Observation Post (Doc)

[Daniel Brennan]

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EDIT: Changed the image into a link because I don't like stretchy.

Started it off with a bang; please don’t count the death of Private Worth as a kill.

The six men trooped along the side of the dirt road, each footstep kicking up a small cloud of dust. Birdsong sounded from the thinly spread trees around them and the men were in happy mood, even though they were a scouting party and way ahead of the main column of advance. Although in a generally happy mood the probability of there being a few surprises left behind by the Germans was high, so each step they made was met with caution. Fortunately, a lot of the mines left behind by the Germans were Teller mines and the like which allowed footmen to pass over them, but destroyed the vehicles that came along behind them.

”There’s a few buildings ahead, Sergeant,” said Private Wilson quietly. ”Stop.” Daniel muttered and crouched down onto his haunches. The men around him did the same thing. Daniel pulled a pair of binoculars from around his neck and peered awkwardly into them. ”Just a few wooden cabins,” Daniel said. ”They don’t look like they are inhabited; no smoke from chimneys or anything. One bigger building farther up the road... No sign of any Germans there; a lot of the windows are cracked and broken, roof is falling apart.” He lifted the binoculars from around his neck and tossed them to Private Worth, absent minded. ”Worth, take point 20 yards in front and everyone else in single file” He ordered. The squad got into position and started moving forward.

They reached a spot where the cabins were easily visible along the road and there they stopped involuntarily. Cracks from weapons discharging sounded from ahead of them and Daniel swore as he saw movement around the larger cabin. Private Worth jerked grotesquely as bullets ripped through his body and he fell to the ground a bloody mess. The rest of the squad scattered as they heard the shots; Privates Wilson and Jones going to the left and Private Teal, Corporal Smyth and Daniel diving to the right hand side of the road.

They flattened themselves against ground or behind tree’s to guard from more German volleys. Corporal Smyth fired off a couple of retaliatory shots from behind his tree, but knew they would be ineffective. The Germans must have evidently lost their targets in the shin high foliage alongside the road as they didn’t fire off anymore rounds. Daniel lifted himself up onto his knees and called out loudly; ”Everyone OK?” The affirmative came back from 4 members of the squad. Daniel looked around at the situation. While coming there, the scouts had been happy about how thinly spread the trees were as it meant no Germans could sneak up on them, but now it meant the Germans in the cabin had easy shots unless the Americans used their cover wildly. Daniel raised his arm and signalled to Wilson and Jones to flank the Germans on their side. A nod came back and Daniel spoke to those nearer him. ”Smyth, stay back here. I want you to keep up fire on the Germans in the building. I and Teal will go along this right flank so you’ll need to keep the attention on yourself. Smyth nodded and turned away from Daniel. The Staff Sergeant turned to Teal; ”Wait until Smyth starts firing before we move”

[∬Hartwig Kriegheld]

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The bullets flew back at the building, splintering the wooden sides. Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld was standing in the second floor of the cabin looking out the window with his binoculars. Five allied soldiers were running around in the distance, trying to find cover from the hail of bullets that Albertsein and Jeider had sent toward them. Slowly, he counted the men again, remembering the area in which they had collectively hidden.

The officer turned to the man next to him Schütze Xaver, the communications officer. Smiling, he spoke to the young man, Xaver, ich habe die Koordinaten, erhalte mich unten gegründet und dann erhlte mir. The young man nodded and continued rolling a piece of wire down the staircase in the building, leaving a large antenna on the roof of the building, making a better connection to headquarters.

Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld quickly wrote the coordinates on a piece of paper and handed it to Xaver. He told the young man not to fire for another few minutes as he pulled his Stg.45 up and looked out the window onto the field in front of him. With the 45-round clip and a deadly-accurate rifle, he had a virtual machine-gun pointed down at the enemy. He would keep them down.

Meanwhile, Rottenführer Albertsein was going down and behin the trees to the north-west of the attackers. He was in prone position with his sights set on the enemy that was a few hundred metres away. He could see two men bobbing in the distance in the tall grass, but did not fire since they were to far away. All he knew was that he would have to stay out of the way as the artillery shells came down in the near future.

[Daniel Brennan]

OOC: Oops, just realised I forgot to add my Corporal on the key.
A note to whoever is reading this: No, our posts aren’t tiny at all. It’s just the map is big so the screen is stretched.
And also, I cut away my firing lines because I didn’t want to destroy the map, I didn’t really think my shots were that crooked.

Corporal Smyth’s keen eyes made out the shape of a German soldier behind the tree almost directly in front of him a few hundred metres. It would be a hard shot to make, but he was sure he could manage to hit the German without the thin trunk of the tree getting in the way and he was pretty sure he his rifle could make the distance. Well, at least he hoped that he could make the shot. A few seconds earlier he was sure he had seen another German soldier in the window of the house. So that made two soldiers for sure, but there had been a lot of fire raining down on them just a few seconds before and he doubted there was less than a squad of the bastards holed up in the house.

He slipped his head in behind the rear sight and lined it up with the front one at the chest – Well, what he thought was the chest from this far back – and steadied his breathing. He couldn’t take too long at this or the German would get a chance to fire before him. He fired the first shot after a few seconds of aiming and anticipating that his target would duck or avert his eyes after the first shot he took a proper aim for his second shot. He fired his second shot and looked behind to make sure his commander had started moving. Private Teal started moving as soon as Smyth fired first, he jumped up and ran to the cover of another tree and stopped only for him to see a German soldier behind a tree just a stones-throw away. He sprinted on to another tree that he thought was just about out of the German’s LOF due to a shack being in the way. He signalled urgently to Daniel, first holding up one finger and then pointing around the shack.

Daniel saw the Privates signals and nodded. He lifted himself up out of the grass and dashed over to Teal. He threw himself onto his stomach and then leaned out around the other side of the tree with his BAR raised. He fired a 4 round burst before he had even seen his target, hopefully making him keep his head down, and then adjusted his aim to his actual target, firing off short 2 or 3 round bursts at the tree. He stopped firing, with his Automatic rifle trained on his enemy. He wasn’t sure at all that his shots had done any damage to his foe, so he prepared to fire again in short notice. Private Teal, realising that they were in the open pointed his rifle towards the house and got ready to fire if anyone appeared at the windows.

Privates Wilson and Jones, not having seen much combat before, were nervous at being separated from anyone of a higher rank, or even higher combat experience. They noticed the Staff Sergeant’s hand signals and realised it was their cue to start moving once Smyth started firing. ”You move first, I’ll cover you,” Private Wilson said, raising his rifle to the enemy that Smyth was firing at. Jones quickly started zigzagging into the cover of the tree’s and Wilson fired just one shot at his target before running deeper into the tree’s too; afraid that he would attract attention. ”We keep into the forest, so they can’t see us through the trees?” Jones said questionably. Wilson just shrugged. ”Yeah, ‘suppose.”

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

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Cpl. Smyth: Firing over a large range at the enemy soldier, a stroke of luck meant that the bullet impacted into the left forearrm. The round is stuck in the mass of muscle about halfway up. This caused Jeider to take cover behind the tree trunk. Smyth's second round impacted onto the tree, causing no damageto anyone.

S/SGT. Brennan: Smyth's fire had put the German soldier on alert, and Daniel's first burst of rounds scared him shitless. Brennan was less lucky than Smyth, and the salvo failed to find any targets. Pvt. Alberstein flattened himself against the tree trunk to protect himself from further fire from the Mad Irishman. The following bursts failed to find any targets, but the tree does have a rather nice selection of bullet marks.

Pvt. Wilson: The inexperienced Private's round failed to hit it's mark, missing the target by about a meter to the left.

Next Post;[/u] Kriegheld[/color]

[∬Hartwig Kriegheld]

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Orange describes the smoke canister. Red oval is projected artillery destination.

Jeider screamed as the bullet was lodged in his arm. The panic quickly subsided as he instinctively drove into his medic pouch and started wrapping his arm up. He breathed heavily and he wrapped his arm up tightly and taped the bandage down. He quickly unsheathed his Imperial Bayonet and attached it to the end of his rifle.as he stood up and started dashing his way behind the house to find Xaver, the radioman. Albertsein was closely in tow, carrying his K98 closely by his side.

Albertsein was a veteran of war and a longstanding comrade to Haupsturmführer Kriegheld. He had already fixed his bayonet, knowing that it may well come to use soon. No sooner had the men arrived that Kriegheld had come to the ground with his Stg45 held tightly in his right hand. He looked directly to the comms officer and spoke very loudly to the man. “ Xaver, die Koordinaten sind 48 Grad, 13 Minuten, 42 Sekunden Nord. 4 Grad, 34 Minuten, 57 Sekunden Ost. Laß sie das Klauk Muster abfeuern.” The evil man smiled as he thought of the attack. Remembering the positions of all the men he had seen. He fingered his rifle and the smoke canister attached to his tunic.

He gave the hand motion to the other two foot soldiers to follow him out to the woods south of their position. He jogged, taking deep and level breathes as he went into the woods, pulling the smoke canister off his tunic. Jeider and Albertsein went into different parts of the woods going to the same goal. Kriegheld was giving them hand motions as he started sprinting to a tree directly in front of him. As the men went on, he pulled the pin and swung around the canister directly between the two men that he knew were there. The smoke blew from the canister, engulfing the area in a thick smoke. Kriegheld run forward from the tree and heard Jeider and Albertsein firing to his left as he pointed into the right side of the smoke and sprayed the area in four-round bursts from a kneeling position. He looked directly down the sights, spreading the bursts enough that he would hit anything in front of him that dared to be in the open.

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Albertsein took deep breathes as he finally reached the tree near Jeider. The captain had already thrown a smoke canister. He had seen the silhouette of an enemy before the smoke was out. Now taking aim in the direction, he looked down the hard sights of his K98 and slowly pulled the trigger on what was once a silhouette. Taking a breath, he pulled the bolt out and pushed another round into the chamber before he took aim and fired another shot, aiming closer to the ground.

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Jeider soon reached the tree, his arm still in pain. He would no doubt have worse aim, but he brought the rifle up, ignoring the pain and fired a single round at the man before the smoke engulfed him. He reloaded and kneeled now, looking for the silhouette to appear. He bided time as he looked down the cold, steel sights of the German killer.

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Xaver was having an easier time with the communication with the large antenna he had attached to the roof of the house he was sitting next to. He called in to the artillery battalion. Upon reaching the radio receiver man, Xaver yelled across as clearly as possible his authority and coordinates. “ Artillerie, diese ist schwarzer Ritter Benennen. Wir haben die Inlands Truppen verbunden. Feuer auf Koordinaten 48 Grad, 13 Minuten, 42 Sekunden Nord. 4 Grad, 34 Minuten, 57 Sekunden Ost. Feuer Klauk Muster.” The world seemed a better place with artillery.



Translations:
“ Xaver, die Koordinaten sind 48 Grad, 13 Minuten, 42 Sekunden Nord. 4 Grad, 34 Minuten, 57 Sekunden Ost. Laß sie das Klauk Muster abfeuern.”
~Xaver, the coordinates are 48 degrees, 13 minutes, 42 seconds North. 4 degrees, 34 minutes, 57 seconds East. Have them fire the Klauk pattern.

“ Artillerie, diese ist schwarzer Ritter Benennen. Wir haben die Inlands Truppen verbunden. Feuer auf Koordinaten 48 Grad, 13 Minuten, 42 Sekunden Nord. 4 Grad, 34 Minuten, 57 Sekunden Ost. Feuer Klauk Muster.”
~Artillery, this is Black Knight calling. We have allied troops inbound. Fire on coordinates 48 degrees, 13 minutes, 42 seconds North. 4 degrees, 34 minutes, 57 seconds East. Fire Klauk pattern.

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

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• Xaver - Attatching the antennae of the radio to the roof of the building has allowed the signal to get through relatively well, but the trees prevented a perfect signal. The co-ordinates managed to get through, but the final sentance didn't quite manage to get through. Unsure, they sent two HE shells towards the target. Both shells landed in near enoug the same position:
  
  
  
  The first shell came as a surprise towards the Allies, the explosion sending a barrage of earth into the air. The three Allied soilders took a coating of dirt in this, and it is in their mouths and eyes, effecting their eyesight, and the dirt could turn into a problem if it remains in positions. The explosions have also effected their hearing, ears popping and whining. They may not be so lucky next time, and are going to struggle to hear each other, or the enemy.
  
  They managed to move before the second explosion, under the rallying of Staff Sergeant Brennan, to their new locations as shown on the map. The men are a bit shaken, but are still formidable fighting machines.
  
  
• Kriegheld - Throwing the smoke canister, it successfully exploded, releasing it's acrid cloud, however, when Kriegheld and his men moved forward to fire, the cloud hadn't expanded far enough for maximum effect.
  
  Firing the bursts, he didn't actually have a particular target, so the rounds weren't as effective as they could have been. Private Wilson managed to take soem cover behind his tree, but a stray round hit his lower left calf, slicing all the way through creating quite a mess. The wound isn't serious, but it's going to seriously effect the movement the unit can make.
  
  
• Alberstein - Firing into what was now a rather large cloud of smoke, luck was on his side. He managed to hit the Private panicking in the smoke. The round entered the man's chest, piercing the man's diaphragm. He is in a lot of pain, and will die at the end of the next turn (Dan's post after this).
  
  The wind is blowing Westerly, and the smoke is starting to blow towards the German position
  
  
• Jeider - Also hampered by the smoke, Jeider's rounds were less fortunate and impaced the tree-trunk.

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

[Daniel Brennan]

OOC: Nathan, if you have a problem with how far I’ve moved then sorry, but it’s about as far as Kriegheld’s NPC’s moved in his last post. And also, I presume you got the two NPC’s in south mixed up, because Kriegheld didn’t show himself firing towards Wilson and the two NPCs didn’t show themselves firing at Jones. So, In my post I have it that Wilson was seriously injured and Jones received a minor one. I’ll change it if you tell me to, though.

The first Daniel knew about the artillery was when a shell exploded behind him; sending clods of earth high up into the air and covering the men in a layer of dust. He shouted out for Corporal Smyth and Private Teal to run forwards away from the blast In case of more shells and found that he could barely hear himself. His eyes were streaming from the dust and dirt and he ran blindly forward until he was clear of the cloud of dust that had surrounded the crater. A second shell landed, but it wasn’t close enough to do damage. Daniel knelt down on the grass, grabbed his canteen and trickled a bit into his eye sockets. He blinked frantically and after a few seconds could see properly again. His mouth tasted like, well, dirt and he dribbled water from his canteen into his mouth from above and spat it out to get the taste away. He looked around properly to see Teal and Smyth doing the same thing he had just done.

The three men peered forward uncertainly. They had seen the Germans retreat backwards to the house before the artillery had come in and now didn’t have a clue where they were. A brief exchange of fire from over to their left told them that either there were more enemies over in that section of the woods or it was the same Germans, thinking that the artillery had eliminated the threat at this side of the road. Daniel spoke up: ”Smyth... Take point and head towards the house. Keep into the trees so the enemy at the other side of the road don’t see us. Thread quietly and cautiously; they could still be at the house waiting for us. There is still a danger of mines, do myself and Teal will be trying to follow exactly in your footsteps”. The Corporal nodded nervously and immediately began walking, trying not to make any twigs snap and not to put his foot down on the ground too hard.

Wilson and Jones both jumped and looked as an object thudded to the ground close by. ”What the-“ Jones began to say before a hissing sound sounded and smoke start creeping forth from the canister. Jones threw himself to the ground as enemy soldiers opened fire and a bullet cut through his leg. He looked upwards towards the enemy, but the smoke made it impossible to see properly. But, what he did see was the muzzle flash of a weapon mere metres away from his position on the ground. He looked around for Wilson, but couldn’t see him due to the smoke. He hoped Wilson had managed to run away in the confusion the smoke had caused.

He dragged his M1 Garand rifle up to his shoulder and aimed at where the gun had been firing. He made a guess that his target was firing from his right shoulder and so moved the sights a small bit to the right of where the flash was. He fired, letting his training come in and ignore the pain in his leg. The recoil jerked the gun up higher than he expected and so he lost exactly where he had been aiming. He aimed where he thought his target had been and fired 4 rounds in quick succession. His firing done he rolled sideways, aware that the enemy would retaliate. He picked himself half up from the ground and proceeded to hobbled backwards, with his body bent almost double. He reached a tree and threw himself behind it. But, he didn’t get far enough; the Germans were still close. He lifted his rifle up to his shoulder and aimed back into the smog with his finger ready on the trigger if he saw any dim shapes in the smog.

Smyth stayed walking smoothly towards the house. He was drawing nearer and he had a small view behind it and there appeared to be no one there. He stopped suddenly next to a large chestnut tree. A German, standing right there! As he raised his rifle up to his shoulder he noticed the radio and tried to make sure he didn’t hit it. He fired his first shot at the targets chest. He sent another two straight after that again. He ran forward a few steps until he was right up to the man and then he fired again from point-blank range at the chest again. Daniel and Teal arrived ten seconds later. ”Teal, keep an eye on the forest from the corner right there, Smyth see if that radio is still operational” Daniel barked out as he walked around the house. He lifted his BAR to his shoulder at the side of the house and he trained it on the forest, waiting to shoot at anyone.

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

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• S/SGT Brennan - Trying to wash the mud from his eyes, the Irishman was partly successful. The majority of the mud was washed from the eyes of him and his men, but some stayed in which is an irritant. The water is also effecting their eyes, blurring the world up for them slightly (karma, Dan). Due to this, they have been making more noise than usual in their travel, and this has had an effect on their shooting...
  
  
• Corporal Smyth - The first two bullets hit the right shoulder and chest of the soldier respectively, knocking him to the ground. The further shots killed the German.
  
  However, with the Allies making such a racket moving, the radio man had chance to draw his pistol and fire some tight shots at the Allies, two bullets impacting into the chest of Staff Sergeant Brennan. One bullet is lodged in the small intestine, while the other has quite miraculously passed through the chest cavity without damaging any organs.
  
  
• Private Jones - Firing blindly into the smoke towards the muzzle flash of Kriegheld, one bullet managed to meet the target impacting into the muscle on the man's left shoulder, due to over countering for the smoke. The wound is going to provide a distraction for the man for the duration of the battle, but the bullet passed straight through leaving a large cut in it's path.

Next Post;[/u] Doc[/color]

[∬Hartwig Kriegheld]

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Just after firing into the smoke, a bullet flew out and took some of Kriegheld’s shoulder with it. He cried out and knelt down as Jeider rushed forward to the tree in the smoke. Kriegheld caught his breath, stood up, and rushed forward finding the American’s body by almost tripping over it. He got his balance and stood up over the man. He pointed his rifle at the man and pulled the trigger as he choked on the smoke, emptying five rounds into the man. He ran out of the smoke as Jeider thrust his bayonet across the man’s chest, pulled it out again and cut across the man’s throat with the large, sharp blade. Jeider soon came out of the smoke as Kriegheld pulled the clip out of his rifle, dropping the near-empty magazine to the ground as he knelt and loaded another clip in. He was in pain, but he made a mental barrier. He would have to kneel to fire.

The two men ran, with Kriegheld up front, to the small building at the edge of the woods.

*****

After firing the shot and hearing the scream of pain in the smoke, Albertsein knew someone’s bullet had killed the man. He ran north, catching sight of a man at the corner of the house they had just occupied. He got behind one of the trees and looked down his iron sights at the man. He got his torso in his sights and slowly pulled the steel trigger of the K98, sending a large bullet addressed to the Allied invader. He quickly pulled the bolt back and brought the iron sights back on the man and pulled off another shot before pulling out a stripper clip and pushing five new rounds into his rifle as he ran across the field.

*****

Standing behind the corner of the small building, Kriegheld stuffed a piece of gauze into his wound and stood up. He looked around the corner to see an American infantryman at the corner of the house. Just as he turned his head back, he threw himself out and knelt to get a steady shot as he set the sights down on the man and sent twelve rounds in three four-round bursts. Just as he fired off the rounds, Jeider ran forward and reached the house. Kriegheld got up and followed him to the side of the house and waited as he saw Albertsein rush in. Just as Albertsein rushed into the house, Kriegheld moved in after him and watched as he went up the stairs. Hartwig stepped to the wall of the house and looked out the far door to see nothing to the north. At that moment, he heard a shot from above.

*****

Albertsein rushed past his commander and into the house. He was tired now, but he continued up the stairs and got to the window on the far end. He took his chance and looked out; an American corporal was standing outside. Albertsein quickly brought his sights up and fired down onto the man. He released the brass shell and pushed another round into the chamber. Looking down, he turned his sights to the man, brought his head just to the point and fired. Now, he moved from the window and looked to the back window on the man he had shot at from the woods. He finally brought his sights to him a final time, shooting for the thigh, not wanting to kill the sergeant, instead waiting for taking prisoner.

*****

Jeider had just reached the wall of the house. He had Kriegheld behind him who soon rushed into the building as he thrust his bayonet toward the leg of the American private next to him and then for the torso, making sure a kill was inevitable; or at least near-imminent. He looked around the corner with his rifle and saw another American being shot at by Albertsein from the house. Jeider took his chance and took his sights to the man’s torso, nearly guaranteeing a hit, and slowly pulled the trigger, sending a bullet directly toward the man.

*****

Kriegheld took his chance after hearing Albertsein’s third shot and rushed out of the building, aiming south. He saw the American and knelt, pointing his Stg45 directly at the man and fired at him in five three-round bursts. He could see him through the iron sights as the bullets went for him. The thought of victory briefly crossed the German’s mind. He sweat slightly as he moved a little closer, ready to draw his knife at any moment and shoot the allied sergeant if he dared to move for him as Albertsein watched the north side of the building for the corporal he had previously shot at.[/s]

Shots:
Albertsein - 2 at Brennan -- reload-- then 2 at Smyth, then another 1 at Brennan

Jeider- 1 shot to Jones, 2 Bayonets to Jones, 2 bayonets at Teal, then 1 shot at Smyth.

Kriegheld- 5 shots to Jones -- reload -- 12 shots to Teal in 4 round bursts, 15 shots to Brennan in 3-round bursts.

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

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• Kriegheld - Counting himself very lucky for not being shot, Krieg' managed to successfully charge forward and kill Jones. The bullets that Jeider added to little but add insult to injury.
  
  Firing at Teal, eight of his bullets entered the mans chest, flooring the man. The wounds are deadly serious, and expect the man to be dead by the end of Dan't next post.
  
  By now, however, the vast amounts of smoke the men had consumed were beginning to take their toll. For this, I'm going to be cutting the Axis turn in half. Doc, would you please provide an updated map. I'll give you some freedom in placing your men, but it will have to tie in with your post.
  
  Dan, I am recommending your retreat here, as if Doc reaches you, there is little chance of escape.
  
  Next post:

[/u]Dan
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[∬Hartwig Kriegheld]

Here's the map with my position and all of the dead characters removed. As it is,
Dan has 1 kill - Xaver
Kriegheld has 2 kills - Wilson, Jones ...and... 1 wounded - Teal


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[Daniel Brennan]

Daniel groaned to himself as he leaned against the outside wall of the house with one hand over his stomach and one over his chest. He glanced down in panic, sure that his doom was impending. People rarely survived being shot in the chest and when they did it was because they were rushed to the nearest field hospital as soon as possible. But, there were no doctors here, not even a medic. He didn’t even have any morphine on him. He grabbed into a pocket for his bandages. He pulled off his outer jumper and tried to wrap the bandages around himself. He failed. Luckily, Corporal Smyth hurried over after making sure the radio-set was undamaged and helped pull the bandages tight around the Staff Sergeant and then tying them so they didn’t suddenly come undone. Daniel was confused now; why wasn’t he coughing up blood or something like that? He let the thought come into his head that the bullets had somehow missed all important organs. He forced himself to stop thinking about the bandages that were slowly tinting red and turned his mind to getting the rest of his men out of the situation alive.

He slipped himself into his outer jumper again and pulled himself to his feet, with the worried eyes of the Corporal looking on. At that moment the sounds of more bullets came to air, shortly followed by a scream of pain from Private Teal as he fell to the ground. Corporal Smyth rushed around the corner and dragged the heavily bleeding man backwards to where he leaned him against a tree. Daniel walked over slowly, trying not to cause himself too much pain. ”Teal, Teal, listed for a second” He tried to say over the moaning coming from the Privates mouth. ”Teal, did you see them?” The private nodded. ”Wooden house...” He coughed out. Daniel turned to the only uninjured man in the group. ”Smyth, get in the house and try and make them keep their heads down out there. Also, keep an eye out for any papers and things that look important in there. We are going to have to pull out from this mess, but we can at least get some important papers to bring back to satisfy Patterson.” That was what he told Smyth, but really he wanted to get something to satisfy his own guilt.

Daniel first reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a packet of cigarettes. He lit three of them and gave them out to Teal, Smyth and himself. Smyth disappeared into the doorway and Daniel grabbed bandages out of Teal’s pocket and started to clumsily wrap him up. He could hear gunshots behind him from the house and he hoped that Smyth was able to hit something. Once Teal was wrapped up as best as possible in the minute that Daniel had allotted himself, Daniel had another brainwave. He reached into yet another of the many pockets of the uniform and pulled out a bottle of beer. It wasn’t entirely legal to have this on his person, but he liked to have it for emergencies. He yanked the top off it and shoved the bottle into Teals hands, with a muttered, “Glug this down quick”. Hopefully it would have an effect dulling the pain and increasing the man’s moral. If Teal believed he wouldn’t die then maybe it would help?

Matthew Smyth rushed into the house quickly and looked around him. This was where the Germans had been stationed and there had to be something lying around that could be valuable in the intelligence department. On a desk he spotted a few papers written on in German. That’ll do he thought to himself. He grabbed the papers and shoved them down his uniform before moving over to the window. He could see the cabin that Teal said the Germans had shot from and he grinned to himself. He had been next to an identical one only minute before and he had known that the walls were very thin and light; easy for a bullet to pass through. If the Germans were inside they would be dead in a few minutes. He stood about a meter away from the window as he lifted his rifle up to his shoulder. He knew that the enemy would find it nearly impossible to aim back at him because they would barely be able to see them. He fired just two rounds into the wall of the shack at chest height before the clicking of an empty clip came to his ears. He quickly reloaded and started firing the next clip into the walls slowly; pausing for five seconds after every shot.

Daniel had finished with Teal and then made his way over the dead German radio-man. The pistol that he had shot Daniel with was on the ground next to his outstretched hand and Daniel bent down and pocketed it, making sure the safety was on. There was never a bad time to be collecting souvenirs! An idea hit him as he looked at the radio set beside the man. Could he use the German radio to call for support? Was it possible? He knew the right frequency – or whatever it was called - to set it to, would that be enough? He crouched down near the set and fiddled with the knob which he was sure was related to the frequency. He thought he heard a voice speaking English... He thought. He searched around for something to tell him co-ordinates. He saw a small fold out map in the dead man’s which he picked up. It was a map of the area with the co-ordinates perfectly marked in. He grabbed the bit of the radio he talked into and began to speak. ”Umm... this is Fox 3 scouting patrol. Big dog, come in please.” He repeated the first sentence to make sure he was heard and then said the password. ”Requesting immediate artillery support on the following co-ordinates...” He paused for a second to look down at the paper on his lap and then he relayed the exact co-ordinates of the house the enemy were in 3 times. He really wasn’t taking any chances. ”I want 30 seconds of covering fire, 30 seconds.” He ended the message and dropped the phone.

He decided now was the time to get away from where he was. He stood up and was about to limp away when he decided it was better to take the radio with him. Maybe the guys at intelligence could gain some information about the Germans from it? At the very least it meant a new radio for the squad... He slung the radio over his back, surprised at the weight. ”Smyth, pull back!” he called into the house. He walked over to Teal and pulled the wounded man onto his. Teal was standing just around the corner when the bullets hit him so mostly one side of his body was peppered with bullets, which would make it easier for Daniel to support him. Daniel moved around to his good side and the two started walking... in the direction of the German line. They would only go a short distance this way before turning north and hopefully meet up with Fox 2, one of the other scouting parties. Corporal Smyth had fired a second full clip into the house when Daniel called out that it was time to go. He made sure he had to papers, reloaded and stepped out the front door of the house. He fired about 4 shots hurriedly into the woods as he hurried away to catch up with his commander.

*Has Retreated*

OOC: I really am not sure if the calling in support on their radio thing is possible or not. – I didn’t actually look it up.
Also, two Questions: (if my retreat went successfully)
1. Can I keep the Pistol?
2. Can I, like, buy a Private unit to go with the Radio and then have a Radio operator?

[Nathan Whyte]

Moderation Post

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First up, your questions:

• Tying the bandages around the wounds, you have slowed the bleeding and this will make escape easier.
  
• Giving the alcohol to Teal has had a negative effect, as the man choked on it in his own throat, his bodies spasms preventing swallowing, or properly spitting.
  
• Trying to call in Artillery (what the hell was in those cigarettes? Mary Jane?), the effect of hearing an English voice made the recievers assume the worst and shift fire, aiming towards the house!
  
• Smyth's sprays of bullets had littled effect, as the enemy had ample of cover. The enemy fired back, but mercifully, they missed, allowing the British troops to escape

CP[/u]
S/Sergeant Brennan: A series of very good posts, but enemy Artillery spelt the end of his chancs. If a faulty radio had been issued, then perhaps this battle could have turned out very differently? 15CP for being a good sport.

Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld: Good use of your available amenities, and stunning posts all the way through. 25CP

Bonuses[/u]
Dan Brennan - For securing an enemy radio and documents, the intelligence will be very useful - 5CP[/color]

Issued -JT