In reply to Mariusz Tokarski (msg #193):

Dawis raised an eyebrow. "Well, there was the American war of extermination against the Indians, the unsuccessful one against the British and Canadians, their victory over the Mexican Empire, and the aggressive war against Spain, all of which helped them gain new territory. You can't choose to remember the "good" wars and forget the "bad" ones! Even the Americans have their problems, what with the military coup against their government, so perhaps they have to relearn their own lesson in freedom and democracy, yes? The ones that are here to help us, yes, I am glad for that. Maybe Drew is just blowing off steam."

Lecture over, he was all business. "Check in the house, first, then report to me and Konrad if you can't find him. After, go help Drew, why not?"

"Thunderer still able to take escaping enemy," Thor replied over his tac radio while lining up for another shot at the fleeing horsemen.
"You sure you want let go? They still in range of Mjollnir. Easy if use Járngreipr too."

Thor "The Thunderer"
Reporting by radio to Konrad while aiming for additional shots
Barret M82A1 ("Mjollnir") (5/10) + 5x10 (base range 139+35m)
H & K USP-9SD, 9mm (15/15) + 3x15
M-26A1 hand grenade, x6
M-18 Smoke grenade, green, x2
M72A4
Bayonet/knife
Entrenching Tool
Individual Tactical Radio

Dawid radioed Konrad, "Just to let you know, Kapitan, I can easily butcher the horses. I know how, I've lived on a farm and spent time in the woods."
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Prior to previous actions I posted Bayer doing...

Bayer radios back, "Sunray. Roger. Give them another volley."

The rest as posted (including acknowledging Dawid)...

When he pulls the trigger, Craig's AKS-74U jams. By the time he clears it, the riders are well outside the effective range of the Soviet-made carbine. After double checking checking the action, Craig moves outside to the low stone wall where he and Tucker provide close cover for Jan and Minh as the pair moves cautiously towards the mass of dead and dying men and horses. (Craig -1 round)

Dieter takes careful aim at the badly wounded horse's head and, with a single shot, puts the suffering animal out of its misery. (Dieter -1 round)

Thor's Barrett 82A1 thunders five more times as he attempts to pick off the surviving riders. The rider's improbable luck holds and they continue their headlong flight for the treeline to the north. (Thor -5 rounds)

Mariusz moves quickly through the house but can find no trace of Apel. He exits out the back door to make sure that the cargo bikes are still there. One, at least, is. The other is gone. Most of the packs that had been strapped to it are still there, lying next to the remaining bike, but one of the food bags appears to be missing. In its place is the manpack radio Apel had been carrying. Several quickly disolving boot prints lead off to the south.

Drew, meanwhile, begins digging his fighting hole. After every shovel-full of wet soil, the earth at the bottom of the hole starts filling up with muddy rain-water. He lets loose another stream of curses.

Warren polices up Coulter's gear and covers the dead man's face with a pillow case before exiting the house and moving towards the wall to help cover Konrad and the others. (Warren has stacked Coulter's gear in the farmhouse's front room.)

Konrad climbs over the wall behind Jan and Minh and follows it to the east where the seemingly unwounded horse stands timidly amidst the bodies of four dead riders (all shot through either the head or torso). The horse shies away a bit as Konrad approaches, but, moving slowly and speaking soothingly, the German officer still manages to gently grab ahold of its reigns. The horse allows Konrad to reassuringly stroke its brown muzzle.

Jan and Minh quickly find a prisoner. A moaning man catches their attention. While Minh covers him, Jan drags the man- who lets out a pained yell- from beneath his dead mount. The man's pelvis is probably crushed but he is otherwise unwounded. In her peripheral vision, Minh sees a man lying on his side in the mud rise up on to one elbow and shakily attempts to level his short-barrelled AK at Jan.

Next Moves?
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Mariusz cursed loudly as he saw that Apel was gone. He dashed out of the house and called to Bayer, "Kaptain, Apel has gone and stolen one of the bikes and some food. That puts him in the frame for the traitorous bastard that ratted on us here. I hope we find him again, I'll serve him his balls in batter."

In the instant Quyen swings the rifle over to bear on the threat to their flank, she briefly contemplates attempting a peaceful resolution. However by the time her aiming posts were lined up on her target, she figured this guy was probably already committed to ending things here in a hail of bullets.

Quyen will three shots into him. "Look out!" she yells to Jan.

Subsequent action will be to continue firing if the there is still a threat.

Quyen
AK74 (27/30)
Firing semi-automatic

Hearing Quyen's yelled warning Jan reacted harshly.  He dived away from the armed man without releasing the wounded man he had been dragging clear of the fallen horse.  He was trying to use the wounded man as a shield, putting him between Jan and man Quyen had warned him about.

Though Konrad wanted a prisoner Jan would rather the crippled man took a bullet than take the risk of one hitting himself!


Jan
Diving for cover and using the wounded man as a shield.
F88 Steyr AUG (26/30 rounds - 7 mags total)
Underslung M203 (0/1 HE - 9x HE, 4x HEDP & 2x ILLUM total)
Sig Sauer P226 (15/15 rounds - 4 mags total)

Minh takes quick aim and puts two rounds into the brave but rash potential shooter's unprotected abdomen. The man instantly drops his weapon and doubles up in the mud in obvious pain and shock. He is no longer an imminent threat. In all likelihood, he'll be dead in minutes if not seconds. (Minh -3 rounds)
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"Thanks," Jan said with relief to Quyen as he took a deep breath.  For a second there he had feared that he might never get the chance to breathe again!

Jan then returned to his prisoner, checking to see if being thrown around like a shield had finished the man off.

"You still alive?" he asked the wounded man he had hold of, speaking in Polish.

The man grimaces in agony. He eyes stare uncomprehendingly at Jan. He babbles something incomprehensible. It sounds like he's speaking Russian but it's hard to tell.

Craig curses as his AK jams, he works the bolt as the horsemen gain even more distance raising the rifle to his shoulder as the riders disappear.

”Shit, they will be back .”

He says to no one,  moving forward to the stone wall he covers the search party. Scanning to their immediate front for any threats and movement

He reacts to Minh's sudden change in posture more then anything else as she raises her rifle. Craig drops the muzzle of his rifle ready to fire just as Minh takes down the wounded man. Craig moves forward to the edge of the killing field with his rifle at his shoulder taking up a new position to better cover the group.

AKS-47U (24/45) + 5 spare magazines
Browning HP (20/20) w/ silencer + 2 spare magazines
F-1 FRAG Grenade x 6, Smoke Grenade
Fire Support Element
Covering search party from stone wall

Jan quickly searched the wounded prisoner for any weapons and then ensured that he wasn't lying anywhere near one either.  He then pulled the belt off a nearby corpse and used it to tie the man's hands together.

"I think that this one's Russian," he called across to Konrad and the others, before continuing the sweep of the bodies with Quyen.  From now onwards though he ensured that any firearms were pulled out of reach of any potential survivors before he started checking for signs of life.

Dieter follows up on the radio, "I can help, I've cleaned enough game in my time. Let me know if you want a hand."

After finishing off the wounded horse, Dieter replaces the clip with a fresh mag. He will refill the old one later.
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  At the shouts and subsiquent gunfire Drew shoulders his weapon and takes cover behind the mound of muddy earth he has placed infront of his hole scanning the area in hopse of covering those who were in the field to police the dead and catch the stray horses.

  "Fuckin monkey fuck!"  he hisses.

  "Whose fuckin security!  Fucking piss me off.  Fuckers goin out without overwatch.  Thought we had snipers...tell me those fuckers are doin their job the lazy fucks....where the fuck is that kid....babel...abba Abel...where the fuck is he.  Fucker should be helpin dig.  Fucking dig in the fuckin freezin rain and we're gonna be boogeying soon.  Whats the fuckin point...fuckin flying monkey cluster fuck....three ring progie eating circus!"

  Drew spits out a piece of old muddy wood that has gotten in his mouth while diving for cover and shouldering his machinegun.

"PFFFT!...Bleh!...This sucks."

Sgt Drew
M240
Taking a break from digging to shoulder his machinegun and cover his team members while bitching and moaning, but hey, being in the cold wet rain sucks!
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Tucker moves up to a spot near by to Sutherland and (if he's still able to fire at a target) Robert will begin to engage targets that Craig was shooting at OR try and assist Minh and the immediate threat to her and Jan (if he can do that!  Once again, sorry for posting so late)

Tucker
M-16A2 29/30 / M-203 [HE]
Trying to help out wherever he can
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Thor heard Dellingr bitching, moaning and complaining and agreed completely with him. People had begun to move into the kill zone before the battle, such as it was, was even over. There'd simply been no time for anyone to deploy into proper positions, something that obviously needed to be talked about later.

In the meantime, Thor kept his mouth shut, replaced the spent magazine with a fresh one, and repositioned himself to fill the gap in the south west. At the end of the long building on the southern extremity of the farm, he found himself a relatively dry position under the eaves, settled down on the ground and slowly, carefully worked on concealing himself and his weapon while watching his arc.

"Thunderer in position."

Mariusz finished reporting the desertion of Apel and then walked over to Drew's position.

"That putin, Apel, has run off with a bike and some food. That leaves me as the only assistant gunner. I've helped Dawid dig in a bit, do you want help here?" he asked.

Jeff had followed somewhat behind Bayer, although he remained a safe distance away, and stood ready to blend into cover at a moment's notice.  After Minh had obliterated the wounded enemy, Jeff reemerged and approached Bayer.

[German]"You know Captain, my offer still stands on 'assistance' for 'questioning'.  My Russian, as you have seen, is excellent, and my government has taught me well on how to extract information."

Back in the rain, and preparing for interrogation, Jeff has replaced his trademark bandanna around his mouth and nose, leaving only his blue eyes, which are still concealed behind the brim of his Soviet issue patrol cap.

"Do you have interrogation schooling?" Bayer asks as he guides the horse back towards the farm. "One of my team is trained in such." Following his reply, he adds, "If you can be of assistance you may help."

Once the horse was back at the farm, he tied its reigns to something secure near the bikes. He'd hold off any move orders until the sweep team was done as well as a few more tasks that needed completion.

When he heard about Apel, he did all he could do suppress and conceal the rage. "Does the OP have any sight of him? Is he within rifle range?"
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In reply to Mariusz Tokarski (msg #211):

Drew looks at the youth.

"Thanks Mar."  as he mutters,

"That sonofabitch."

  As Drew pauses for a moment his jaw visibly clenched,

"That fucker took my extra ammo."  Fuck!  Fuckity fuckity fuck!" he mutters.

  Drew traces the belt of ammo in his weapon with his fingers.

"Gotta be more careful from now on....."

  Turning to Mar,

"Ya know Mar, I fuckin had turncoats and traitors.  I fuckin hate em."

  Realising Mar has asked a question he replies,

"No.  I got it good enough kid.  We aren't gonna stay here long, its good enough.  Thanks though."

Sgt Drew
M240 with 100 rounds less ammo than he had a minute ago
Done digging, and now feeling very tired, PS he still doesn't know about the casualties.

"No problem," Mariusz said, "that traitor left the radio he was carrying, I'll see if he left the spare ammo there, otherwise, will the MG3 ammo fit your gun? I have two belts for that."

Mariusz waited to hear Drew's reply and then returned to where Apel had left the radio to see if the ammo was there too.

"Yes, although it is not my specialization.  I will work with your interrogator as a supplement to their abilities.  Good Cop, Bad cop.  Just tell me who this interrogator is, and if there's any specific information you want, and I will inform them and then we will set up to begin questioning the prisoner, likely in one of the out buildings."

He pauses for a moment, then adds, "What do you want us to do after we have all the information we need?"

Once Jeff has all the information he needs from Bayer, and the perimeter is secured, he will move off to find the other interrogator, and relay Bayer's instructions.

In reply to Cap'n Rae (msg #204):

After Mariusz left, Dawid continued digging in the rain. He looked up from his wet and filthy work when the few scuffle and shots at the ambush site happened, although he didn't flinch when Thor's cannon went off. Satisfied that this wasn't some new call to arms he continued.

After a few minutes he stopped to rest in the rain. Sighing, he called over to to the other gun position, "Mariusz, Coulter had Drew's spare ammunition. Please go fetch it if he hasn't already!"

In reply to Mariusz Tokarski (msg #215):

"Don't waste your time kid....If he jett'ed then he probably didnt't stop ta dummp his gear....and don't worry about the MG, that is non desingigrating link, my stuff is.  Two different loading systems....whats done is done...we just gotta play it alot closer...er more cautious now is all kid."

Sgt Drew
M240
Watching, talking to Mar
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