The Shaman
First Post
Pyotr watches helplessly as his shot disintegrates a piece of limestone – the rocks which sheltered him a short time ago now make it difficult to hit the fellaghas sending their own fire his way.
Normand also fires at the charging fells – his target is sent sprawling to the ground by the bullet. Another rises from the rocks and continues toward the hill – Marcel fires, but the fellagha doesn’t stop, diving for cover behind another outcrop below the legionnaires. The three racing along the flank are not far behind as they too fall prone among the rocks at the base of the hill.
Meanwhile the two fellaghas still in the gully just north of the hill continue to pepper the legionnaires with rifle fire. A dozen meters away Vidal and Sgt. Duval fight their battle hand-to-hand. Vidal returns the fellaghas rifle shot but the hasty shot sails wide. The Arab, dressed in battered fatigues, once again swings his rifle, a yell escaping his lips as well. The butt of the Mauser catches Vidal squarely across the side of his head. An explosion of light is followed by a long fall into darkness... Vidal: -1 hit points – disabled and dying from the blow.
The legionnaires on the hill see Vidal slump to the ground like a rag doll as the vicious blow is struck. Duval is more fortunate – one of his attackers goes sprawling as a blow from the twisting jumpmaster sends the fellagha to the ground. In the jumpmaster’s hand the combat knife flashes and a second insurgent also collapses, clutching at his lacerated abdomen. Lavareaux rises from the rocks, a pistol in one hand, a grenade in the other. “Let’s go!” he cries and starts down the hill toward the fellaghas among the rocks. End of round 36 and start of round 37.
The map show Lavareaux’s position (L) as he moves down the hill in round 37. One of the fells (F) is shown with a little tail – this is the fell that Normand wounded in F7.
Normand also fires at the charging fells – his target is sent sprawling to the ground by the bullet. Another rises from the rocks and continues toward the hill – Marcel fires, but the fellagha doesn’t stop, diving for cover behind another outcrop below the legionnaires. The three racing along the flank are not far behind as they too fall prone among the rocks at the base of the hill.
Meanwhile the two fellaghas still in the gully just north of the hill continue to pepper the legionnaires with rifle fire. A dozen meters away Vidal and Sgt. Duval fight their battle hand-to-hand. Vidal returns the fellaghas rifle shot but the hasty shot sails wide. The Arab, dressed in battered fatigues, once again swings his rifle, a yell escaping his lips as well. The butt of the Mauser catches Vidal squarely across the side of his head. An explosion of light is followed by a long fall into darkness... Vidal: -1 hit points – disabled and dying from the blow.
The legionnaires on the hill see Vidal slump to the ground like a rag doll as the vicious blow is struck. Duval is more fortunate – one of his attackers goes sprawling as a blow from the twisting jumpmaster sends the fellagha to the ground. In the jumpmaster’s hand the combat knife flashes and a second insurgent also collapses, clutching at his lacerated abdomen. Lavareaux rises from the rocks, a pistol in one hand, a grenade in the other. “Let’s go!” he cries and starts down the hill toward the fellaghas among the rocks. End of round 36 and start of round 37.
The map show Lavareaux’s position (L) as he moves down the hill in round 37. One of the fells (F) is shown with a little tail – this is the fell that Normand wounded in F7.
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