Ioco Refinery
066 Hours Sunday 21 April 2001

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Up on the hillside, Major von Stahl saw Taras' gesture and gave him a wave in return to indicate understanding. Anything else would have been wasted effort. Taras' target was about 100m from him, and uphill.

In the space of time that Kelsey confronted the arrogant Lieutenant, Taras and company disembarked from the zodiac. The group quickly made it to the chain link fence lining the waterfront. Taras, Sheeler and Chau helped Bajorek, DeFazio and Droz over the drooping rusted barrier, then climbed over themselves. The whole process tool only about 10 seconds to accomplish. Then they were crossing the rail sidings 30m or so away, taking momentary cover behind two steel-sided bulk transport rail cars abandoned there.

The SAW gunner was now unseen to them (and to Kelsey) although his approximate position in the bushes at the edge of the parking lot under the tree was known. Unfortunately, the rest of Jagelis' unit was out of their line of sight, as they were in the "dead space" at the foot of the hill they were on.

Andy was sighted-in on the RPG gunner now and was taking up the slack on the trigger. He could send him to Hell with the merest effort. It was clear the gunner was sighted-in on the BTR's flank. It was a Mexican standoff of sorts; if the gunner chose to launch his rocket Andy could shoot but would come down to who's reflexes were faster.
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Von Stahl humg up the intercom with a curse. "Shit! We can't get UBC out here, too much in the way and we don't have a repeater any more. I would love to double-check this Benjamin John Jagelis a little better."

He looked downhill using his binoculars, focusing on Taras' maneuver. He raised his arm to indicate he understood Taras' own hand signal on his planned movement.


Major Nic v. Stahl Lima-6

HP-35 + 2 Mag
C8A1 + 5 Mag
3 fragmentation granades
1 smoke grenade (white)
bayonet

Dismounted behind LAV
Observing, signalling to Taras

Seeing Kelsey switch to low-ready, Jagelis scowled.

"Now, Corporal, that's not very friendly. But I see your point! Fine." He stepped a little closer to the south guard building, then turned around to the Humvee and waved at them.

"Jerry, stand down on the TOW! Mike, bring the rest of the vehicles in. We got work to do here."

The man turned the TOW aside and climbed down on the far side of the Humvee. Engines started up along the road, out of sight.

Jagelis turned back to Kelsey and said a little sarcastically, "there, are you quite satisfied now, Corporal? Just take it easy, girl, we don't want you to panic now. People could get hurt."

In reply to Nicolaus von Stahl (msg #2):

A little ways off from the Major, Delaney got a confused look on his face.

"Sir... did you say Benjamin John Jagelis? I thought when you guys were talking about some Jagelis it was about another guy. It can't be the "real" Ben Jagelis, because I'm sure that Lieutenant Jagelis is dead!"

"I know I'm not making much sense, let me explain. He was my OC in the Pats during the war in Europe, a real prick. When I was shipped back home he stayed and I heard he joined the Airborne Regiment. A mutual friend said he was killed about a year ago, up in the Baltic. This guy served with him too and he couldn't be mistaken."

"Bottom line, this joker down there must be an imposter using the same name because the real Jagelis is fucking dead, I'll swear to it."


Sgt. Seth Delaney
Lima 14

RPK with brass catcher (75/75 rnd drum) - held
 - 1x 75 rnd drum in pouch
 - 8x 40 rnd mags in chest harness

Dismounted by LAV,
Trying to sort through his confusion about an apparent imposter.

Makor von Stahl listened for a second, then nodded and spoke into his radio.

"All units go to Red immediately. Jagelis is not..."

His transmission was cut short by a single gunshot.


Major Nic v. Stahl Lima-6

HP-35 + 2 Mag
C8A1 + 5 Mag
3 fragmentation granades
1 smoke grenade (white)
bayonet

Dismounted behind LAV
Observing, warning the team

The early morning shot came to confirm everybody's suspicion that something was wrong. About to make the next bound towards the Eastern corner of the building. Before jumping over the rail cars the team tried to find the elusive machine gunner lurking nearby. Taras prepared three HC smoke grenades in order to cover the advance in the open. With minimal planning it was the easiest way to conceal the maneuver for a small area and short period of time. Taras noted that the direction of the wind was almost perfect coming flanking from the West. Too fast for a dense concentration but the relative humidity of the air would help to blow the right amount in the face of the threat.

Three times is charm...

The thought came as the ex Soviet Army Combat Engineer started popping the cartridges at different intervals.

Droz! Chau! Get ready to move on my command! The rest will cover by fire!






RIB/Maritime Detachment (Bravo)

Staff Sgt. Shevchenko  Bravo 1
Deploying three smoke grenades to screen their advance
PKM (100/100)
AKS-74U (30/30) +4 mags slung at his back
S&W 5946 (15/15)
RGO handgrenades x6
HC smoke x6 (-3)
AK bayonet


Carl Gustav fireteam:
Pvt. Droz Bravo 15 Sterling C1 (34/34) +2 mags. Slung. Carl Gustav
Const. Chau  Bravo 16 HK MP-5A2 (30/30) +4mags. Slung. 4 HEAT rounds

Const. Bajorek  Bravo 17 Remington 870P (7/7) +1 box (25 shells).
Troy DeFazio (Comms) Bravo 18 Sterling C1 (34/34) +2 mags.
Pvt. Sheeler Bravo 14 FN C1A1 (20/20) +4 mags.

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Kelsey bites off an 'ah shit' and tries to hide her reaction.  She's ready to drop to a crouch at the first wrong move and take Jagelis down immediate, seeing his little present over his shoulder.   If she can, she'll gently thumb her carbine off safe while he is facing away, and take a step back towards the north shack, picking up a bit more cover.

She tries a disarming smile "No offense El-Tee, Just tryin to keep folks alive, let's just take it real easy.  Commander would like a word with ya as soon as you can get your troops standing down, so we can coordinate this mess, un Charlie Foxtrot it, you know?"

She thumbs her radio "This is Alpha One, what was that gunshot, over?"





Alpha-One.
Commander BTR-70, between the buildings meeting with Jagelis,  Bunny Suited, Mask off, gloves off.  Rifle at ready, safety off when Jagelis turned away.  ready to crouch and fire.
C-8 Carbine - 6 spare Mags (5.56 NATO) - round chambered, safe off, ready.
6 C-13 Frag Grenades
2 Smoke grenades (Green/white)  (All grenades attached to webgear)
Kevlar helmet stowed with pack, commo headset on and plugged into a portable PRC, Glengary on.

"Shit", Andy thought to himself as the chaos raged around him. It had reached the point where he needed to fish or cut bait and despite Jagelis' order to stand down, his target was still totally focused on the BTR. He hated this sort of decision but the sum was simple, if he fired and got it wrong, a stranger died, possibly a comrade, but one who was encouraging a blue on blue if he was, if he didn't fire and got it wrong, the people he did know and care for in the BTR would die.

"No contest," the experienced sniper ran the odds in milliseconds and he gently rolled the trigger of his rifle and sent a round toward the unfortunate RPG gunner. The shot was aimed to kill, if you were firing there was no point fannying about trying to injure the man or damage his weapon. If his aim was true the man was already in a world of hurt.

As he fired and operated the bolt, Andy hissed to Mac, "Find me that fucking sniper."

Andy
Parker Hale Sniper rifle 5/5
Aimed shot at RPG gunner.

In the aftermath of the shot, Delaney jerked his head around, looking for the source of the shot and what Major von Stahl's orders.

"Keep an eye on our arc, Fox!"

He swung his RPG around to the south, trying to determine what the situation was.


Sgt. Seth Delaney
Lima 14

RPK with brass catcher (75/75 rnd drum) - held
 - 1x 75 rnd drum in pouch
 - 8x 40 rnd mags in chest harness

Dismounted to the north of the LAV,
Observing and covering South.

In reply to Seth Joseph Delaney (msg #9):

"You got it, too easy!"

Fox checked out the north and eastern flanks. His rifle was at his shoulder, and he aimed through the telescopic sight, using it to assist his vision.


Sgt. Robert Fox
Lima 18

C7A1 (30/30) with C79 Optical Sight/Starlight Scope + 6x 5.56mmN Magazines ammo pouches
M203 40mm Grenade Launcher (1 HE) + 10x 40mm HE, 2x 40mm HEDP, 4x 40mm Parachute Flares (Red), 4x 40mm HC Smoke.

Dismounted N (uphill) of LAV
Covering North and East.

In reply to Robert Duncan Fox (msg #10):

In the commander's seat, Fox cursed as he peered first into the thermal sight and then the periscopes. He couldn't see the Major in the periscopes so he had to make things happen, quick, or they would be a sitting duck.

"Lee, crank 'er up and raise the ramp, we're going mobile!"


Sgt. Keith Tremblay
Lima 17

Scoped FNC: 6 Spare Magazines
Colt M1911A1: 2 Spare Magazines
x4 M67 Fragmentation Grenades
x1 AN/M8 HC Smoke, White
x1 M7A3, CS Gas

In LAV's commander's seat.
Scanning the area to the south
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In reply to Andrew Montgomery McRae (msg #8):

"You got it!

As Andy's rifle cracked beside him, Mac jammed his eye into the electronic image intensifier, looking for the target.


Rifleman Chris MacDonald
Lima 15

FN + 4 Magazines
Hi-Power + 2 Magazines
4 C13 Fragmentation Grenades
2 M8A4 Smoke Grenades (Orange, White)
Paramedic Medical Kit

Deployed downhill (S) of LAV
Looking for the sniper

In reply to Christopher Little Hawk MacDonald (msg #12):

"Holy shit! Starting up now!"

She hit the starter and the LAV's warm diesel engine fired up immediately. Rachel debated whether to pull her head in (safer) or keep it out (better visibility), then decided to risk being exposed, especially if they were going to be rolling downhill. She did tighten the strap on her tactical helmet (she was wearing it in place of a CVC helmet as it had a headphone jack).


Cpl. Rachel Lee
Lima 3

MP5A3 + 6 Magazines.
S&W Model 5956 + 2 magazines.
2 FB Grenades, 2 CS Grenades.

LAV's driver seat.
Starting LAV's Engine.

Crap... ah well.  Kelsey crouches against the wall of the north hut to reduce her target and visibility, bringing her rifle up to aim/cover on Jagelis.  "I'd do a whole lot of not movin, eltee"  Ready to fill the man with holes if he does much more than breathe, instead it is her that gets the shock... as she makes an ungraceful tumble to the ground as the fire from the SAW rips across her position and she feels exploding pain in her chest.  She looks up into the rain as she falls wondering if this is the last thing she will ever see.



Alpha-One.
Commander BTR-70,  Downed by enemy fire, near north guard shack.
C-8 Carbine - 6 spare Mags (5.56 NATO) - round chambered, safe off, ready to fire.
6 C-13 Frag Grenades
2 Smoke grenades (Green/white)  (All grenades attached to webgear)
Kevlar helmet stowed with pack, commo headset on and plugged into a portable PRC, Glengary on.

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A shot cut short von Stahl's warning transmission.

Looking through his scope, Andy could see his own bullet take the RPG gunner below his steel helmet and behind the ear as he fired his rocket. His trigger finger jerked convulsively and the rocket hit the ground in front of him and, not having time to arm, spun up into the air before exploding several hundred metres away.

Receiving no reply to her transmission and hearing all hell breaking loose on the hillside above her, Kelsey swung her weapon to cover Jagelis. She saw him wordlessly duck left (from her perspective) out of sight around the north corner of the building she was standing against. At the same time, someone at the Humvee 150m away to the east opened up on her with an M16A2 over the bonnet, firing several 3-round bursts in her direction. Most missed or chewed into the plywood and armour glass front of the cinder-block guard hut. Several went "zing" around and over her. One round hit her in the left side torso, slamming into her flak vest. Kel's wind was knocked out of her and she staggered to the side, stunned.

Down at the train tracks, Taras stood where he was almost fully covered by the rail car and threw out the first smoke canister to create a smoke screen. It landed where he intended.

Automatic gunfire out of sight echoed out through the wooded hills as someone began firing in the parking lot. The unseen SAW gunner above them opened up, firing a long ripping burst at the train cars below him. Taras estimated at least 40-60 rounds were expended in his direction and at least a few came close to ricochet away harmlessly. His element was protected from the suppressive automatic fire by the rusted steel of the rolling stock (a tactical situation reminiscent of many firefights to control rail yards during the Great Patriotic War with the Hitlerites) although he could hear panicked exclamations from at least one or two of his people behind him. They seemed well-enough trained but none were battle-hardened like he was and this was probably the first time they had come under effective fire.

He noted with satisfaction that the first smoke grenade was deploying in a satisfactory manner, carried by the wind eastwards towards the machinegunner that antagonised them and had them effectively pinned down.

OOC:

09:11, Today: helbent4 rolled 7 using 1d10. NPC Initiative.
09:11, Today: helbent4 rolled 10 using 1d10. PC Initiative.

Remember to add the above number to your Initiative. The PCs that are able to will go first this turn.
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Peering through the scope, Mac was unable to locate the sniper.

"I LOST THE MOTHERFUCKER!"


Rifleman Chris MacDonald
Lima 15

FN + 4 Magazines
Hi-Power + 2 Magazines
4 C13 Fragmentation Grenades
2 M8A4 Smoke Grenades (Orange, White)
Paramedic Medical Kit

Deployed downhill (S) of LAV
Looking for the sniper

To his horror, Seth saw the Major crumpled on the ground beside the LAV.

"Shit! Medic! The Major is fuckin' down! Don't back the LAV up!"

Grabbing his RPK, Seth sprinted down to where the Major lay sprawled out on the ground.


Sgt. Seth Delaney
Lima 14

RPK with brass catcher (75/75 rnd drum) - held
 - 1x 75 rnd drum in pouch
 - 8x 40 rnd mags in chest harness

Rear of LAV
Checking out the Major