Wing and Sword: Life During Wartime

Marcel lifts his carbine in the direction of the running fell flushed out by Vidal's grenade. I won't let his bravery go to waste. He carefully aims through the thin smoke still rising from the explosive, bringing his front sight over the moving man. Can't get a clear shot. Merde!

"Pyotr, I'm going to Nedjar. You okay here on your own?", he asks rhetorically.

Turning to the south, he runs to where Nedjar is ducked behind the cart and drops prone, swinging his rifle to the doors and windows of the farmhouse. "Nedjar, you all right?"

ooc: Hold my fire until I see movement at the farmhouse.

Normand nods to himself as the grenade lands pretty much where he was aiming for. Right after, Müller taps him on the shoulder, and gives his order. Nodding to him this time, he follows as he switches his weapon back to rifle, keeping his weapon trained on the doorway of the farmhouse.

With all the lead and explosives flying toward the fell, Vidal decides it would be best not to get any closer. He leans against the corner of the trailer and aims his MAT-49 at in the direction of the fell, also ready to fire if the man isn't already incapacitated or submissive. Chest heaving and ears ringing, he strains to see through the sweat falling from his brow and the dust from the assault. "Throw down your rifle and you might live!" he yells.

The man behind the trailer leaps up to make a break for the corral and steps straight into Pyotr’s burst. He crumples like a rag doll to the ground and is still. Pyotr studies the motionless figure, as does Vidal across the yard. The radioman shouts a warning - “Throw down your rifle and you might live!” – but there’s no response as Vidal seeks cover behind the horse trailer.

Behind the utility trailer, Nedjar has no time to answer Marcel’s question. “Radio, look out!” he yells as a sustained torrent of fire pours from his submachine gun – puffs of dust erupt from the walls around a window frame of the mud-brick building past where Vidal lies in wait. “Doc, put some cover fire on that window!” he says quickly. Marcel and Vidal: the window is in the square directly opposite Vidal's current position.

To the north of the barn, Sgt. Müller leads off, running quickly across the space between the barn and the stone wall, crouching behind the rock barrier. Normand hears a step behind him, followed by the voice of Manolo Sánchez. “I’ll cover you,” says the Spanish légionnaire, pointing his rifle at the house. Gripping his rifle, the Frenchman follows the sergent-chef across the gap, taking a knee next to Müller when the German motions him to stay low. “Over the wall and find cover,” the platoon sergeant orders. Normand: DC 12 Jump check to get over the wall.

This is great.. I love leading assaults. Yeah.

Normand nods once more, then holds his rifle in one hand, as he places the other on top of the wall to help himself vault over it. At the last moment, his foot catches on the ledge, and it's all the man can do to keep himself from tripping and falling face-first into the courtyard.

Having managed, however, he quickly makes his way to the dead tree in the corner, and kneels behind it, taking the doorway into his sights once more.


OOC
jump check: 12
Wee!

Pyotr looks around, knowing that turning his back on an enemy he wasn't sure was dead would be suicide. Hearing Nedjar yell for Radio to get down, he knew also that there was more fells still off in that direction.

Middleman, Pyotr thought. I hate being the middleman. Once the boys close the gap, any remaining fells will come running towards me. Sighing Pyotr shuffled up to the corner of the barn so he could not only get a view of the farmhouse, but also keep in peripheral view the building where the fell he dropped was. Would be nice to have a machine gun for this.

5 foot step (?) to move to the corner of the barn to get a better view while trying to remain behind cover. At least from any fire coming from the farmhouse.

Pinned indefinitely, Vidal hunkers down behind the trailer. He looks around at the legionnaires to the northwest and near the barn, trying to get a sense of where the fells are focusing their fire so he can plan his move to better cover. He easily decides that he won't challenge the mud-brick gunman without support from his comrades, so he checks his wound while he waits for the suppressive fire from them.

I assume the mud-brick building you're talking about is the gray one to the southeast?

Marcel shifts to get a clear shot and opens up with his carbine, releasing a burst of rounds toward the window.

ooc: Attack roll is a 13.

Pyotr shifts position slightly, moving toward the corner of the barn to get a better view of the farmhouse. Peeking around the corner he sees Burhan Pamuk break from cover inside the barn, running across the loading platform at the front of the barn, then hopping down and taking up a position behind the wall at the southwest corner of the farmhouse.

As Marcel raises his carbine and aims toward the house, David Nedjar breaks from cover as well, sprinting across the yard toward where Vidal lurks behind the trailer. Seeing Vidal picking at the torn sleeve of his uniform blouse, he asks “Are you hit? Are you alright?”

Pulling apart the tear, Vidal sees a shallow laceration – a bright red scratch, really. Some blood has run down his arm, but the wound appears superficial.

Marcel squeezes off several quick shots at the window of the brick building, scattering more dust from the mud walls. There is no sign of movement in the shadows beyond the narrow opening. The wooden door stands closed.

Laboriously hopping over the wall, Normand takes cover behind the dead oak, looking toward the farmhouse. As he watches, there is the sound of boots on twigs as Sgt. Müller comes over the wall and races across the yard to the corner of the house. The sergent-chef looks back at Normand, first pointing to Normand, then to his eyes, and then to the windows along the front of the house. Normand: Spot check, please. Note that Normand is not visible on the map due to the tree branches.

Normand once again nods to the sergeant in acknowledgment, and then carefully scans the doorway, and those windows visible from his spot, his rifle following the movement of his eyes.


OOC
Spot check: 14