Blue, returning to his senses, rolls into the ditch after Max. Max rises up enough to spot a persistent muzzle flash- probably a squad automatic weapon of some sort- blazing away at his companions near the Ural. He raises his AK-74/BG-15 to his shoulder, sites the grenade launcher, and unleashes an HE grenade at the enemy gunner. He ducks down to avoid counter fire so he doesn’t see where the grenade lands but he hears the satisfying crump of its detonation, followed shortly thereafter by a rather unnerving scream carrying urgently over the 100m distance between the two groups.

After unleashing a burst with his M4, Snow displaces to avoid counter-fire and starts trying to contact other members of the party on his radio. As of the moment, no one is responding.

Joost, realizing the futility of using his buckshot load at 100m, rolls to his back in the ditch and starts loading solid slugs. After several seconds, he rolls to his knees and rises to a low crouch in the ditch. It sounds like his companions are finally beginning to return fire.

Meanwhile, a dozen meters west at the Ural, Old Adam acquiesces to Wayne’s offer of assistance and the two men drag the wounded Uller into the southern roadside ditch using the nose of the Ural to cover the move. They make it to safety and begin to examine Uller’s wound.

Anneka, seeing that her services aren’t immediately required, makes a lateral run from the front of the Ural to the southern roadside ditch near where Blue has just rolled.  Rounds smack off the asphalt at her feet while others buzz through the air so close to her head that she swears she can feel the heat of their passage on the back of neck. She makes it to the ditch and pops up to return fire with her Uzi. Fortunately for her, events have transpired which spare her from more of the enemy’s direct attention...

Konrad edges to the nose of the Ural using the opportunity provided by Anneka’s run to take a look for targets. He spots one of the shooters firing unsuccessfully at heels of the sprinting nurse and quickly raises his G36/HK-69 to his shoulder. He pulls the trigger and watches the projectile sail through the air to hit the enemy shooter square in the side of the head. The resulting pink-hued explosion leaves no doubt as to the target’s status.

Clarence and Yazz fire and move in the northern ditch, covering Tuck’s dash to the southern ditch. Neither man has had any indication of success but neither man has been hit either. Tuck scoots laterally along the ditch trying to get a decent firing angle on the enemy line.

Urgent shouting, intermixed with the piteous screams of a wounded man, can now be heard echoing from the enemy position. The volume of enemy fire has decreased notably all along the line.

[Private to Anneka Soleblume; Joost van den Haas: You hear a desperate voice crying in Polish, "Oh my God! My balls! My balls are gone!" Another voice calls forcefully, "We're fucked! Fall back! Fall back!" followed by shouts of "Cover fire!" and "Go! Go!"]

Gunny shifts quickly to Tuck’s vacated position behind the rear tires and slides into a prone firing position, using the Ural’s axle and wheels as the best available cover. He peers through the scope of his SVD from under the truck and spots a target just as the man fires a projectile from a detached grenade launcher of some kind. He aligns the crosshairs and pulls the trigger. The scope moves slightly out of alignment with the recoil; when he reacquires the target, the man is returning to cover, apparently un-hit.

A smoking canister of some sort arcs out of the enemy position to land midway between the opposing lines. White smoke continues to issue forth from the canister. The smoke doesn’t spread too widely in the still air; instead it builds up in a towering, almost stationary cloud, partially obscuring the enemy line in the center. Another rifle grenade sails through the upper edge of the rising cloud to burst about 40 meters short of the road. What sounds like only two enemy weapons open up in a long rattle of automatic fire before falling silent.

Actions?

[Private to Anneka Soleblume; Bruce 'Bluey' Thompson; Clarence Milk; John Yazzie; Max Fosters; Robert 'Tuck' Tucker; Trevor 'Snowy' White: Clarence, Yazzie, and Tuck can all see three men break cover on the left and run towards the woods to the north. One man is helping an obviously wounded mate. Team Oz and Anneka can see two men break cover on the right and head for the woods. One is limping noticeably. Those closer to the Ural can't see much but white smoke.]
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John will rise from his position and shoot 3 round bursts at the three fleeing personel until he has to change magazines . He will then seek cover to reload.



"RISING....TARGETS LEFT TO RIGHT....RELOADING"


John
AKM
Firing 3 round burst from the keeling position. Using cover.
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After Tucker slides into his 'new' position, he flips up the sight for his M-203 grenade launcher and readies to fire.  He carefully comes up over the top of his cover/concealment, lines up his shot at the three men moving towards the woods to the north (one of which is wounded) yelling out, "ROUND OUT!" He fires the HEDP round at those three people/targets, leading them, just slightly.  With the wounded man, he shouldn't have to lead them that far.

Tuck
M-16A2 [30]/M-203 [empty-firing HEDP]
Firing his M-203 [HEDP Rpound] at the three targets moving towards the woods to the north, one of which is wounded
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"Be ready to break contact and remount! Doc, get to the captain!"Parks barks. Listening for the sounds of the urals running engine, Parks continues to scan for targets around and through the billowing smoke ready to take another shot.


Parks
Behind the rear wheels of the Ural
SVD [9] + 3x 10rnd mags
Scanning the area for targets while listening to see if the Ural is still running.

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Clarence pops his head up just in time to catch sight of three figures rising up from their position and beginning to withdraw towards the northern woodline.

The unamed Native American rises up along side him, calls a warning to the team, and begins firing up the fleeing ambushers.

Clarence sights on the unencumbered enemy and fires another burst to encourage them in their headlong flight.

Then, holding the pistol grip of his shortened AK in his right hand, he reaches over his shoulder with his left, grabs the KY-189 handset from his AN/PRC-119 radio, and responds to Snow's call,

"Snow, this is Milk: Negative on the flankers. We got three Tangos falling back on the left side here. Engaging. OVER."

Clarence Milk
In the northern roadside ditch
AKSU-74
Trying to coordinate ops with the group

Anneka catches the voice of Gunny and turns towards the Ural, the Captain with the wounded Uller. Rising she runs towards the vehicle hunched over, the Uzi clutched to her chest and on safety. Her boots crunch on the shattered glass of the vehicles door as she drops beside Uller ”Just relax” she speaks calmly in Polish ”I’ll have you patched up in no time.” She then begins checking Uller for any hidden wounds and then treats the worst first.

[Private to Cap'n Rae: Depending on how much she can do in this bound I can make a medical roll if you need it.]

Anneka
Returning to Ural
Begin treating Uller

"(Channel 3) Yeah, I see 'em Milky. We still have a possible Romeo Papa Golf in the treeline so I'd stay clear of the truck. I've got an open road on my side, can you see any way of flanking these bastards? Over."

While talking on his tactical radio, Snowy has rolled onto his back and slips the magazine out of his weapon. Placing the half expended mag in his pocket, he slips a new one in and pulls on the charging handle.

Snowy is looking along the ditch as he talks, if there's any cover leading off towards the OPFOR position he'll radio it in to get a flanking party together.

Snowy
M4 (30)
Southern ditch
Communicationg/reloading.

Clarence responds while observing the apparently withdrawing enemy and scanning what's visible of the treeline through the white smoke,

"Negative Snowy. It's flat as a pancake back here. Recommend we regroup and assess casualties before moving. If there's an RPG out there, we should get folks away from the truck."

Clarence Milk
Northern roadside ditch
AKSU-74
Coordinating with Snow

Max notes the ample fire at the fleeing protagonists.  Slides back down into the ditch.  Listens in to Snow's conversation on the radio.

"Maybe they have obscured the truck with their own smoke so the RPG may not have line of sight.  Let's move the truck while we cover the flank."

Max will then slide across from the north side of the drainage ditch to the south side of the same ditch in order to see who (if anyone) is driving the Ural.

If someone is in the truck cabin, Max will use handsignals to tell them to urgently move the truck along the road.  Then Max will return to the North side of the ditch to ensure the enemy is continuing to retreat to the wood line.

If no one is in the truck, Max will jump in the driver's seat and begin driving it to safety (East, towards the abandoned UAZ ?)


Max
kneeling in drainage ditch
Ak-74 (30) BG-15 (0)
Waving truck on or driving it forward himself
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Relieved to hear the cacophony of return fire from his team mates, Joost rises to a tactical crouch.  With his Mossberg held snug into his shoulder he attempts acquire a fleeing target in his "ghost ring" sights only to be frustrated by the billow of fresh concealment smoke now rising up between him and his prey.  In the distance, beyond the obscuration of the ethereal wall, he hears the pathetic screaming of a wounded and disorganized enemy.

"Aye, ye hear that?" he turns and bellows to his comrades in the ditch to his west. "It's  a rout!  We got 'em on the run!  Nail 'em 'fore they can rally! Go go go!"

With that, Joost ducks back below the line of sight and shuffles quickly down the ditch to the east in order to regain a vantage point around the growing cloud, anxious to engage the raiders before they can regroup beyond the treeline and equally hopeful that they are not holding additional forces in reserve.

[Joost]
In the northern ditch
Mossberg M590 at high ready - 3 slugs, 6 buckshot
Maneuvering east for a clear shot

Once the driver and Captain are out of the vehicle and under cover Wayne crouches and walks over to the left side of the mortar and leans out taking a look around the north side of the road with his camera.  He assess the terrain looking for somewhere to move and yet remain out of the way of the combatants.

"Dammit that smoke is obscuring my view, no joy on any targets from my position"
Konrad calls out.

"Anyone else see them ?"

With the smoke blocking his view of the enemies Konrad reloads his launcher with another HE round and will keep a close eye on the abandoned UAZ, waiting to see if anyone tries to reclaim it.

Konrad Bayer
Front of URAL, watching the UAZ
G36/HK 69 (Reloading HE round)

Tuck works his way into firing position in the southern roadside ditch. He rises to his knees and sights on the small cluster of enemy fleeing towards the woods on the left, leading them just a little. He pulls the trigger and watches the deadly metallic orb sail towards its targets.

Shortly before Tuck’s grenade gets airborne, Yazzie and Clarence pop up out of the ditch almost in unison and begin firing at the retreating enemy (Yazzie single shots; Clarence in a single burst). Neither register any hits before Tuck’s 40mm grenade detonates a few meters ahead of the enemy group. There’s a flash and puff of white smoke and all three enemy go down in the long grass. It’s impossible to know whether they’ve been killed or wounded and, if the latter, how badly. Tuck’s satisfaction is mitigated by the realization that the back of his left pant leg is heavy and wet with blood- his own blood...

Gunny maintains his position by the rear wheels of the Ural. Due to the white smoke between him and the enemy, he can’t make out any of their movements. Over the sound of the Ural’s running engine, he calls for Anneka to attend to the wounded Uller.

Anneka responds to Gunny’s call, making her way down the ditch to where Adam sits next to the pale, reclining Uller. She tears Uller’s trouser around the site of the wound in order to get a better look. She sees a jagged, quarter sized puncture wound in his upper, left thigh. It doesn’t look too deep and there’s not much blood- a very good sign.  The bone does not appear to have been broken either. Anneka is confident that she could remove the fragment and sew up the wound under more favorable circumstances. For now, she expertly applies a field dressing to the wound in order to keep it clean and stop any remaining bleeding.

Wayne, meanwhile, has moved to the towed mortar at the back of the Ural just in time to witness Tuck’s successful grenade shot. Unfortunately, he’s a second too late to get a photo of the action. [Private to Wayne Freeman: From his standing position, however, he can see movement in the grass where the enemy trio went down. It looks like two of them have started to crawl towards the treeline.]

Konrad, at the nose of the Ural, stays put, reloading an HE round into his HK-69. He notices the sound of liquid splashing off a hard surface and takes a look beneath the Ural. Clear fluid is leaking from the engine compartment. He doesn't detect any tell-tale smell, though, that might indicate what the fluid is.

Joost shifts laterally to his right along the northern roadside ditch. He gets to a position where he can see past the smoke and spots a fleeing man limping away towards the woods. He’s well over a hundred meters away now, but Joost sends a slug his way as a little added incentive. Miraculously, the target tumbles forward into the grass, hit. As Joost admires his wonder shot, the man crawls back to his feet and continues limping- albeit in a more pronounced fashion- towards the woods.

Snow lies on his back in the ditch reloading his M4 while trying to coordinate actions via radio with the others on the western side of the Ural, about 30 meters distant.

Blue lies in the ditch nearby, trying to clear the cobwebs from his aching skull.

Max heads back towards the Ural along the southern ditch. With the gunfire dying down, he can hear that the engine is still running. He can’t see through the spider-webbed windshield but he does notice Adam, Uller, and Anneka in the ditch ahead. Konrad kneels at the front of the truck. As Max nears the Ural he observes fluid leaking out the bottom of the engine compartment. The truck's front, left tire is flat as well.

There is no longer any incoming fire nor any visible enemy. However, your eyes start to sting and water a little and some of you feel a slight, unpleasant burning sensation in your lungs. Snowy immediately recognizes the tell-tale taste of tear gas. It’s a small dose, though- just the lingering remnants of the white cloud now dissipating in front of your positions.

Actions?
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Tuck raises his fist from the rifle/grenade launcher combo and shakes it at the area where he just took down three guys with the HEDP round.  "TAKE THAT MOTHERFUCKERS!" he screams out as the pain in his leg begins to feel more noticable and he comes down just below his cover/concealment.  Tucker breaks the slide open on his M-203 and lets the empty HEDP shell slide out and reaches into his MOLLE vest and replaces the chamber with a HE grenade, closing the action.  Tuck puts his hand to the back of his wounded leg to see how bad it is bleeding.

Tucker grabs his radio and keys the mike, "Team, this is Tuck.  I got three down going to the treeline with my last shot.  Let's get a SITREP, Over!"

Tuck
M-16A2 [30]/M-203 [0]- Reloading HE
Reloading M-203 w. HE round and trying to make immediate assessment of situation and of his wounds (as practical for round time)
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Wayne lets out a curse at missing the grenade shot but takes a picture of the aftermath, then lowers is camera to call out to no one in particular, "One down, two crawling toward treeline!"  He then brings the camera back up and scans the battlefield again, snapping a few shots of the friendlies around.
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To the gunny,

"Guns, are we going to clear the ambush zone?"

To all, " 3 down in my sector from last call, no targets"

John will wait in current position until ordered to move.

John
AKM
waiting in ditch for orders
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Parks, hearing the others report, stands and slings his SVD and grabs his AKR while staying behind the Ural's rear tires. "Doc, How bad's the driver? Is he movable?" Parks says while looking around for the others positions. " I am clearing the UAZ. Someone needs to check out tha' Ural. She's leakin'. Tuck, keep whoever you need and secure this perimeter. Check your ammo and your buddy. Walking wounded get to the doc. We move out as soon as the ural and UAZ check out." Parks barks then turns to wayne."Times, can you help get the big Aussie to the doc? I gotta do some bomb sniffin'." Parks finds his unnamed spotter and gives him a hand signal to advance along the northern ditch toward the UAZ. With that done, Parks raises his AKR to his shoulder, thumbs the safety, and starts a slow advance on the UAZ along the southern ditch.



Parks
Advancing east along the southern ditch toward the UAZ.
AKR [30] + 3x 30rnd mags
Observing and slowly advancing on the UAZ.

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To Gunny Parks, "Guns, I will move on the north ditch and cover your flank."

John will move out with the gunny and stay on the north ditch until told to do otherwise. John will move with weapon at the ready (weapon in shoulder parallel with the ground looking over sights) John will continue to look for targets from the ambush area and his sector.


John
AKM
Moving with Gunny
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"Got it Wayne!"

Clarence rises from the ditch to sites over his chopped-off AK on the vicinity of the impact of Tuck's sweet grenade shot.

Keeping his eyes out for enemy movement, Clarence shouts out, "Is everybody OK? Sound off!"

He notices Gunny and the quiet guy head out east along the drainage ditch.

Well Clarence, I guess you're on your own again...

He squeezes the transmit button on the radio handset to fill Snow in on the situation at the tail end of the Ural (of course anyone else listening in can hear this too): "We got three enemy down in the grass on the left, status unknown. Gunny and the quiet guy are headed your way. Over"

Clarence Milk
In the northern ditch at the back of the Ural
AKSU-74
Scanning the field to the north/trying to coordinate ops
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Snowy tastes the acrid smell of tear gas and shouts

"GAS! Mask Up!"

Putting his mask on, he leopard-crawls over to Bluey and takes Bluey's helmet off.

"Sorry mate, this is going to hurt like hell."

He drags Bluey's mask over Bluey's head and pats his shoulder. "Probably just CS," he calls out in a muffled and hoarse call, "but coughing with a concussion is not going to be much fun either."

Gathering up his weapon, he scans about again and adjusts his helmet mike to work with his gas mask.

"(Channel 3) Snowy again, are we securing the ambush site or blowing through? Over."

If still feasible, "Milk's, it's Tuck.  Took one to the leg.  Doesn't seem to bad, Break!  All posts, stand fast until we get you some cover if you're moving out.  We should be clearing that jeep first,  Over!"
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Max slaps his hand down on the bonnet of the still running Ural.  He drops to his haunches and looks at what the engine is dumping on the ground.
Max looks for where any of the injured are, spies them in the north (?) ditch and moves towards them yelling
"Mount up!

Get in the truck.  Get in the bed of the truck!  Get all the injured into the back of the truck."

Max turns to Snow
"Snow, Truck is hit and dumping water.  I'm driving out of here with the wounded.  We'll clear the area and regroup then.  I dont know what the shelf life is for a truck running without any water, but we're about to find out.  If we can drive the truck to the boat before it ceases, we'll be in front."

Max then turns to the wounded in the ditch to help them get into the rear of the Ural.

If there is anyone with the wounded (Anneka, maybe others) Max will speak to them while helping wounded bodies into the rear of the Ural
"We're going to drive out of here.  Others look to have us covered, lets go"


Max
Ak-74 slung over shoulder
Helping wounded into the truck, then driving Ural East out of the danger zone.

"Clear to the front at the moment, no movement"
Konrad calls out

With people already moving to check out the UAZ, Konrad will stay with Ural and provide local security and covering fire if required.

Konrad takes this opportunity to switch his radio on as well (Channel 3)

"Any plans to sweep the ambush site for wounded and/or weapons/ammo ?"

Konrad Bayer
Front of Ural, covering those moving up to the UAZ
G36/HK69 (HE Round loaded)

Max is helping the injured onto the back of the Ural, when Konrad asks his question.  Max is puffing as he answers.

"I have no plans Konrad to sweep the area.  Lets just get the wounded out of harms way.  It looks like the other guys have them on the run, we should be safe to move out now.
(puff puff) Plus, ... (puff) the engine has lost its water.  Lets get out of harms way and the equipment to the boat before the engine overheats and ceases up.  Theres a flat tyre too.  But if we can get away from here i'm sure no one will mind a bumpy ride for a while".


Max
Evacing from the area.
Driving the Ural when injured passengers are on board
Hoping it'll make it to the boat.

Clarence blinks away some tears as he gets a whiff of tear gas. He's still keeping an eye on the ambush site and the northern woodline.

Damn...

He pushes the transmit button on his radio handset,

"Alright boys, we got two options. We either stay put where we are and provide cover to the team clearing the UAZ from here or we push out to the ambush site and do the same from there. What'll it be? Over."

He shouts over his shoulder to the Southern ditch,

"Hey Tuck, you want the medic to check you out?"

Clarence Milk
(no change)
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