Finders Keepers (Battle)

[Lt. Aiden Jacka]

OOC: The big red Line is a grenade. This post may need to be read carefully. img232.imageshack.us/my.php?image=aidenbattle.png

Lieutenant Jacka watched as the enemy made a suicidal charge across the river. Why the hell weren't his men up on the second floor of the pub returning fire. He looked up to the second floor and he sighted the Corporal staring down at him. Jacka signaled that the Corporal and Private Roden who was also on the second floor should provide covering fire on his command.

The Corporal began to get ready to provide accurate suppression fire. He crouched down behind the sandbags at the window and rested the barrel of his Lee-Enfield on the sandbags. Now that he no longer needed to grip the barrel his left hand supported the rifles stock. He glanced to his left to see the Private doing the same. The two men shut one eye and lifted the iron sight to their open eye. Jacka turned to the Private at his side.

"Private, use the smoke as cover to get closer then lob this grenade at the enemy on the right. Then get your arse back here as soon as possible and get ready for a counter attack from the West. Good hunting. Wait for my signal."whispered Jacka while carefully handing the Private a grenade.

The Private leaned his rifle against the sandbag wall and left it there. He didn't want any extra weight while he carried out this order. He got down prone and awaited Jacka's signal. Jacka crawled into position at the Northern end of the sandbags. He rolled over onto his back and signaled for the men on the second floor of the pub to open fire.

The corporal and the Private beside him simultaneously opened fire sending one well aimed shot each towards the enemy leader. He was mostly in cover behind a tree but there was no harm in trying to hit him. They proceeded to fire another three shots each towards the same target taking care to stay in the cover of the sandbags.

Following the second duo of shots Jacka signaled for the Private with the grenade to commence his attack. Then Jacka quickly moved up into a crouched position and aimed his carbine towards the enemy's who took cover behind a wooden boat. At first he swiftly fired a volley of four shots towards theses enemy's and after a brief interval to re adjust his aim he proceeded to fire another volley.

Meanwhile...As Jacka gave him the signal the Private leapt over the sandbags and sprinted into position behind the smoke. He held his position there for a few seconds before removing the pin of the grenade. Jacka stopped firing and threw himself down behind the sandbags and the men in the pub began firing quickly towards the German soldiers behind th boat. After cooking the grenade for two seconds the Private rushed out from behind the smoke. He held his left arm out in front of his and his right arm swung upwards in an arc before releasing the grenade into the air. By the time the grenade had left his hand the fuse only had one more second before detonating the charge.

Before the grenade had even reached the ground the Private had dived back behind the smoke screen. He hit the deck and waited for two seconds. Then he leapt to his feet and threw himself back over the sandbags and into safety. Jacka reloaded before standing up and looking around for survivors. If he saw any he would finish them. The men in the pub searched the area for the rest of the enemy force.

"Careful lads that ain't the last of em"shouted Jacka.

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

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Hello, David, aren't you a relief to mark after that bastard Jonas fellow?

• Firing towards McMillan, the Corporal and Private in the church had no view. The building in front of them completely blocked the tree out. (Basic geometry, Mr. Bevan. Even if the building is single-storey, they would not have a sufficient angle to fire at JT)
  
• All shots by them in this post towards McMillan are considered NULL AND VOID
  
• The Private with the grenade, due to no cover, the soldier with the grenade was mowed down as he exited the smoke before he could throw the grenade. To add insult to injury, the grenade detonated in his dead hands, making sure he was dead.
  
• Jacka, firing off towards the boat, his rounds were ineffective, seeing as the soldiers managed to get behind the wood and force Jacka to fire blind.
  

Jacka, I assumed because the grenade did not get to McMillan the private didn't return you didn't stand up. If you want me to edit you standing up, just say.

Oh, and before you even think about complaining, do some maths and see that this mod was perfectly accurate with what should have happened.

Next Post:[/u] Colly[/color]

[Lt. Aiden Jacka]

OOC: It's a very very bad post but I just want this thread over now.

Private Roden sighted a Lancaster bomber landing in a nearby field.

"Corporal, Lancaster at ten o clock" said Private Roden.

"That's our ride out of here Private. Tell the Lieutenant it's time to go"commanded the Corporal.

The Private moved slowly away from the window to prevent being hit. He then jumped the sandbags at the top of the stairs and rushed down. He left the pub and jogged over to Jacka while keeping low.

"Sir, we've got to go" shouted Private Roden.

"Everybody fall back to the plane and head South"shouted Jacka.

Jacka and the Private crawled a few feet away from the sandbags before sprinting out of the Southern exit of the village. The Corporal followed Jacka as he passed the pub as did Private Flanagan.

The party reached the Lancaster and sprinted aboard. They would have to wait for Private Colly and his men.

"Pilot, wait here for three minutes. If Colly isn't here by then it's time to leave"said Jacka.

[Nathan Whyte]

David, you may want this battle over now, but it isn't your turn. You'll have to wait for Colly/Rhys/McMillan before you may retreat.

[Nathan Whyte]

I beg to differ. It doesn't say that you can post a retreat whenever you want.

I say that the battle carries on, and further whining will result in your warning levels bumped up 20%, as it says here.

Clear? All OOC posts up to now will be deleted.

[Daniel Brennan]

You can post out of turn to retreat, but only if you don't make any offensive actions towards the enemy.

~Dan

Dan, I discussed this with PuNk earlier. In all essence, David doesn't like the mod, so he's running away. His life is not in danger, so he can flaming well wait until his next turn. If JT or Rhys kill him in the mean time, well, that's just tough luck.

- Nathan

Read this, Terms of Retreating.
~Danny

I'm sorry, but I don't think this is fair. By all means, future battles should follow the new "retreat" rule but if Dan (a Global Moderator) seems to think that someone can retreat out of turn, then why should David be punished for thinking the same? I say that he should be allowed to retreat. You can raise my warning level to 100 as far as I'm concerned but I'm not going to back down here. I just don't think it's fair.
~ Rhys

PuNk is the boss, Rhys; he outranks me.
I was just going by the old rule that you could post out of turn to retreat.
~Dan

PS. We need JT to edit this post to make a rainbow!


Fine, you happy now...rainbow bright geez I sound gay and feel so doing this, Dan, you owe me

-JT

[S.SGT David Bevan]

Those rules were made after my post.

Nathan, he does have a big point...

~Dan

[Nathan Whyte]

I'm sorry, but as it stands what I said goes.

Any body else want to say anything and recieve their nice 20%? Anybody.

Stephen Colly[/u], please post.

[Stephen Colly]

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OOC – The private in the second storey building tried to fire at JT. Colly tried to fire at JT also and the other private next to Colly fired into the smoke. Also, sorry for shortness, didn’t know really what to say…

Stephen watched from his position as the line of men went across the river, he set his rifle up and began to fire bullet after bullet, firing as fast as he could, he stopped and looked around, glancing up at the second level building and signalling for his own private to start firing from the second storey. The other private next to him began to fire into the smoke as well.

Stephen watched as the private went off with a grenade, the grenade wasn’t thrown in the end, the man was killed as he exited the smoke cover…that was madness, sending someone over there…but orders were orders. A small explosion could be heard, the grenade hadn’t been thrown, it had blown up in the young man’s hands, and Stephen winced at the thought. More firing could be heard from the second storey building and Stephen signalled his other private to do the same.

A sudden thought hit him, two other men were on the South side, he couldn’t leave his post and go and get them, they would have to fight on their own it seemed. Stephen glanced around and fired some more shots into the smoke, his eyes caught the attention of someone moving two trees away and he rested his rifle on the sandbags, had a go at shooting towards the on coming figure, he didn’t know who the hell it was.

Aiden Jacka had fired blindly at the on coming people in the boat and Stephen put his binoculars to his eyes and stared into them, trying to make out what was going on, he lifted them down and heard more bullets whizzing towards him, or so he thought…he slammed himself against the sand bag, shaking suddenly with terror.

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

I feel like this is the fifth time I've written this, hence the lack of BB Codes.

• Firing from the building, the Private had the same effect as Jacka's. Bugger all, as this wall kinda got in the way of the bullets. Very inconsiderate of it, really.
  
  
• Colly, firing his BAR towards the enemy failed to score a hit. The weapon barked loudly and helped McMillan take cover, him knowing when not to come out due to the load weapon. (Worst sentance EVER!)
  
  
• The Pvt. next to Colly firing in to the smoke... didn't hit anything either, but the bullets came so close to one German in the river he dropped his rifle under the water. He hastily picked it up, but the weapon is soaked.

Next Post:[/u] JT, unless Revien is still fighting (?)[/color]

[Lt. Aiden Jacka]

Don't take this as a complaint but why did'nt Colly manage to hit Mcmillan?

There is this building in front of them that isn't easy to shoot through...or see through for that matter, why do you think I went that way?

-JT

[Edward"Butcher"McMillan]

McMillan winced violently back behind the tree as a bullet sliced through his left forearm. "Son of a...fine, screw this nice crap!" McMillan slid himself upward on the tree and signaled down to his men to have the rest of the guys in the back move up...in the distance he could see Revein vomiting profusely, the coward couldn't handle combat, McMillan hoped he would just curl up behind the building and wait it out. His men nodded and McMillan peered around the tree to launch a hail of blind fire as the furthest of those that followed him ran off behind the Eastern structure.

McMillan sporadically popped of rounds until his mag emptied and swapped it out for another. He watched the back of the building and as soon as his men around back fired a couple rounds he nodded to the men in the water and they nodded back. The three unloaded ammunition into the sand-bagged area as best they could to cover their fellow soldiers movements. The Private in the back took a few shots out toward the rooftop, but it was just to be safe, he didn't take the time to aim as that would afford the enemy time to do the same. Once Edward saw the first man slide into the small indention on the back side of the bridge he stood up from the back of the tree and layed on the trigger, spraying round after hot steaming metal round int othe sand bags and just over the top until his next mag was also empty. By now his men in the water had already reloaded and joined back in the barrage. McMillan grabbed a grenade and yanked the pin, taking a few quick steps toward the fence he tossed at the base to blow himself a nice opening. He yanked his hand cannons out and layed on the heavy caliber fire until the grenade exploded.

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***Opening is created***

McMillan holstered one pistol blind firring the other as he grabbed his second grenade, storming through the broken fence. He holstered his second pistol as he planted his back against the wall. tugging the string on the grenade he looked at it for a second and smiled..."Gonna be a good day." he muttered as he leaned out and hurled the grenade toward the bottom of the fence near the enemy soldiers so it would bounce out ending up just behind them. He tucked himself back and slammed another mag into his Assault rifle and twisting through the open door of the building, chambering a round and walking toward the other side as the shrapnel from the grenade subsided. He pulled his lovely rifle into his shoulder and started slicing the pie. Stepping slowly to his left as he looked out the door eyes fixated down his sights as he ever so slowly brought the sand bags, or what was left of them into view, if it moved it was shot, if it looked anything like a human body, it was shot again, and by shot, Ed was only sending small bursts.

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***Opening is not created***

McMillan gritted his teeth at the fluke incident where the wooden fence stood against the grenade. His face became filled with rage from it. He tucked back behind the tree and reloaded his pistols and his rifle, this was about to get personal...fast. He chambered everything, placed his 1911s back in their respective thigh holsters, stood up, took a deep breath and took off at full sprint, popping off bursts with his rifle in one hand to keep their heads down and the final grenade in his other hand, but he left the cap screwed on. He knew there wouldn't be enough time nor enough cover to wait on it, he was just hoping to get them to take off running or at least turn their attention to it, away from him. He tossed it ahead, over the sand bags and continued to his assault, his men looking on in amazement, they really thought he must have lost it...but they liked him, he kept them fed and alive so they figured they couldn,t leave him out to dry. Once Edward dove over the sandbags, they took off as well, a few staying back to lay down cover fire.

Ed dropped his rifle to let the sling catch it before hurdling the bags, pistols in hand, he unloaded into everything he could and if they were too close, well a nice crack with the frame of a pistol would shake things up, he was hoping they would be turned toward the grenade in shock, or trying to run for cover, either way he would have the drop. once his pistols were empty he grabbed his rifle back up to spray the area down thoroughly. His men came bounding over shortly behind him but they would be too late for initial encounter, if it lasted long enough they would get to have some fun as well. If any German was left standing, the unexploded grenade was headed toward the rooftop, this time it would be active.

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[Nathan Whyte]

Reasons Why Never To Fight JT

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First of all, JT, very good move. I wasn't sure what you'd do.

• Firstly, the blind fire from the tree made the enemy duck a bit and made them sure that JT was still alive.
  
• Firing towards the sandbags, two things happened. One, of Colly's privates got hit in the upper chest, knocking him over as it cracked a rib (almost cliched...). However, Colly and his BAR got back, and got the Western-most Private on the head, killing him and having him float downstream, leaking as he went. That was all the damage from the first phase...
  
  
• JT's grenade managed to tear through the wall, leaving a gap large enough for the Irishman to squeeze through.
  
• His second grenade was noticed by Jacka, who made a quick shout and leapt over the sandbags to protect him from the grenade. Everybody but the wounded guy made it over as well. However, the wounded guy couldn't make it and took the brunt of the blast, dieing.
  
  
• The enemy saw the swapover, and Jacka being the first over, assumed he was the leader. Fire was shifted towards him, and a (very) lucky shot, sliced along his right thigh. It's just a flesh wound, but he won't be able to run.
  
  
• Before they could get back over the sandbags, McMillan had changed position. They were literally stuck between a rock and a hard place. McMillan put rounds over them, keeping them down.
  
  
• Fire carried on coming from behind, and everybody got down. Jacka's Private recieved a round in to his back, hitting his intestine's from behind.
  
  
• The Nazi to the south shot towards the guys at the bottom, but failed to score hits.
  
  
• The Allies in the top of the building couldn't get any targets, either.
  
  

David/Colly. You are in a terrible position. The only way out I can see, short of death, is surrender. Please think VERY carefully about what you will do next, as it will make a massive impact. If you head in to town, you wil llikely be killed by McMillan. If you stand up, ditto. If you head south, you'll be open targets, if you head West, the same. If you stay still.... you get the idea.

Next Post:[/u] Jacka.[/color]

[S.SGT David Bevan]

Nathan could i have a map of where all the enemy are please.

[Nathan Whyte]

Sure thing: img516.imageshack.us/img516/259/finderskeepers1b.png