at the ready while covering the "stretcher bearers".

Quyen
Moving SW (roughly following the road)

"We're pulling back to recover." Bayer answers. "Get yourself and your team back to Drew's position. Grab him and make your way around to the river. Stop by where the wounded are and get them moving too. Everyone will rendezvous near the stream. Understood?"

He collapses the M72 and slings it back over his shoulder. "I'm moving up to collect Stoner's group. I'll take the M72 for now."

Bayer will then move south, only going as far as he needs until he can get either Jones or Stoner's attention.

Bayer
G36 + M72
Moving S

"Understood, Sir," Mariusz replied, he gathered up the remnants of his team and led them back to Drew and the wounded's position.

Jan again scanned his surroundings, then moved toward the cabin, AKM tucked into his shoulder. He'd clear the room, first checking the windows for obvious threats, then opening the door and going inside.

"Keep us here if you can," Griet said nervously, the nearby shots had been followed by explosion, she only hoped that things were going well fo her companions.

The RPD was thrust over the gunwale, followed by his pack. Then Dawid hoisted himself up, and sloppily tied the boat's paiter off on the railing.

"Oooff! Shit. That should hold for now."

Stepping over the corpses, he noted what weapons they were armed with. He wanted more 7.62x39mm ammunition like the AKM used (for the RPD). Even though he realised he probably wouldn't get a chance to reload or top off the RPD's drum magazine.

Leaving the pack and RPD where it was, he made his way forward to cover Jan at the door of the small cabin, pistol in hand. "Another grenade, eh?"


Dawid Piotrowski
Stechkin/21 rounds, + 2 spare magazines
3 RGD-5 Grenades, 2 Smoke, 2 Flares
Covering Jan at the boat's cabin

Viking Longboat

While Anneka and the SLR militiaman (Jerzy) wait in the Krolowa's small boat, Dawid finds three loaded 7.62mm S magazines among the torn-up dead on the longboat's open viewing deck. He also finds a British 9mm Sterling SMG and an 5.56mm N M231 Bradley firing port weapon. Meanwhile, Jan pushes back to the closed module at the stern of the tourist vessel. As he draws near, someone inside the cabin but out of sight calls out in thickly-accented Polish,

"I give up! I surrender!"

Peeking through a window over the sights of his AK, Jan sees a man seeted on the deck at the back of the wheelhouse, his legs stretched out in front of him. One of his trouser legs is hiked up and there is a bloody bandage wrapped around his calf. A rifle lays across his lap.

Hamlet

From behind the gunshield of the Rapira AT gun, Jones sets his sights on the cluster of feeling pirates. Two pirates in the lead group fall in the hail of bullets from his first burst (-6 rounds). The fusilade is cut well short by a particularly inopportune jam. Jones can only watch as the rest of the pirates make the relative safety of the hamlet's southernmost houses. The pair that he hit, however, stays down for good. Jones will need help if he decides to try to turn the AT gun on its former owners (the militia RPD gunner is just a few meters away).

As Jones begins blasting away at the retreating pirates exitting from the far side of the now quiet two-story building, Konrad moves up to make contact with Stoner's small assault team. Looking in through the window through which they'd disappeared a minute or two before, he finds the room currently uninhabited.

Stoner and his team have just moved out of the recently secured room into a large downstairs living area. It too is cluttered with the signs of sloppy camp life. As Konrad follows close behind, calling out to announce his presence, Stoner's team finishes clearing the downstairs. They find blood trails throughout and one dead pirate and an RPK-47 in the other north-facing room. Konrad catches up to Stoner as the SEAL is about to lead the group up the central stairwell to the second story. Blood drops on the stairs suggest that the upper level of the house has been vacated as well.

Meanwhile, Mariusz and the PKM gunner help the ankle-shot miltiaman back to Drew's position at the north end of the hamlet. The two militiamen posted inside the house are ready to leave. Mariusz jogs over to the other house to find it abandoned. Minh and the others must have left on their own innitiative. In all likelihood, they're headed towards the Vistula.

Minh and the militia stretcher bearers press on towards the river, meeting no opposition along the way. It's a tense journey- they all know just one or two game stragglers could end their war at any moment.

Wisla Krolowa

The crew of the tug can only watch and wait as events develop out of sight of the river. Communications between the various scattered groups have been poor, making another friendly fire incident a dangerous possibility. Griet and the others are in a frustrating position.

Next Moves?

http://maps.google.com/maps/ms...248&t=h&z=16
This message was last edited by the GM at 01:29, Tue 03 Nov 2009.

Mariusz assessed the situation and made sure that any loot that had been left around was ready for transportation. He got on the radio and said, "Kaptain, this is Mariusz, the wounded must be already on the way, I'll move back slowly providing cover for the retreat."

He shouted up to Drew, "Drew, I'll move back to there, he pointed to a position about a hundred meters to the rear. You cover our bound and then we'll cover you, is that OK?"

As he waited for a reply he contacted the Krowla, "Queen, this is Mariusz, we are starting to move back toward the river, I'm dropping orange smoke on the point I'm at now, hopefully you'll be able to see it, anything north of that is bandit country."

He prepared the grenade and awaited Drew's reply.

Griet almost jumped as Mariusz' voice came over the radio, "Roger that Mariusz, we have the Mk-19 available for fire support if people try to stop your retreat. We won't fire without someone's say so, there've been enough friendly fire incidents today. Good Luck."

She called out to Ondar, "If you see orange smoke, call me and give Radislaw the co-ordinates, we'll use it as a reckoning point if we need to fire."

Tom moves his weight slightly to angle his RPK towards the fleeing pirates just as the weapon jams with a slight click. The string of expedites is heard by all in a surprisingly large area. He works franticly as the last of the pirates disappear in the cluttered houses to the north, then giving up and slumping against the gun shield.

He looks at the gathered bodies around him. Motioning for the RPD gunner to join him he begins to search as he provides cover. Hoping to find personal weapons and ammunition for the anti-tank gun, his last action is to open the breach of the gun and remove the shell inside.

Tom Jones
RPK-74 (39/45)
searching bodies
Anti-Tank gun shield
This message was last edited by the player at 09:18, Sun 01 Nov 2009.

In reply to Cap'n Rae (msg #10):

"Excellent." Dawid stuffed the AK magazines into his chest harness. If and when he got the chance, he would try and top up the RPD. He left the subgun and bastardised M16 where they lay, Anneka could collect them if she cared. Right now he was rather loaded down!

Hearing the man call his surrender from the wheelhouse, he chuckled.

"Ha ha, had enough grenades for now, eh? Okay, keep your hands where I can see them! Cover me, we're missing a weapon, I think."

With that he stepped in, ans carefully walked towards the man, looking for any weapon. They found two along with two bodies, so it was likely this man was also armed. With a pistol?

In truth, he was a little vexed at what to do with the man. He didn't like shooting prisoners, but he'd done so before when there seemed to be little other option. They couldn't take him with them, but leaving him there didn't seem like a bad idea, as it was unlikely any reinforcements could get by the Queen. That reminded him.

"Jan, get on the radio, warn the Queen there may be reinforcements coming. Also, find out from the Kapitan what shape that AT gun is in. If it's working, I can use it against the town."

He searched the man. "Things aren't looking so good for you now. No reinforcements, because we own the river. All your other boats are sunk. Including the PT Boat. Your buddies in town are getting their asses kicked. Better cooperate, we'll go easier on you. Otherwise, you're about ten seconds away from being summarily executed for crimes against the Polish People, including robbery, piracy and murder. How many reinforcements are coming? From what direction, how are they armed?"


Dawid Piotrowski
Stechkin/21 rounds, + 2 spare magazines
1 RGD-5 Grenade, 2 Smoke, 2 Flares
Searching the prisoner, trying to Persuade him to give up information.
This message was last edited by the player at 09:10, Mon 02 Nov 2009.

Then man raises his hands as Dawid pulls the rifle (an M-16A1) from his lap and searches him (two loaded magazines, a trench knife, a lighter, a pack of Russian cigarrettes). The wounded pirate's accent and DPM fatigues suggest that he may be a British national. If so, he clearly has no idea that Dawid speaks English.

"I don't know! If more soldiers are coming, they will come from north, on land- from the Baron. Or the men who ran will come again from south. Please don't kill me. I am wounded. I will not bother you any more."

He seems exhausted. He looks like he might be crying if he had the energy.
This message was last edited by the GM at 22:05, Sun 01 Nov 2009.

Tucker continues to scan the starboard side of the ship for any new threats hearing the gunfire in the distance.

  Drew tired of sitting it out on the roof waves and shouts to the others who were left behind to get there attention.

    He looks around trying to get another visual on what is happening around him especialy where the gunfire is and that cloud from the explosion, making sure he is well away from there and certainly not anywhere near where it blew or downwind.

  As he looks at the cloud he mutters,

"That evil....itch....she's earned her place in hell.  .ucking .unt." he hisses.

  Drew gathers up whats left of his ammo and hustles down stairs.  As he runs down he looks for any items inside the building that may be of benefit.

  "Fucking rambo shit...running around with a machinegun....fuckers....pull out and leave me behind....mutherfuckers."

  Drew sprints out of the house and down the road looking for the best route to flank the enemy undetected.

Sgt Drew
M240
Getting into the fight after having been left behind.