Rolling Matro
This was like a nightmarish comeback of Sunday's session. Oh, it started well enough. Following StrangLove as part of Charlie 3, carrying ammo for Guus, and with EBass's timely arrival. Some very tense moments as we get surprised by some infantry down the valley and have move to
the other side of the truck we were using as cover. Comrade Strang keeps his cool and patches Guus up, who was hit in the first moments of the impromptu battle.
As we take positions up the hill, the guys on our left flank start getting torn to pieces. I see daf medicking around in some smoke that got popped, and I begin providing some covering fire (does it even work on AI? I'm starting to guess not!). Unfortunately, our position is terrible, we can't see a damned thing and there's barely any cover in any direction. I get hit. Looks like a repeat of my first session! But, after some manly masculine calls for medical assistance, Guus bravely comes on over and patches me up amidst a hail of enemy fire. A tear comes to my eye as he says "I'll always be here for you" - such a brave, brave soldier. And, in fact, he was there a fraction of a second after he patched me up, when I got a bullet to the brain
This seems to be recurrent. Provide some covering fire, get shot in the face and either get insta-killed or wounded, then healed, then insta-killed. And prone both times! The rest of the squad (StrangLove, Guus and EBass) go on to have a glorious career, climbing up the hill up to some sandbags.
Cinderella
I was in Bravo, with kerfitz and I forget the names of the others (sorry!). We were tasked with attacking from straight due north, with no hard cover and passable concealment. It was a terrible position to assault, but other squads got engaged first and we used that break to rush up to the walls of the compound. We thought we cleared it, but a guy shot at us from a window and in the ensuing minutes we had three men down. The guy at the window was down though, so I rushed over to patch the rest of 'em up. We did lose the MG, but took positions in a building. In a fit of overzealous rocketry, our building almost got taken out by a friendly RPG! But it was all good, it gave us a nice hole to look out from! We held positions, scavenging exploderating weapons to throw at the armour just outside. While flanking, some smartypants concealed on a roof shot me before I even laid eyes on him... all I saw was a beautiful white flash!
Still, I feel living past the first gunshots has been a gift from the heavens!
Broney
Back in StrangLove's squad - Bravo 1 I do believe - we were advancing down the valley in a wonderful daze of Party-inspired efficiency. We kept looking in all directions, covering every angle, clearing compounds like a well-oiled machine (well-oiled Soviet compound-cleaning machines, huzzah). Of course, it was too quiet... I said so myself! And too quiet it was, but not after we over-extended at one point. We pushed up to a compound ahead of everyone else, with noone on our flanks. We stack up against the wall, and in a matter of seconds we are all dead or dying.
Then this amazingly nice gentleman, dressed differently than us, comes running up, all "how do you do, sir", and "it'll be quite alright, sir, we'll patch you right up, sir". I was ever so grateful. What a wonderful civilian to find us, and just at a time like this! This is why I was dumbfounded when he told me to drop my weapon while he pointed his own right between my eyes. What a conundrum! Such a friendly bloke, patching me up, and then, in the sweetest tones, telling us to drop our weapons. I was honestly confused!
It turns out this fine gentleman (Dannysaysno) was our enemy, and was trying to take me prisoner. He was so nice it didn't even cross my mind he could be the enemy, dressed as one though he was. I do wish I had dropped my weapon and seen where it all led.
Let this be a lesson to all of you prisoner-takers around here. Don't act like a valet towards people you want to take as prisoner! It genuinely confuses us!
This session was great fun!
Absolutely looking forward to the next ones
Shortly after, I was taken out by a very naughty IFV.
