The Barbarians are at the Gates!

[Nicholas Ealing]

OOC: I've done some slight god-modding by saying that David was beside me at this point but I reckon it'll pass. David, can you add where you're deploying your men and your sandbags in the next post, please?

Anyway, the posting order will be:

- Nicholas
- David
- Kriegheld
- Hoffmann

Nicholas surveyed the vast Italian landscape warily. The midnight sky was steadily descending upon the small group of defenders and he could only just make out the shapes of his companions in the deadly dark. More than once he considered abandoning his post and falling into a much-needed sleep. But he stood his ground, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and forcing himself to stay awake.

He had recieved intelligence that a planned attack on the Montagna della Morte, the huge hill that was the last line of defense of the major Allied base but a few miles behind. Crossing the Montagna della Morte was the only direct way of reaching, nevermind attaking, the base and consequently he had been stationed there to guard it with his life.

A sudden roar at his side woke him suddenly. He instinctively dived to the floor and rolled behind a cluster of trees to avoid any hostile fire. His heart in his mouth, he scanned the immediate area and saw to his annoyance that the sound had been courtesy of a couple of Privates mucking about in Bevan's jeep.

"Isn't it past your bedtime?" he snarled, approaching the suddenly very pale figures aboard the great vehicle.

"Sorry, sir," muttered Eric Brent, shuffling his feet like a six year-old child being scolded for not doing his homework. His companion, a certain Dafydd Lynn, also seemed to have the grace to look ashamed. Nicholas glared at them both.

"Listen, you idiots," he whispered harshly. "For all we know a whole squadron of Jerry maniacs could be hiking up this hill as we speak. We do not want to draw any unwanted attention to our location, is that clear? So be bloody quiet,"

The privates had made him on edge and he could swear that he could hear footsteps in the near distance. It was probably nothing; a squirrel or something similar. But what if it wasn't?

"Rise the men," he said roughly. "Get them here; now!"

Brent and Lynn saluted shakily before darting off towards the main sleeping quarters of the group. Nicholas patted his Sten SMG familiarly and trained it on the ground below. He could see nothing; where they there at all or was the accursed dark shielding their locations. He shook his head firmly and rubbed his eyes. He had to be in control of his wits. Nicholas vowed that he would not let the base fall. The cowardly attackers would be ripped to shreds and Nicholas was personally looking forward to taking a part in such great sport.

He turned around sharply to see the squad of disgruntled men before him saluting hurriedly. At their head was Michael Norriington, the only NCO amongst them, who seemed very much alert. Which was more than could be said about his subordinates. Two looked like they could barely keep their eyes open.

Nicholas raised his Sten to the night sky and sent one vicious shot up above. That woke them up alright, he grinned to himself. Perhaps it was a little hypocritical in nature, but he neeeded to awaken his men and he needed to awaken them instantly.

"Defensive positions men!" he said in hushed but nonetheless commanding tones. "Norrington, push backwards into the main building and wait for my command. Brent, Golding, take up arms in the main defensive bunker, Lynn, defend the Western hold. Canterbury; you're coming with me,"

He nodded towards David and his men who stood beside him.

"You know what to do," he said simply. He clapped his hands together sharply and the men instantly took to their positions. They would defend the hill. With their lives.

[S.SGT David Bevan]

OOC: PLEASE MAKE YOUR FIRST POST INTRODUCTORY!!!!!



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"Fall in," said David quietly.

The men proceeded to line up and stand at ease. Sergeants Evans and Madog towered above Corporal Harper and the single Private amongst them, the young Matthews. They all stood completely still without blinking. David had trained them well for perfect discipline he knew they would follow any orders they were given.

"Intelligence suggests that our position will come under attack shortly."

David took a brief pause which left an awkward silence.

"We will be tasked with holding the smaller bunker on the outer defenses,"

Though they didn't move, the men seemed to bristile with excitement. They always craved the adrenaline rush of being in the thick of the fight.

"Squad 'Shun" said David quietly. "Squad fall out parade dismissed."

The Squad crouched and moved to the bunker on the outer defenses. It certainly looked sturdy enough it must have been newly made as it showed no signs of previous combat. The concrete was a good meter thick and the windows were small. To add to the defense David and his squad had been busy reinforcing the position with sandbags an hour before. They had filled the windows so there was just enough space for each man to aim and fire their weapon. They had done this to protect them from incoming fire and create a very small gap almost impossible to throw a grenade into.

David stepped outside and was instantly satisfied with the camouflage of the bunker. They had placed camo netting over the top of the bunker and had then added bushes and even small trees to the top to make it blend in as naturally as possible with the foliage. David then returned inside to add some finishing touches he placed the top of a metal box atop the sandbags at his position as a sturdy surface for the bi pod of his Bren Gun. Then finally David propped a chair up by his position so he would have a good crouched firing position.

The men moved to their posts silently and David crouched on the chair deployed his bi pod slowly making sure to make no sound. His men removed their safety catches and loaded their weapons. They along with David placed a spare ammo clip at their side ready for a swift reload.

"Harper, I want you to mount the 30cal on the jeep. That will serve as a fullback position." whispered David.

Harper scurried silently out of the bunker and hid behind Wolf which had been painted camouflage. He was ready for the order to hop on the 30cal and give suppressive fire.

David's eyes were glued to the sights of his Bren Gun. he was ready to give any advancing enemy a burst of hot automatic lead. Sergeants Evans and Madog held their THomsons tightly into their shoulders. David scanned the countryside he was sure no enemy's had come yet as luckily it was a clear night with the full moon sending shimmering pools of moonlight everywhere. There was not a cloud in the Sky disturb the view.

"Mathews you stay down in here and take cover! Everyoen needs to be ready to scarper if a grenade comes sailing in through one of the loop holes,"

David was confident the sandbags would stop any grenades making their way in but he needed to take precautions. They had even dug small wooden poles into the ground in various places to help the radio operator know the grid referance of the enemy when calling an artillery or air strike. Everything had been planned so well it couldn't - and wouldn't - be ruined now.

"Good luck, men," he whispered to the squad. "Good luck,"

[Daniel Brennan]

I'll mark.

~Dan

[∬Hartwig Kriegheld]

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OOC: I hope you don’t mind, Hofmann. I’ve place you and two of your men in the half-track. If you would rather start somewhere else, you may do so; I don’t mind. Also, Rhys Bevan stated that it was quite dark; and yet, David Bevan stated that there was moonlight everywhere. Could someone clarify this? I can deal with either circumstance, but we had better get that in order before we go hostile. As I learnt in my last skirmish, getting the lighting right is very important.

The obnoxious motor of the half-track growled as it finally stopped behind the tree-line at the middle of Hill 107m. The objective given to Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld was simple: take the hill and hold the hill until reinforcements arrive. Though the objective was simple, the actual battle would not be simple. Since the allies had captured the hill the previous day from Oberleutnant Keime of Das Heer, Kriegheld had only the information the army had sent him. There were four buildings on top and a trench was on the east side of the hill. Hartwig hated trench warfare as much as one could possibly hate it; so, there was no way in hell he was going to attack the east side of the hill. Instead, he instructed the drivers to move into the wood on the west side of the mountain, keeping the German forces aptly hidden until they decided to attack.

It was hard to discern the number of allied units that were stationed on the hill with all the darkness. However, Hartwig knew there were always enough troops to defeat you in battle. He had prepared well and he would not be quite as stupid as he had been in the last battle. Though he had won, it was with a large cost. This one would be different. Thinking of all the possible places the enemy could be, Hartwig decided he would simply take the top of the hill and clear whatever structures were left.

Sitting back down in the now silent half-track, Kriegheld looked forward to his subordinate, Rottenführer Hofmann. It would be the first time he would see battle with Hartwig, he only hoped he could make a good impression with the young man. Speaking in a quiet, rough voice, Hartwig began giving orders. “Gut Männer, haben wir eine harte Zielsetzung in der Wartezeit. Erwarte alles. Ich bin fast völlig sicher, daß Gespüre wahrscheinlich verwendet werden. So Aufenthalt hinter Bäumen und unter Abdeckung. Sie konnten die Gruben haben, die über dem gesamten Feld dort und Artillerie auf dem Anruf ausgebreitet wurden. Wir müssen das Element der Überraschung halten; andernfalls sind wir tot. Rottenführer Hofmann, du und deine Männer bleibt mit den Vorwärtsangreifern führen durch Rottenführer Albertsein. Ich halte drei Männer, die Ingenieure und die Träger unten hier. Der Moment, den ein Gespür in die Luft, ich einsteigt, fängt Zündung an allem an, das befördert.„ Orders had been given.

Rottenführer Albertsein immediately opened the heavy door of the half-track and most of the men in the vehicle jumped out, following the illustrious corporal into a line across the middle of the hill. Weapons had been loaded and safeties were off. The men waited for the order to proceed up the hill. Kriegheld ordered the half-track forward to the tree-line and stopped before going into the open field. Shütze Jeider was on the gun again and pointed the MG42 out across the field. The headlights had been covered to stop any mishap with lighting across the open space.
Meanwhile, Haupsturmführer Kriegheld was behind with the blitz truck, making sure that it would be fine. All engines had been silenced and the Germans were prepared to fight.

Translations:
Gut Männer, haben wir eine harte Zielsetzung in der Wartezeit. Erwarte alles. Ich bin fast völlig sicher, daß Gespüre wahrscheinlich verwendet werden. So Aufenthalt hinter Bäumen und unter Abdeckung. Sie konnten die Gruben haben, die über dem gesamten Feld dort und Artillerie auf dem Anruf ausgebreitet wurden. Wir müssen das Element der Überraschung halten; andernfalls sind wir tot. Rottenführer Hofmann, du und deine Männer bleibt mit den Vorwärtsangreifern führen durch Rottenführer Albertsein. Ich halte drei Männer, die Ingenieure und die Träger unten hier. Der Moment, den ein Gespür in die Luft, ich einsteigt, fängt Zündung an allem an, das befördert.
~Alright men, we have a hard objective in wait. Expect anything. I am almost entirely sure that flairs will likely be used. So, stay behind trees and under cover. They could have mines laid across the entire field out there and artillery on the call. We must keep the element of surprise; otherwise, we are dead. Rottenführer Hofmann, you and your men will stay with the forward attackers lead by Rottenführer Albertsein. I will keep three men, the engineers, and the vehicles down here. The moment a flair goes into the air, I will begin firing at anything that moves.

[S.SGT David Bevan]

I would like to mention that from what I can see Hartwig has added more area to the map which isnt fair in my opinion.

[hofmann]

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Adolpgus was marching alongside the Halftrack with the Blitz Truck and his commander--Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld behind him with the truck. He had been called into the battle to help out with the forward attack squad. He knew this was the most dangerous job and that he had been given it because he was one of the least valuable soldiers they had that had the ability to command a few men. The one thing he had a problem with was he might have to share his authority with another Rottenführer. He would have preferred to lead the squad on his own. But if the Hauptsturmführer gave him orders he had to obey them.

The Italian Hill was dimly lit. There was some moonlight but there was low visibility. He had no chance of being seen at the moment if all stayed as it was. He also realised that he had no chance of seeing anyone too. The battle was evenly matched as long as the German's had more men as the brits had an uphill advantage. This was going to be a hard battle in Adlophus' mind. He was not sure if he would make it out alive.

He listened to Kriegheld's orders and was annoyed to find out that he indeed was sharing his authority with Rottenführer Albertsein. He knew the man vaguely but only from training and the Mess hall back at base. Now he would have to work alongside the man and hope that he knew how to command and kill. If he did not then there would be a problem. The morale would be lowered and if Adolphus was stuck then the whole squad would be stuck on what to do.

Adolphus pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind and concentrated on the task at hand. He decided the best idea would be to talk about the plan with Albertstein and decide what formation to be in. If there were mines or grenades, then there would be problems.

'Albertstein wissen Sie, welche Taktik wir verwenden sollten? Ich habe einige Ideen, aber ich möchte wissen, ob Sie mit ihnen übereinstimmen. '

'Nicht habe ich keine Ideen. Ich dachte, dass Kriegheld uns erzählen könnte, aber er tat nicht. Welch ist Ihrig?'

'Dachte ich vielleicht eine lose Bildung und langsamen marschierenden Schritt der Hügel zu den Gebäuden oben.'

'Ja'

Adolphus then moved towards the rest of the men and called them together. He told them what he had said to Albertstein and they moved into the formation. They stood and crouched and waited for the order from Kriegheld or the two Rottenführer's to move.


Translations
'Albertstein wissen Sie, welche Taktik wir verwenden sollten? Ich habe einige Ideen, aber ich möchte wissen, ob Sie mit ihnen übereinstimmen. '

Albertstein do you know what tactics we should use? I have some ideas but I would like to know if you agree with them.'

'Nicht habe ich keine Ideen. Ich dachte, dass Kriegheld uns erzählen könnte, aber er tat nicht. Welch ist Ihrig?'

No I have no ideas. I thought Kriegheld might tell us but he didn't. What are yours?

'Dachte ich vielleicht eine lose Bildung und langsamen marschierenden Schritt der Hügel zu den Gebäuden oben.'

Yes I was thinking maybe a loose formation and slow marching pace up the hill towards the buildings at the top.

EDIT DAN: Map was too big. I made it into a link.

[Daniel Brennan]

I do have to agree with David, I'm afraid. It doesn't matter whether he made the map like this to stop an enemy from doing a certain thing, the map was made by Rhys and it will stay like that unless Rhys says otherwise.

[PuNk! ™]

Moderation Post:[/b]

Okay, what should have been simple, has turned into a couple of petty arguments and un-fairness. The following has now occured;

- Rhys, I've already spoken to you in PM and that will be forwarded to Daniel Brennan.
- Kriegheld, would you please re-mod the map with your locations on the ORIGINAL scale please. I understand you're using plenty of units, but it doesn't mean you should have the leeway of expanding the map a few extra meters in distance, to try and safeguard your units.

Until everyone's complied, this thread will remain frozen.
Thank you,
~Danny

RE-OPEN! Everyone's complied.

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[Nicholas Ealing]

OOC: On the subject of the lighting, I imagined it as being dark with early morning light ebbing in. So, much lighter than your last battle but not quite as light as battles set during the day.

Also, David, from now on, you may control Private Robert Canterbury.



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Nicholas swallowed ruggedly as his skin began to crawl in anticipation. Someone was coming, he could feel it in his bones. One thing was for sure, he would not be caught out. Not by some German coward flanked by an army of blond men wearing tight shorts and sporting ridiciolous facial hair. Nicholas absent-mindedly ran a hand through his blood-splattered hair; their would be a time for racial slurs later. Now was a time for war.

He silently gestured to Norrington that he pushing forward into the West and that the corporal should stand his ground. Norrington nodded stiffly and Nicholas darted off stealthily through the rough mountainous terrain. As he dived to the floor and preceeded to crawl steadily across the hill-top, he couldn't help smiling. He was in his element.

Too long had he been cooped up behind the desk as an officer should be. He ached to be in the thick of the fight, he ached to feel the adrenaline pumping throughout his body, he ached to fight for what he believed in and he ached for the sense of unquenchable victory that he had not tasted for so long. But Nicholas was an expert in inconspicuicy. He dabbed his face with cold mud and, relaxing his breathing, continued towards the smallest building at the far side of the hill-top.

Nicholas approached the faintly surprised Lynn who was guarding the western hold stonily and signed for him to follow him. The private attempted to regain his lost honour as best he could and followed his commander eagerly towards the steep sides of the hill. Nicholas scanned the area and felt his heart jump into his mouth. There were men down there; it was inmistakable. How many, he was not sure, but they were in advance of ten, ten more than Nicholas would have liked. But they seemed easy enough to deal with. The Lieteunant was about to rip through the front line with his Sten when his eyes suddenly spotted a radio truck in the near distance, parked dauntingly amongst the men. A direct threat it seemed, thought Nicholas through gritted teeth.

The Lieteunant rubbed his eyes to make sure that the figures before him were real and were not just thoughts of fancy. He opened his eyes again and bowed his head. They were real, solid as rock. A tad vague in the dull light but there nonetheless.

"Get me your map, Private," whispered Nicholas, nudging Lynn to get a move on. The Private handed the Lieteunant a slightly crumpled map from his back and Nicholas scanned the grid reference cautiously. It was hard to read in the poor light but Nicholas had spent most of his life burried in books and so had no trouble deciphering the numbers before him.

"The coordinates of the radio truck," he said in hushed tones. "Are 273,"

"And what do you want me to do about that, sir?" said Lynn, forgetting himself in the excitement.

"No, nothing," said Nicholas quietely, forging the numbers to his memory.

"So...what do we do?" asked the Private.

Nicholas said nothing. He was still trying to work out what to do; the gravity of the situation had sunk in. Open fire on the radio truck was the best option; rendering it useless and thus securing safety from the extensive artillery that could follow. But then...how did the old saying go? He who strikes last strikes best. But then...Nicholas shook his head. He had no option. He needed to end this battle before it began. Besides, if the radio operators were calling in artillery as they spoke, killing or at least putting them off would by no means be a bad result.

"Send a couple of shots towards the radio truck," he whispered. "Take care; I want well-aimed shots, not blind hammering,"

Lynn nodded curtly and lined up his rifle expertly. Nicholas watched in admiration. This was a man who would make a good sniper and no mistake. A single shot echoed around the entire area as Lynn's bullet whistled through the air.

Knowing he had to act fast before the Germans could retalliate, Nicholas lined up his own shot. He imagined a spray of bullets hammering into the radio truck so vividly that the image appeared solidly before his face. He let the calm early-morning breeze whistle through his hair and, his teeth gritted in determination, sent three bullets spiralling towards the foe and towards the radio truck.

Lynn had finished his third shot by the time Nicholas had ceased firing. He held up a hand for his subordinate to stop firing and signalled for him to enter the large building at his side. Lynn raised an eyebrow but said nothing and fell back inside the relative safety of the house.

Nicholas knew that if his attack had been unsuccesful in destroying- or at least halting - the enemy radio truck and consequently call for reinforcements then the air would soon be full of the Luftwaffe, a sight he did not relish. No, best to stay inside cover for the time being. At least keep his men safe from airstrikes.

He himself pushed forwards North and then backwards into the largest building where Canterbury lay prone, his rifle trained through the window, awaiting for the Lietuenant's orders.

"Private," Nicholas said roughly. "273,"

"Pardon, sir?"

"Repeat those numbers back to me," said Nicholas gruffly.

"273," mimicked Canterbury.

"Those are the coordinates for the German radio truck, Private," said Nicholas. "I need you to run down to Staff Bevan's position and tell him so,"

"Yes, sir," said Canterbury, saluting nobly.

"273, Private," reminded Nicholas. "Remember that. 273,"

"Yes, sir," repeated Canterbury. And he had gone.

***

Canterbury darted silently down the hill, keeping to the vast trees in the hope of not attracting any unwanted hostile attention. From what he had gathered from the Lieteunant and Lynn's small-scale attack, the enemy were down at the Eastern side of the hill but what was to say they weren't in two? He kept his face down so that the light would not reflect of its service and approached Bevan's base. He nodded towards a private manning Bevan's jeep and swallowed heavily.

"Tell Madog and the Sarge," he said in hushed tones. "273; the coordinates of the enemy and their radio truck,"

With his task done, he crouched down to the ground and awaited the private's instructions.

[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Post:[/b]

Yep.

The following Actions have been made;

Lieutenant Ealing:

• Firing with a Private at the Blitz truck didn't prove to be very succesful. I few bullets whined and clips against the exterior, but nothing came close to the radio-man.
  
  
• By pure luck, a stray bullet from the Sten glanced across the leg of a German private standing in front of the truck. Not a major wound at all and the unit is still well able to fight normally.
  
  
• The actions have made the attacking forces more cautious in their movement and they are keeping a careful eye out for any enemy forces.
  

~Dan[/colour]

[S.SGT David Bevan]

OOC: PuNK! said i could use a Vickers gun on my jeep it is more powerfull and accurate but overheats easier. And just so you know from the moment when the flare went up to when they had all got into the jeep that took around 20 seconds. At the moment i can't be bothered to change the map unless you ask me too it shows David firing at the line of German infantry when actually he fires at the halftrack and sergeant Madog fires at the infantry if you read post you will understand.

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Also I understand the map is quite bad an confusing but If you want me too make it again tell me what to change and I will change it

David gazed out of the bunker into the night. It was deathly quiet and all that could be heard where crickets and the occasionall bird. David knew that that silence was to be short lived as he could make out the dark shapes of at least two vehicles at the far end of the hill. Suddenly the silence was broken as shots rang out towards one of the vehicles.

David span on his heel as he heard Private Canterbury calling to him.

" Lieutenant Earling has ordered me to inform you of the coordinates of the enemy vehicle over there Lieutenant thinks it's a Blitz truck coordinates 273" whispered the Private hurriedly.

"Mathews take those coordinates into consideration but for now get on the radio to artillery command and get us some artillery support. You are the forward observer don't leave this bunker and keep down. The rest of you your with me." whipered David to his squad.

The men got to their feet and crouched their way over to the Willy's Jeep and crammed in there weren't enough seats so the men had to squash into some of them. The jeep drove slowly up the hill hoping not to give their position and did not drive over the top of the hill so the enemy would not see their silhouette.

As they neared they neared the target they stopped while David quickly told them the plan.

"Sergeant Evans you take my Bren Gun i know you have training with it and drive me to the peak of the hill where we will attempt to hit their Radio Operator meanwhile the rest of you will sneak round to the left and fire some accurate shots at the driver fire when the flare is used then we regroup and fall back" whispered David while handing his beloved Bren Gun to Sergeant Evans who was at the wheel.

The men who would not be in the jeep stepped out silently jogged over to the left of the hill and crawled the last meter or so. sergeant Madog halted and the men at his side did the same. They made sure they had their body positions pointing naturally at the front of the silhouette that was the Blitz truck their weapons loaded. Sergeant madog then ordered them to begin getting ready for a shot and the three began to breath in and out heavily.

On the hill top David hoped the flare he was about to fire would gain the enemy's attention and blind them slightly for just a few vital seconds allowing them to get some good shots at their targets. David grasped the Vickers gun strongly as he prepared to fire the flare into the air but aimed it far away in the enemy direction hoping they would not be lit up so much.

Sergeant Evans held the Bren Guns but tightly into his shoulder and began breathing heavily. His eye was glued to the iron sight which he aimed for the main body of the Blitz truck somewhere inside the radio operator would be working.

David lifted the flare gun into the cool air and fired. The guns of his men all began to fire simultaneously as the sky lit up around the enemy. David quickly dropped the flare down into the jeep and sprayed thirty powerfull shots into the troop compartment of the truck hoping to kill the radio operator. Sergeant Evans did the same fired all thirty of the high caliber rounds in his clip into the Blitz truck.

Sergeant Madog and his men began firring the instant the flare lit up. He sent twelve shots from his Thomson in four round bursts towards the driver of the Blitz truck. Harper and Cantubury fired one well aimed controlled shot each at the driver before the three sprinted over too where they had been dropped off and awaited the jeep.

The second he had finished his clip Sergeant Evans reversed back quickly along the way they had come while David fired thirty rounds at the halftrack gunner and madog fired eighteen rounds at the line of German soldiers hoping to suppress them.

While this had been going on Mathews had been manning the radio.

"Come in Queen Three enemy armour spotted we need artillery support Over" he said loudly before anxiously awaiting a reply.

A loud voice with a strong English accent responded to the call "This is Queen Six Over"

"Queen three this is King Six requesting Artillery support" he said loudly and clearly.

Shooting

Staff Sergeant David = thirty bullets spraying radio operators part of Blitz truck trying to hit the radio op and thirty suppresing shots at the Halftrac.

Sergeanty Evans = Using a Bren!!! fired whole clip of thirty rounds spraying the radio operators part of the blitz truck trying to hit the radio op.

Sergeant Magod = four well aimed controlled bursts of four rounds from his Thomson at blitz truck driver and then the rest of his clip he fired at the line of German infantry to suppress them.

Corporal Harper and Private Canterbury = One Very well aimed shot at the driver each.

[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Post[/u]


Ok, first of all, David how the hell would you know it was a blitz truck, how would you know what it did? Havn't you seen the item picture in Wolframs mini-profile? It just lookjs like an ordinary truck. In the dark and off up on a hill you would be lucky to see even a silluette. Lucky for you you used a flare...


The following actions have been made:


S. Sergeant D. Bevan:

Using the flare correctly lit up the scene, but the enemy had already heard the engine of the jeep and so they had time to get into defenseive positions. However, you said the men opened fire just as you fired the flare, so they wouldn't have had time to aim at anything.

Sergeant Madog was firing bursts with his thompson, so he was able to readjust the aim for the later ones. a few of his shots pinged against the doors, while a small few punctured through the glass window. One of these hit the driver in the upper shoulder/chest area. Although not a serious injury yet, the unit is incapitated for the rest of the battle.

The privates shots did nothing, since they would not have had time to aim.

Actually presuming that the Blitz truck was just an ordinary transportation vehicle, Bevan fired a few shots into the main section of it, but none damaged anything important.

As I said, the enemy did here the engine of the jeep so they started returning fire very quickly, which ruined the effictiveness of Bevans attack on there lines. The Germans also didn't hit anything.

The radioman didn't say his request clearly enough and he has been asked to repeat himself.[/ist]


Just a quick note here: The Axis currently have the upper hand in the terms of aiming, due to the fact that the allies shapes stand out against the sky which isn't fully dark.

~Dan[/colour]

[∬Hartwig Kriegheld]

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Adrenaline finally began as Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld heard the allied bullets bounce off the side of the Blitz truck. Quickly, he looked up into the vehicle and saw the driver screaming in pain. Yelling to the engineer in the passenger’s seat, Hartwig ordered him to wait before going into the woods so the radioman could keep a good signal in the open. Running into the back of the truck, Hartwig spoke directly to the radioman in the truck. “Schütze Beck, Anruf Sturmbannführer Wolfram für Verstärkungen. Unsere Position ist Hügel 107m in Quadranten 3 in Richtung zum Südwesten von der Mitte des Hügels. Rasterfeld: G36! Gehe! Benennender Don nicht Anschlag, bis du eine Antwort erhältst.„

The message was sent. The radioman immediately began operating the extensive equipment in the vehicle, extending a large antenna from a small hole in the roof. Beck pulled the phone to his mouth and clearly spoke in. “Schädel, dieser ist Firma AA der 2. SS, DAS Reich! Benennen des Sturmbannführer Wolframs für sofortig Verstärkung auf Hügel 107m. Quadrant 3. South-west. Rasterfeld: G36. Gekommen in Schädel!” After the message had been sent, the truck moved forward to the edge of the woods, still avoiding the trees that could harm the radio signal. He had also told the engineer to inform the half-track to drive through the trees to the top of the hill.

Just as the vehicle drove off, Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld ran forward with MP44 tightly held. Running to Rottenführer Hofmann, he began giving orders. “Hofmann, lade herauf diesen Hügel auf.” Following his orders, Krieheld then ran to Albertsein who had positioned himself at the bottom of the hill. “Albertsein, folgen mich!” Albertsein being the good soldier he was, followed Kriegheld as he moved up the hill and to the north along the side so as to hide his movement and avoid any mines that may have been set in the side of the hill. After about five minutes, the group of men reached the top of the hill. Kriegheld could see two buildings; one small one with a single door and another larger building directly in front of him. A single door stood at the end of the building. It seemed there were no windows In any of the buildings.

Looking to his men, Kriegheld gave instructions as he passed around a single bottle of blue liquid, an energising drink he had picked up from the venerable Doktor Vlakte at HQ; each of the men took a few gulps from the 1 litre bottle almost instantly refreshing them. “Gut Männer, bin ich nicht von diesem kleinen Gebäude rechts sicher; so gehen Albertsein und Jocheit fünf Meter voran und passen die Türen beider Gebäude auf, wie Heidelberger hinter dem Gebäude erhält. Nach den drei von dir, laden Kern, Herten und ich in das lange Gebäude und in den freien Raum es auf. Kern und Herten kommen zuerst herein und gelangen an die Seiten, wie ich in die Mitte komme und den Flur sprühe. Achtung! Gehe!”

After orders had been given, Albertsein and Jocheit moved forward, watching for enemies in the small building to the south-west. Heidelberger moved behind the building and the three remaining men moved forward. Running across the open ground, Kriegheld hoped his black camo would keep him hidden enough. Kernel and Herten charged into the long building and moved to the sides just as Kriegheld moved in and began firing at everything in front of him, including an allied soldier who had the misfortune to be standing in the middle of the building. Each of the infantrymen fired single shots at the man and Kriegheld let loose ten rounds in two consecutive bursts, knowing that the rounds would shred the man to pieces. Immediately after firing, the three men rushed out of the building and found the half-track ready to fire on anyone that came out the door.

Just as Kriegheld had left for the hilltop, the engineer arrived at the driver’s side of the half-track, informing the driver, Heiden to go to the top of the hill through the woods. The engineer then moved to the front of the half-track and removed the headlight coverings. The headlights would be a useful tool. Heiden began turning and driving up the hill, prepared to screw the enemies at the top. He pulled to the left of the small building to the west and got around to find the other squad in front of him. The field was set.

Kriegheld – 10 shots at allied soldier in north building, 2 bursts.
Herten – single shot at allied soldier in north building.
Kernel – single shot at allied soldier in north building.

Translations:
“Schütze Beck, Anruf Sturmbannführer Wolfram für Verstärkungen. Unsere Position ist Hügel 107m in Quadranten 3 in Richtung zum Südwesten von der Mitte des Hügels. Rasterfeld: G36! Gehe! Benennender Don nicht Anschlag, bis du eine Antwort erhältst.„
~Schütze Beck, call Sturmbanführer Wolfram for reinforcements. Our location is Hill 107m in quadrant 3 toward the southwest from the centre of the hill. Grid: G36! Go! Do not stop calling until you get an answer.

“Schädel, dieser ist Firma AA der 2. SS, DAS Reich! Benennen des Sturmbannführer Wolframs für sofortig Verstärkung auf Hügel 107m. Quadrant 3. South-west. Rasterfeld: G36. Gekommen in Schädel!”
~Skulls, this is Company AA of the 2nd SS, Das Reich! Calling Sturmbannführer Wolfram for immediate reinforcement on Hill 107m. Quadrant 3. South-west. Grid: G36. Come in Skulls.

“Hofmann, lade herauf diesen Hügel auf.”
~Hofmann, charge up that hill.

“Albertsein, folgen mich!”
~Albertsein, follow me!

“Gut Männer, bin ich nicht von diesem kleinen Gebäude rechts sicher; so gehen Albertsein und Jocheit fünf Meter voran und passen die Türen beider Gebäude auf, wie Heidelberger hinter dem Gebäude erhält. Nach den drei von dir, laden Kern, Herten und ich in das lange Gebäude und in den freien Raum es auf. Kern und Herten kommen zuerst herein und gelangen an die Seiten, wie ich in die Mitte komme und den Flur sprühe. Achtung! Gehe!”
~Alright men, I am not sure of that small building to the right; so, Albertsein and Jocheit will go five metres ahead and watch the doors of both buildings as Heidelberger gets behind the building. Following the three of you, Kernel, Herten, and I will charge into the long building and clear it. Kernel and Herten will enter first and get to the sides as I come in the centre and spray the corridor. Attention! Go!

[Daniel Brennan]

Moderation Post[/u]

Really good post, Doc.


The following actions have been made:

• The German soldiers did succeed in making their way unseen up the hill, although the enemy did hear the loud rumblings of the halftracks engines and know it has moved to the top of the hill.
  
  
• The tactics used against the single private in the building succeeded and the unit was killed from multiple bullet wounds.
  
  
• Due to you providing a well detailed description of what the radio man said, he did get in touch with HQ. It will take you one more post for the request to go through fully and then possibly another few turns for the reinforcements to arrive.

~Dan[/colour]

[hofmann]

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'Männer folgen mir der Hügel! ' Adolphus said to the five privates that were standing behind him. They had just seen their commander--Hauptsturmführer Kriegheld—Drive up the hill with the Halftrack and five Soldat's, leaving the blitz truck behind while the Radio operator had attempted to contact base. He had succeeded in doing so and had called in Sturmbannführer Wolfram who would soon arrive. Kriegheld had then told Adolphus to charge up the hill.

'Bereiten Sie Ihre Pistolen vor, um zu schießen, sobald wir zum Gebäude kommen. Zwei von Ihnen gehen zur Tür und brechen es ich werde durch eines der Fenster schießen, und Sie zwei nehmen die Hintertür. Jeder bekam das? ' Adolphus said. The soldiers nodded their heads and prepared their guns for firing.

'Hockstellung und März! Drei...Zwei...Einz...Stürmen Sie!!!' Adolphus cried.

The five soldiers began to crouch and move as swiftly and as low as they could towards the top of the hill. Adolphus was making hand signals as they went up showing them where to go and to stopor whatever they had to do. They tried to stay concealed in the trees for as long as possible.

Adolphus pointed at two of the soldiers and sent them around the back. He then pointed to another two of the soldiers and pointed them towards the front. He howeveer stayed on the side and rested his rifle on the window sill. There was no glass in that window sill, possibl;y because of some fire from someone else that day or there had never been any. He controlled his breathing and fired shot at the closest British sldier. His four men poured in through the door and fired bursts of shots trying to fill the Allied soldiers with lead and thus killing them. If this did not work Adolphus thought. They would all be dead.

Translations:-

-'Männer folgen mir der Hügel!
-'Men follow me up the hill!'

-'Bereiten Sie Ihre Pistolen vor, um zu schießen, sobald wir zum Gebäude kommen. Zwei von Ihnen gehen zur Tür und brechen es ich werde durch eines der Fenster schießen, und Sie zwei nehmen die Hintertür. Jeder bekam das? '
-' Prepare your guns to shoot, as soon as we come to the building. Two of you go to the door and break it I will shoot by one of the windows, and you two take the back door. Everybody got this? '

-'Hockstellung und März! Drei...Zwei...Einz...Stürmen Sie!!!'
-' Crouch and March! Three... Two... Einz... Attack!!! '


Shots Fired-
The Four privates Five succesive shots
Stabsgefreiter Hofmann one well aimed shot and another five fired in quick succesion.