**Location: 8 km south of the village of Ladek Starey
Time: 1645 20 July 2000
<Lee then pauses, clears his throat and continues, "Remember where we all came from, and what we're supposed
to stand for." he looks at the group one last time "Does anyone have any comments?" (pause for any
comments)
Ingle thinks to himself, "It's silenced, you know...no one would ever have to know...">
After his speech, Lee ambles over to Ingle, "Mr. Ingle, we haven't been properly introduced. I am Captain
Jarrod Lee, USMC. Now I don't mind your bloodthirsty instincts, in fact they are quite useful. But for now, we've
got enough to worry about with the whole Soviet Army after us. If you don't mind, get in Big Bertha, keep an eye
out for anyone trailing us and if they're hostile, blast them to shit."
Gerhardt scans the area, keeping his carbine ready. At the next stop as he clambers back on board the truck, he
pauses at SGM Stewart and looks him over trying to see what sort of soldier he is. "Sprechen Sie irgendwie
Deutsches?" he asks, hunkering down behind whatever cover is in the back of the truck. He looks about, checking
who shares the truck with him.
Gerhardt glances over at SGT Smith, who is in real bad shape, his leg wrapped in blood soaked bandages. He also
has several scars on his face and hands. He has a ranger tab on his shoulder, though no combat patch. He looks
rather old for a typical ranger, looking to be in his mid thirties.
He then glances at SSG Ingle has a bandage on his leg, but is in better condition than SGT Smith, SSG Ingle seems
to be embarrased more than anything that he got hit. He is still wearing his ghille suit, though his wounded leg
is uncovered.
When he looks at SGM Stewart, he thinks "somebody forgot to tell him war is a young man's game." SGM
Stewart looks like a grizzled veteran, who has been in the military for so long that it's all he really knows.
The scars on his face and heavy dose of grey hair make him seem older than he is, or is he really that old?
As the convoy moves slowly to the southeast, Lee flips through the radio freqs, hoping to either catch a friendly
unit or glean some intel on the nearest enemies. Hearing nothing, he reaches to turn the radio off, when suddenly
he catches a few phrases in English. Lee grabs the handset and speaks "Devil 6 to Otter 6...repeat your last
over.."
McLeod responds "This is Otter 6 Authenticate over, Alpha Tango Four-One-Niner over. (Assuming he gets the
correct code) "I am currently located outside Ostrzeszow in a recon position, where are you headed over."
Lee responds, "Otter 6, Bravo Sierra Six-One-Eight... Copy your transmission. I am en route to Ostrzeszow
now. Suggest meeting 2 klicks northwest of Ostrzeszow, do you copy?"
McLeod replies "Affirmative over, be advised Ostrzeszow is occupied by bloc rear area forces, It appears to
be a supply & medical units, Devil 6."
Lee keeps one hand on the wheel of the truck and the other on the handset "Copy that Otter 6. RZ 2 klicks
northwest of the town. ETA in five-zero minutes. Are you alone?"
"Affirmative Devil 6, I am alone. I will meet you at the RZ in five, out." With that Mcleod stands up
in the commanders seat and takes one last look around before taking the dirving position & moving off, After
approx 5 minutes of slow driving in a north westerly direction he pulls over and checks the Radio again. "
Devil 6 this is Otter 6 come in over."
Lee slows the truck and reaches over for the handset "Otter 6 go..."
Mcleod responds "Devil 6, how will I recognise you? What should I be on the look out for over."
Lee chuckles "You'll hear us before you see us. There's about 10 of us in a caravan."
McLeod smiles to himself "Affirmative devil 6, I will be on the lookout for a convoy. speak to you again when
you are closer. Otter 6 out."
**1700 meters north of the main group
Time: 1645 20 July 2000
<Whitedog and Kartz watch with interest as the group has what almost looks like some sort of arguement. The
group waits for the soldier that was speaking to finish, they then quickly load up the truck and move south.>
They continue to follow along, not sure if they are going to approach the group or not...after all they seem to
be heading deeper behind enemy lines...
**Location: 250meters northwest of Ostrzeszow
Time: 1645 20 July 2000
<"Sure thang Star, but um, this is a hospital y'know. Not that I should be worryin' bout it or nuthin.
Just thought I'd point that out. I'll leave ya be and keep perimeter round here till your plan is formulated. Clue
me in when you got it alright?" Smitty says, and then
leaves, setting up a few paces away to keep watch and scan for pact soldiers that are armed.
>
LTC Star call's Smith over and say's "ok here's what were gonna do!" Insert right thru there take out
any guards out at the Supply depot. See what we can carry out to the either the 2 1/2 Ton Truck or the UAZ. Priority
Items we are looking for are Anti Tank stuff, Grenades, Explosives, and Heavy Weapons stuff. Secondary are Guns
& Ammo, Last Food & medical stuff. Should all hell break loose before we are able to drive the vehicles
away from town blow the Gas Depot with a couple of Grens and meet back here.
"Jesus, I can't believe we're actually going to do this." Smith mutters to himself. "If all hell
should break loose, I'm making a break for the vehicle. No way you'll catch me tryin' to haul as back to home on
foot. Well...I guess I'd a better strap up then. We've got a helluva mornin' to see to later." Smith says
to LTC Star, his voice betraying the hint of
excitement he's containing with the lure of combat but the dreadful thought of being shot at...
Smith and Star take turns catching some rest while waiting for 2 am to start the insert.
Star prepares his equipment, changing into his all black fatigues, he checks his IR Goggles, pulls out 4 Frag &
2 WP grens attaches them to his kevlar vest, then preps his G11, taking 6 clips and Mini UZI w/ Silencer taking
4 Clips, his Combat Knife, and flashlight before resting.
Smith decides not to dwell on it any longer and suits up. He checks his weapon thoroughly and makes sure the chamber
is clear and then locks and loads. After sifting through his pack, he dons his IR goggles when the time comes and
checks his web gear to see if everything is in place.
About an hour after the decision is made to raid, several trucks are heard approaching from the north...
McLeod starts up his Hummer and drives 2km Northwest of Ostrzeszow. Once there he camoflauges his hummer as best
he can and digs a quick foxhole until he hears the sounds of vehicles approaching. He then setups his GPMG on it's
tripod and await the vehicles approach.
McLeod hears several vehicles approaching, but is shocked to see the humvee suddenly appear creeping out of the
woodline a mere 200 meters away. The humvee has a Mk19 grenade launcher and an AT system, with a man in the turret.