Danny stays behind the sandbags, using the Sako's optic to scan the bridge and the west riverbank for activity.
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Connolly safes and slings her AIMS-74 before picking up her binoculars.  She turns her attention to the men visible on the pier, trying to determine what they're doing besides staying out of Thijs' firing arc.

"Oui," Jan replied to Konrad with a nod.  He pressed the transmit button on his radio.  "Jan to all stations.  Does anyone know where Minh is?  She is needed at the tow cable."

He then set off to find Minh, slinging his rifle again and drawing his pistol, just in case they had missed a Russian soldier and they had another threat aboard.  If he encountered Danny at any point he declined medical treatment until they found Minh.

"She is on the main deck behind the mortar." Bayer directs Jan.

Jan nodded at Konrad's answer and headed that way, looking for Minh.

Anders kept on scanning for any potential targets from behind the Vasilek's gunshield. He was lucid and focused now - the flashback from the past was gone again. He knew, he should probably talk to someone about it, but who would he talk to? He didn't really know the people he was on the tugboat with right now and just talking, well, it might not really do a thing.

When Jan finds Quyen she follows after him in back to the stern. On the way she quickly darts into the ship to grab her small pack, knowing that the problem will probably need something in her demo kit.

When she reaches the fuse she notices that it's been severed. Likely from the high-pressure steam. She planned for the wires to get wet but she didn't anticipate the force of the steam defences. Minh drops her rifle and pack on the deck and crouches down behind the side of the ship for cover. "I need to resplice. Pull it in some and give me some slack please." she explains. Quyen then uses her multitool and strips down some of the insulating rubber and reconnects the wires to a new starter.

Minh then nods to Jan and back to Bayer to signal she is ready. They should get their heads down... just in case. When it's safe she will try to blast the charge again.

With her comrades covering her by laying down heavy suppressive fire on the highway bridge looming over the proceedings from its multipiered perch upriver, Minh makes her way aft (wisely using the covered starboard side) to attempt repair of the presumably severed quick-release charge tethered to the heavy cable that is currently making captive of the river tug. Arriving at the stern, she examines the damage, arrives at a conclusion, and begins splicing the fuse and attaching a fresh igniter. It takes her practiced hands about two minutes to complete the task. In the meantime Griet slowly reverses thrust on the tug's propulsion system, backing slowly towards the moored monitor in order to put some slack into the tow line. Satisfied that the fuse is repaired properly, Minh pulls the starter line and watches with baited breath as the fuse chord sputters to life. A strangely dark, hissing ember quickly consumes the line, spewing smoke along behind itself as it races towards the now submerged demo charge. The tiny devil dips below the grey, roiling murk of the chilly Vistula, and is seemingly snuffed out. A full second passes, during which frustration and disappointment grow like neglected weeds in the hearts and minds of those watching and/or waiting alike. Then, will an almost orgasmic release, the charge detonates, heaving a milky white, almost luminescent pillar of water several stories into the cold, damp sky. The roiling BOOM that accompanies the spewing eruption sucks at the lungs and presses down on the guts. Not-quite-freezing water showers all those on deck, a bit of the spray even reaching the Vasilek crew far forward.(-100 rounds 12.7mm)

The line is broken, the Krolowa unfettered.



Next Moves?
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Covered in the impromptu shower of cold water from the Vistula Craig momentary stopped firing the machine gun. He yells to Larue;

"Any targets on the bridge ? Changing out belt"

He then grabs one of the cans of 12.7mm behind him and reloads the DShK keeping as much cover as possible between him and the bridge.

Port side of tug
Changing out belt

Port DShK [25/200]
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Once the Queen was moving again Jan gave Minh a quick nod of appreciation and then quickly made his way to find Danny.  He wanted to get his arm examined before they tried to motor under the bridge.

"Danny.  I need you to stop the bleeding quickly," he said while showing the paramedic his bloody left arm.  "I need to be able to fire my grenade launcher at the bridge as we pass under it so you must be fast."

He kept his pistol in his right hand, ready for any borders they had missed.


Jan
Finding Danny and getting first aid on his left arm wound
AK-74 (34/40rnds - 1x 40rnd & 10x 30rnd mags in total) - slung
BG-15 (1/1 HE Grenade - 18x HE Grenades in total) - underslung
Sig Sauer P226 - (13/15 rnds - 4x 15rnd mags in total) - held
Frag Grenade x2
Smoke Grenade (Coloured) x1
Hunting Knife

Mariusz kept scanning the bridge ready to engage anyone that threatened the tug.

Griet sighed with relief as she felt the burden of the monitor released from the tug, "All ahead full," she said calmly to the engines.

Once forward momentum was restored she used the intercom to address the crew, "Guns, in sixty seconds I will begin to steer fifteen points to starboard. Starboard Dushka will be able to cover the built-up bank of the town and the Port Dushka should be able to cover the far bank and the bridge. Let me know if that isn't the case."

"Be alert, I'll announce course corrections before I make them."

She kept the tug moving forward and intended to exercise her course correction in a minute unless someone told her different.

Even hunched down, Jay was soaked by the exploding spray. As the boat lurched forward he grinned at Tuck and Minh, glad that they had completed their task.

He quickly moved to a new position that offered some cover where he could fire upon the bridge if needed, and then began to scan for threats.

"Jay starboard side, Sergeant Tucker port side." Bayer quickly calls to the Kommandos with him on the stern before the geyser of water finishing raining down. He then gives Quyen a nod for getting them free and says "Back to the front with Jan... keep him from getting shot again."

Bayer then follows behind, toggling his radio's transmit button, wanting info on any enemy targets and the status of his personnel who have a radio, "All call signs, Sunray. SITREP. Over."

Craig pushes the transmit button on his radio and give that SITREP that was asked for as he reloads the machine gun.

With about a minute to go until Griet's planned course change, and with several men visible on the dock outside the Degtyarev's field of fire, Thijs scoops up his automatic rifle, moves the two meters or so to the head of the ladder and goes prone, putting some lead downrange at those men.

Thijs
Head of starboard Main-Upper Deck ladder, prone
C7A1 LSW [85/90 +(6x30)] on bipod
Firing bursts at men on dock

Danny keeps his eye to the Sako's scope, still scanning the bridge for movement or the flicker of incoming fire.  "No targets!" he yells in response to Craig's inquiry.  "Load!"

He stays on the rifle as Jan approaches.  "Yeah, just wait until Craig's--" he glances over at the Brit-- "reloaded.  Craig!  Jan's hit, I'm treating him while we've in halftime here!"

He takes a moment to locate the unfamiliar rifle's safety, then grasps Jan's shoulder, pulling him down behind the sandbags.  "Here, dude, lemme take a look."  He pulls his EMT shears from the utility pouch on his armor and widens the tear the bullet made in the sleeve of Jan's jacket.  "Okay, good news is this ain't too bad.  It clipped the bicep but it missed the bone and didn't tumble.  Bad news is," he draws a vial and syringe from his aid bag, "I don't wanna numb it enough that you can't feel it, 'cause then you can't shoot.  This is gonna sting--" he jabs twice with the needle-- "and this is gonna hurt worse," he finishes as he begins packing a half-meter of gauze into the exit wound.

(Danny: -1 disposable syringe, -1 dose local anesthetic, -1 small field dressing)

Bayer's SITREP request comes in as he's securing a pressure dressing over the injury.  "Hey, dude, hit my transmit key for me," he instructs his patient.  "Sunray, Coyote-- uh, Starlight.  Got one Whiskey India Alpha here, still in the fight.  Treating now.  I don't see any incoming from the bridge." He nods to Jan to release the microphone.

Danny @ upper deck, forward port corner
Sako TRG-21 [6/10] - leaning nearby, on SAFE
Winona [28/30 + 5 magazines] - slung, on SAFE
CZ 75 [15/15 + 2 magazines] - holstered, cocked and locked
AN-M8 HC smoke grenade x2 - on vest
AN-M18 red smoke grenade x1 - on vest

treating Jan

"Sunray, Seagull," Connolly interjects from the wheelhouse, "I see no fire from the dock and no activity aboard the monitor.  The lack of incoming may be because I told them I'd start executing their men if they didn't fuck off.  No response on their channel, though."

Boots @ bridge, aft viewport
AIMS-74 [16/30 + 4 magazines] - ready, on BURST
M11 [13/13 + 2 magazines] - holstered, loaded but decocked

monitoring comms and monitoring the monitor
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Robert taps Minh on her helmet and gives her a quick wink before picking up all of his gear and then reports to the port side and reports in ANY kind of trouble.  "Tucker, Sunray.  SITREP as follows...."

Switching to his personal weapon, Thijs scatters the men on the pier with a very short burst from his LSW. The third round in the intended five-round burst fails to fire and the Dutchman is stuck with some sort of jam. The two rounds that did fire, however, apparently passed close enough to the target to have some effect. (Thijs -3 rounds, JAM!)

The Krolowa, free from its shackles, pulls away from the near shore, turning its bows downriver. When Craig moves to reload his Dishka, the Soviet troops remaining on the highway bridge take heart again, albeit quite gradually. As Craig chambers a round from a fresh 100-round belt of 12.7mm, small arms fire is once again peppering the tug. Those on the main deck aft are most vulnerable and they quickly scramble into cover. Aside from the unmanned PKM sitting behind the sandbagged fighting position on the raised quarterdeck, the ZU-23-2 is the only weapon system currently capable of engaging targets directly aft of the tug. The 23mm AA gun, however, is currently both exposed and lacking a crew. Still, as long as the Soviets on the bridge don't have anything heavier than a GPMG, the tug will soon be out of danger from that quarter. As the tug turns slowly to starboard, Craig lets off one last burst at the receding highway bridge, before the tug's superstructure gets in the way and the port Dishka is no longer able to engage. (-10 rounds 12.7mm)

Over on the starboard side, the north/east bank comes into view, and Thijs can now see behind the monitor to the docking complex where a half-dozen men seek cover. The Monitor, however, now that the Krolowa is no longer tugging it, is starting to drift downriver at the end of its shore tether. As a result, it will once again be screening the docking area very soon.

By keeping out towards the center of the channel, the tug is at the very limit of effective range of most small arms. Her speed will also make her a more challenging target should the Soviets troops on either bank decide to continue to keep her under fire. There's still quite a bit of Torun to get past before the danger is passed. The Krolowa is now about 100 downriver of the docking area, 75m away from the monitor, and 300m or so away from the north/east bank.

Sorry, folks. Despite being offline for a month a change of ISP, my Google maps is still out of whack. Hopefully, my descriptions are adequate.


Next Moves?

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As his line of fire on the bridge diminished and the opposite bank came into view Craig scanned the shoreline for any viable targets.

He was going to rely on Larue's superior optics when he remembered he was off treating Jan. From behind the machine guns shield he listens to the barrel cooling off and the noises of the ongoing battle around him.



Port side of tug
Scanning for targetst

Port DShK [190/200]

"Sunray, Seagull.  Cancel that last about no incoming," Connolly growls over the team channel.  "It was nice while it lasted.  Fuckers," she concludes in a disgusted South Park intonation.

Jay moved back to starboard as ordered. He kept his head low and watched for targets. If anyone presents themselves he will fire short aimed bursts to suppress them while they make their escape.
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As they cleared the bridge Mariusz called over to Anders, "I'll check port, you check starboard."

He turned to his side and kept an eye out for any potential targets.

Griet kept the tug as close to the centre of the river as she could and she kept a careful eye on the channel ahead.