Heat and Blood [David]

[klaus]

The city of Biskara lay in peace. But it would not be as peaceful very long. Seven soldiers of the 1st Medical Platoon tried to relax in the hot desert building. The long dried clay building was incredibly stuffy, it seemed as if the only fresh air flowed through the small open windows, for the doorways were covered with a heavy cotton sheet that kept everything, including insects, from getting in or out. The walls looked flimsy, and the Axis troops doubted that they could stand up to a hard hit by a rifle butt, let alone a bullet.

"Aha! Sie schulden mir ein paar Spam-Frühstück am Morgen!" Private Johann Luhr shouted loudly. Johann straightened up from his slouched sitting position and threw his hands up in victory. Private Artur Breithaupt shook his head in defeat, throwing down a few greasy-looking cards and reclining on . Johann proceded to rub his victory in poor Artur's face when Private Xavier Herb lowered the book from his face and said irretibly "Das ist, wenn wir überleben zu essen ein Stück dumm Spam ...", his steel-rimmed glasses glaring in the light. "Heller, du geistigen arsch!" Mortimer Schimpff, who was having a conversation with Thaddaeus Teuwsen, yelled at Xavier. Xavier began to open his mouth up in reply, but was quickly silenced with a quick whistle from there leader, Klaus Piper.

A few minutes passed after the verbal battle between Mortimer and Xavier, and Private Guido Bellasuppi couldn't bear the silence from his leader. "Wo sind die tommies, Sir?" Guido asked in his heavily accented German. "Ich habe keine Ahnung, Guido." Klaus replied, his blue eyes quickly darting around the scene outside. Where were the damned Britons? They should already be here! But then again, they were had supposed to of assaulted the city yesterday, and that never happened, and war was an unpredictable matter. But it still made Klaus's stomach churn.
Guido looked away, his nervous Italian eyes sparkling like little bits of amber. There rifles lay propped up against the wall, and there helmets lay in the dust beside the guns. Both Klaus and Guido had tan field caps on, there insignia dusty and dull. Wondering about the British attack suddenly made Klaus snap. "Diese British sollte schon hier. Ich gehe Scout ein bisschen. Cover me durch die Fenster. Guido, Sie sind der Anführer"

The privates around the room straigtened up and began to walk to the windows. The Italian Grenadier began murmering as Klaus threw off his cap and strapped on his white helmet with the blood red cross painted on the front. The medic grabbed up his rifle and slipped a stripper clip of ammunition out of the pebbled leather pouches on either side of his belt. He threw open the polished black bolt and slipped in the brass bullets. He made sure they were secure with a push of his thumb and then slammed the bolt back in place.

A bit of oil had rubbed of on Klaus's bare thumb, but a quick swipe on his trousers got rid of the grayish paste. He pulled the straps of his Y-Strap tighter and left the building through the back door. He crouched down as he rounded the corner of the house, just in case any Britons tried to take a shot at him. He searched the small courtyard of the city for some cover, and saw a small vendor's cart with a bright cloth umbrella over it. He sprinted over to it, slinging his rifle on his back. He skinned his knees sliding into a crouch behind the cart, but he hardly noticed. A few pieces of rotten fruit fell as he layed his rifle upon the cart, and looked through the sights, survaying the open yard.

TRANSTLATIONS

"Aha! Sie schulden mir ein paar Spam-Frühstück am Morgen!"
"Aha! You owe me a peice of spam in the morning!"

"Das ist, wenn wir überleben zu essen ein Stück dumm Spam ..."
"That is, if we survive to get another peice of stupid spam..."

"Heller, du geistigen arsch!"
"Lighten up you intellectual ass!"

"Wo sind die tommies, sir?"
"Where are the tommies, sir?"

"Ich habe keine Ahnung, Guido."
"I have no idea, Guido."

. "Diese British sollte schon hier. Ich gehe Scout ein bisschen. Cover me durch die Fenster. Guido, Sie sind der Anführer"

"This British soldiers should be here. I'm going to go scout. Cover me from the windows. Guido, you be the leader."

[S.SGT David Bevan]

OOC: On the map David is dark green the Privates are dark blue and the Private with the Browning High-Power is light green.

The lonely detatchement approached the outskirts of the small African city. Biskara it was called. Biskara, or so Private Dominic Ryan had told his companions. Staff Sergeant David Bevan had ignored him. He didn't care what the city was called; he would call it graveyard soon enough.

Intelligence suggested that the city had been taken some time ago by elements of the German Afrika Korps, a division rightly feared throughout the continent. David's mission was simple; retake the city and send as many Germans to Hell as possible. It was a task David was looking forward to.

"No sign of the Jerries," said Private Glynn optimistically. He was a cheerful man who had seen his fair share of battles - and more than his fair share of victories.

"They're here somewhere," said David grimly. "Come on, move into the building and for God's sake, stay alert. Any sign of movement, fire until your fingers fall off, understood?"

The men nodded and the Staff Sergeant signalled for his men to follow him. The the detatchement moved into the large building nearby. As they prepared to enter, David withdrew his pistol from its holster and passed it over to one of the privates, an Indian soldier by the name of Sagesh.

"Take this," he said. "Use it to kill a couple of the enemy. You break it, I break you, understand?"

"Sarge," said Sagesh, inspecting the pistol excitedly for a few seconds before following the rest of the detatchement into the building. Through the few windows, David could see the vague sillhouettes of figures in the almost identical building some distance away. It didn't look like they had seen them. If they had, David reckoned they would already be dead. Luckily only one of the enemy seemed to have a weapon in his hands but at this distance it was hard to tell.

"Shit," said Private Ryan, the most experienced and David's unofficial second-in-command. "There's a whole bloody garrison in there. Fall back, Sarge? Call in back-up?"

"Hold your ground, Private," said David, his eyes never leaving the countless enemy units. He turned around to the other two privates, Glynn and Sagesh. "Take up position by the windows. Kneel down, rest your rifles on the sill, watch the enemy, you know the drill. Come on, at the double,"

The men did indeed know the drill and within a matter of seconds they had set up by the windows, preparing to open fire on the enemy if they so much as made a move. This is for you, Rhys, he thought to himself grimly. This is for you.

[klaus]

OOC: I don't have time do translate the text today. Sorry.





Klaus cursed under his breath as he saw a few dark, menacing shapes on the horizan. As they approached the small desert building directly across from were Klaus and his men were set up, he realized that they were several British soldiers, there Lee Enfield rifles gripped in there hands. They dissapeared into the building for few seconds, the soldier who seemed to be the leader barking out orders in English, before becoming visible again as they took up positions on the windowsills.

Klaus turned around and met Guido's gaze, and quickly made a gesture to the group of huts on his left, and then motioning to the British soldiers taking positions in the house. Guido nodded and ordered the privates. Klaus would serve as a distraction. He made sure that there was a fresh round in his Mauser Karbiner and set his plan into grim action.

The Medic slowly placed his rifle on the cart, steadying it's swaying barrel. Peering down the small sights of his rifle, he saw one of the soldiers placed in a somewhat unprotected position by the window. Klaus knew his target. He placed the small hair of the front sight over the private's head, making sure his hand was steady. He took a deep breath, the sandy desert air filling his young lungs. As he exhaled, he waited for the few seconds between breaths. When it came, he pulled the trigger, and after he felt the recoil, ducked behind the cart and yelled as loud as he could, hoping for the British troops to be distracted as his privates circled around.

[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Post

Actions:
Felix:

• As David mentioned in the C-box, Felix wouldn't have been shot by David due to the Geneva convention. However, now that he has fired the first shot, David is open to fire back at the medic, despite the clear Red Cross symbol on his uniform.
  
  
• Felix's shot missed, going through the wall beside the English Private he had been aiming at. Medics are good for fixing the damage, not doing it.
  
  
• His shot and his shouting worked at distracting the enemy, but only to an extent. The men were seen by David as they crossed the open space between the buildings, although he thinks that only two or three German soldiers went on the flanking move and that the rest of them are in the large building to the north.
  

~Dan

[S.SGT David Bevan]

OOC: Ok this is a fairly confusing map so please read the post very carefully. Remeber the green dot (Private Sagesh) has a Browning HP.

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A single shot rang out before thudding into the wall of the British held building. Ryan and Glynn immediately returned fire, rapidly sending rounds towards the enemy Medic. They would have to keep him pinned down to prevent him from firing again. David then fired two small bursts of three rounds from his Bren gun before reloading. As he reloaded he sighted at least a pair of enemy soldiers rushing around to the back of a nearby hut. David crawled to the center of the room where Sagesh lay to brief him on the next move.

"An enemy squad are attempting a flanking maneuver. i will toss a grenade at them and attack from the front. Once I get their attention you will rush around to the rear and finish them off. Leave your rifle here you will need to move fast. GO".

David and Sagesh crept out through the open window and crouched down on the other side. Silently David drew a grenade and stood up. He removed the pin of the grenade and cooked it for two seconds before stepping forward and hurling the grenade towards the enemy with an over arm throw. By the time he had thrown it the pin had been removed for three seconds. He instantly flattened himself against the sand and braced himself for the explosion.

Hopefully before the enemy would have a chance to react David began side stepping around the hut keeping close the wall. When he saw the enemy squad or what was left of it he opened fire with his Bren gun. He fired in extended bursts spraying every enemy he saw with .303 caliber rounds. He stopped before going to far around the hut to avoid being caught in the cross fire.

Meanwhile...
As soon as David had fired his first shots Sagesh sprinted around to the back of the hut David's Browning High-Power gripped firmly in his hands. Privates Ryan and Glyyn beghan firing as quickly as they could to keep the medic pinned down. As soon as Sagesh sighted the enemy who were hopefully distracted by David's sporadic attack he began firing two shots into each enemy's upper torso. Any survivors would be shot again. he had a fourteen round clip and he wasn't afraid to use it.

Once they had dealt with the enemy Sagesh and David rushed back to the safety of the British occupied building. Sagesh reloaded and took up a defensive position in the Eastern window of the building. If any of the enemy attempted a counter attack he was ready for them.

David moved over to the Northern window. He reloaded his Bren gun and deployed the bi-pod on the window sill and aimed the crosshair at the enemy medic. If he tried to escape he wouldn't make it far before he found his guts hanging out.

Private Glynn positioned himself in the window to the right of David. He looked to the east ready for an attack.

OOC: Here are my mens postions at the end of the post.
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[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Post

Bloodshed <3…

Actions:
Staff Sergeant Bevan:

• His attack was partially successful. First of all, his covering fire did succeed in making the Medic keep his head down. Although he himself wasn’t harmed by the bullets, they did succeed in knocking down a few rotten fruit onto him and he smells disgusting.
  
  
• David’s assault was less successful, however. To the 6 men standing behind the hut, the sound of the pin being pulled from the grenade was uncomfortably loud and the nearest one wasted know time in running around the corner. The sight of David stand there with a grenade in his hand ready to throw terrified the poor Private and he fired one wild shot before running away screaming. His bullet entered David’s arm between the shoulder and the elbow and came out the other side; a minor wound. However, David was surprised and threw the grenade early, giving the Germans a bit more time to get away.
  
  The grenade has done the following damage:
  -Two of the German Privates were too near the grenade and were killed instantly.
  - Another German Private made a flying leap through the air away from the grenade. His legs have been completely mangled in the explosion and although he is alive, the wound is critical and he will have difficulty doing… anything at all.
  - One German Private received minor shrapnel wounds to his left side, although they didn’t stop him from running away.
  - Knocking part of the fragile wall of the hut.
  
  
• Private Sagesh met no resistance from the pinned down medic, although he did encounter some trouble “finishing off” the German Privates. The already wounded Private ran past him, terrified out of his wits and he quickly fired off a lucky bullet, which hit him in the shoulder, knocking him to the ground. However, he wasn’t prepared for the recoil from such a little gun. One of the German Privates who had already fled to the next hut took advantage of this and fired once with his rifle. The bullet hit Sagesh in the lower stomach and he dropped the pistol before falling to the ground in pain.
  
  
• David didn’t open fire with his Bren gun; instead, he decided it would be safer to retreat back to where he had come from. His wound should impede his accuracy, but not as much as a normal soldier, due to his Cert.
  

Klaus, you are in a bad enough position, having lost half your force, but you can still pull it off if you tried hard enough. You have two unharmed men and the injured men could be useful if you patched them up a bit.

Here’s a rough map of positions. X means dead, while one line means injured.



~Dan

[klaus]

Klaus Piper wrinkled his nose as an avalanche of rotten fruit cascaded down on him from the cart above, dislodged from the cart by British fire. They were suppressing him as two of them crept out from the side door of the building, one holding an ugly green grenade. The man pulled the pin, the small metallic clang echoing throughout the small African suburb.

One of the German privates squeezed off a quick shot at the grenade-man, hitting him in the think muscle of his arm. But that did not stop him from throwing the grenade, and it landed right by the small group of men, blowing shrapnel and sand everywhere. Blood erupted from two off them, and they were dead the minute the grenade exploded. Another tried to leap out from the blast zone, but the poor man’s legs were mangled badly from the explosion. Another was just slightly peppered by metal shards, but it still looked painful. A Brit with a big pistol ran up to them, attempting to finish them off. But the slightly wounded private shot him, and the Indian soldier collapsed to the ground.

Klaus knew he had to act quick. He hopped up from behind his cover, taking the stick grenade from his belt. He unscrewed the small metal cap and pulled the small porcelain ball at the end of the cord. He threw it as hard as he could at a window where two British soldiers were standing, hoping to blow both of them to hell. Hopefully distracting them, Klaus made a run for it and tried to end up closer to his men.

Meanwhile, the two injured men saw the Indian soldier laying on the ground in pain. They both attempted to shoot at him with their rifles clutched in their blood coated fingers, making a last ditch effort to kill the wounded man.

OOC: Sorry for the weird colors :/

[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Mark

Sorry for the delay. I would have gotten to it sooner if David hadn’t kept asking me to mark it. ;D
@felix: you seem to be having trouble editing the map with the right colour. To solve this (I’m assuming you are using paint) if you look at the toolbar you will see what looks like a pen with a bit of blue at the bottom. It is usually below the eraser. Select it and then left click on the colour that is on the map, but you don’t have. That will select this colour and you can just use the ordinary tools to edit the map with this colour.

Actions:
Klaus:

• The two injured Privates failed in trying to finish off Private Sagesh. Only one of them even managed to get off a shot and that missed widely
  
  
• Klaus is still only a medic and he doesn’t have quite the same strength as an ordinary soldier. Thus, the grenade fell short, landing right next to Private Sagesh. The Private was finished off and the Browning HP was also damaged, rendering it useless for the remainder of the battle. Since the pistol has already been sold and used to buy a different weapon, I’m going to have to force you to pay the repair CP.
  
  
• Klaus probably wouldn’t have made it to his two remaining men if not for the grenade, which blew a large cloud of dust into the air which shielded him from view.
  

~Dan

[S.SGT David Bevan]

Step 1

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David swore loudly as the medic hurled a grenade towards their position. David and his men had instinctively hit the deck allowing the medic to rush to safety. He stood up to survey the result of the explosion, it wasn't long before he noticed the mangled corpse of Private Sagesh. He had died a heroic death.

David turned to his two remaining soldiers to brief them on the next move. "I will keep them pinned down while you guys sneak around the left side of the buildings and capture them. Then we will tend to any wounds they may have. Careful lads, don't fall for any cunning Nazi tricks"said David with a small grin on his face.

David and his men reloaded their weapons and fixed they're bayonets. Private Glynn drew a field dressing from Davids medical kit and tied it tightly around Davids arm. Then the two Privates left the building and began jogging towards the Western flank of the enemy's original position. David moved to the East and took cover behind a small hut.

David knew there were two wounded enemy's on the other side of the hut. Unless they fired at him he would be careful not to hit them in the crossfire. He leaned out from the cover of the hut and aimed his iron sight for the legs of one of the enemy's who was also taking cover behind a hut. He breathed in then out before applying a light pressure to the trigger and emptying the magazine of his Bren gun in extended bursts. He sent two bursts of five rounds towards the legs of the enemy before firing half a magazine into the wall of the hut hoping to hit the enemy's on the other side.

Step 2

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While the enemy were hopefully being pinned down and distracted by the suppressive fire the two Privates jogged quickly behind the buildings until they reached a position to the rear of the enemy. They waited there to catch their breath. When they were satisfied that David had finished firing they moved in stealthily and cautiously behind the enemy and crouched down, their weapons raised.

"Lassen Sie Ihre Waffen fallen und kommen Sie Ihre Hände waren wir können sie sehen" shouted Private Glynn.

David then rushed past the two wounded enemies and took up position beside his comrades. He was ready to mow down the whole enemy squad if they made any hostile moves. When the three men were sure that the Germans weren't going to fight back Private Glynn moved forward and kicked their KAR98Ks out of reach. Before retreating back five meters.

David tossed his med kit to Private Ryan and ordered him to tend to the wounded. Ryan rushed over to where a wounded AXIS soldier lay and kicked the mans rifle away. His legs had been mangled by Davids grenade. He poured some sulfa powder into the mans wounds before tightly tieing bandages around them to stop the bleeding.

Ryan then rushed to the other wounded Germans side. This soldier had suffered some minor wounds along his side from a grenade and had a slightly more serious wound in his shoulder. Ryan kicked the mans rifle away and drew a field dressing and a bandage. He wrapped the dressing tightly around the mans shoulder as he had done with the other man and then tied a bandage over it. He then offered the man a single morphine pill and his own water canteen. He the asked the man in German to crawl over and comfort his friend.

Ryan then threw the medical kit back to David encase some of the other enemy's had been harmed.

Translation

Lassen Sie Ihre Waffen fallen und kommen Sie Ihre Hände waren wir können sie sehen

Drop your weapons and get your hands where i can see them.

[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Post

A few mistakes here, David. You overestimated the strength of yourself and you underestimated your foe.

Actions:
Staff Sergeant Bevan:

• David made his way up to the hut unseen and unheard by the enemy and his men started jogging around the long route. As David stepped around the corner of the hut he was seen by Klaus and his men. David got to the trigger a couple of seconds earlier than the Germans and sprayed a long burst. However, due to his previous injury his accuracy was off and the shots were too low. A few impacted into the already wounded German and one of them impacted against his skull; oozing his brains out onto the sand. As you may have guessed, he is dead.
  
  
• That is as far as David got. The uninjured Germans opened fire on him at that moment and a lucky bullet struck Bevan on the right side of his chest. Luckily the bullet failed to get at his vital organs; practically bouncing off a couple of ribs, breaking them in the process. Bevan managed to throw himself to the side- behind the hut – and avoided being hit by any more bullets. He is in severe pain from his two wounds, but he isn’t entirely out of the fight yet, due to his Cert.
  
  
• Because they were jogging, Ryan and Glynn had only just about reached the long building on the left side of the map when they heard the bullets and the scream from their commander. Private Glynn loyally and foolishly abandoned all caution and started running at full pelt across the sand towards his commander. A few moments later Ryan realised what was happening and tried to follow him. Glynn moved quickly and he successfully met up with David. However, Klaus and his men were alerted by the footsteps of him and they peered out from behind the hut, too late to see him. They did, however, see Private Ryan running across the open terrain. They opened fire and although they didn’t hit him, they forced him into cover.
  

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~Dan

[S.SGT David Bevan]

Sorry about that Felix. Feel free to post now.

[Daniel Brennan]

Felix, dear?

[Daniel Brennan]

Yo?

[klaus]

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Cursed Klaus as his not-so-powerful throwing arm landed the grenade short of the British position. It lay in the desert sand for a fraction of a second before detonating, blowing up nothing but a huge cloud of sand and dust. As the debris was kicked up, the German medic saw his chance and made a run for cover. His leather jackboots thudded against the desert turf, almost making him fall as he ducked behind the hut. Guido and Johann where the only remaining soldiers and their eyes darted to Klaus as soon as he rounded the hut. The Briton that had tried to attack them lay in the sand, obviously dead. His mangled body was battered and bleeding, making the medic cringe.

Klaus was about to give one of the wounded soldiers some treatment, but was deterred by the sound of a pair boots clopping against the sand in front of him. Klaus, Johann, and Guido raised their Karbiners as a British soldier rounded one of the huts. He was brandishing a light machine gun, which spat out a few rounds of ammo at the Germans. A few bullets entered the wounded private’s body, one ripping through the steel of his helmet and killing him instantly. A bloody, gray mass oozed out of the hole in his helmet, sinking into the sands around his head. But the three Wehrmacht soldiers where not slow to react, and quickly squeezed off a few shots from their rifles. One of the shots hit the British man in the chest, causing him to shy away from attack and duck behind the hut.

A second later footsteps sounded to his right, and the soldiers ducked out and saw a British soldier trying to foolishly meet up with the other one. The Germans once again opened fire, forcing the Tommy into cover behind a statue. Klaus cursed, realizing that he had no idea how many soldiers where behind the hut, or in reserve. But hopefully neither did the British. Therefore, he would try to use physiological warfare against the British soldiers.

“Johann! Watch the Tommy behind the statue, and if he tries anything, shoot him dead. Did you hear me!?” Private Johann nodded yes and raised his rifle, training it on the statue. He would shoot without mercy if the Brit even tried to duck out. “Guido! You’re with me!” Klaus said, and Guido joined him.

“Bra-a-ave solda-soldiers of Briton! You have nie-no chance of zurvival if you continue to fight! Please, there is no reason for more blood to be spilled! We have a platoon in reserve behind ze city’s outskirts! Zere ist no doubt zat zey have heard ze gunshots and are on zere vay right now! If you zimply throw down your rifles and put your hands up, you vill be treated ze zame vay zat you vould be in your own camp! Your wounds will be treated, and food and ziggaretes vill be readily available! Please! No more blood! Throw down your weapons and we vill not shoot!” Klaus shouted in English. He had learned quite a bit of English in college, but it was coarse and unpolished. There was also no platoon in reserve, but hopefully the British would believe his little lie.

***IF THEY DO NOT SURRENDER***

Klaus gathered his two men and whispered out his plan. “Johann, you stand on one side of the hut and Guido stands on the other. When Johann shoots, I will run into the hut and take cover. As soon as I get in the hut, Guido shoots and then while the Briton is distracted Johann will run in. While Johann runs in, Guido will work the bolt and then shoot again. Right after Guido shoots, he will run in. Therefore, the Tommy behind the statue will always be distracted and suppressed while one of us goes in. Johann, Guido, get to your positions and then Johann will shoot when ready. Go!”

Johann ran to one side of the hut, followed by Klaus. Guido ran to the other side, and both of their rifles became trained on the British soldier behind the statue. Johann took aim and shot, and Klaus quickly ran into the hut. Guido shot, and then Johann ran in. Guido worked the bolt and then shot again, before he ran into the hut too. Now they where in better cover and all together.

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[Daniel Brennan]

Well, there isn't really much for me to say here. It's up to David if he wants to surrender. We'll say that Ryan didn't get hit by anything.

NEXT POST: David!

~Dan