Mariusz looked over at Kasparov, he said to the man, "You stay with the Amis, I'll help Switek carry Bear down to the boat."
He moved back to the monk, "Let me know when Bear is ready to move, we can slide my poncho under him and carry him to the boat."

Switek finishes applying a tourniquet to Bear's tattered leg.  The battle seems to be over - at least for the moment - but Bear's condition is not any less urgent.  Tokarski returns from the gathering of forces and offers up his poncho to assist in carrying their fallen comrade.  The two men load up the third into the makeshift litter and manhandle him toward the shore.  Once the wounded partisan has been secured, Switek checks his tourniquet again.  A reassessment of the wound with his rudimentary skills fails to convince the monk that the veteran partisan is stabilized.

"Hauptmann," Switek advises the German leader of the NATO party, "I prefer to stay with my man until he is under proper care.  He is in bad shape.  We have been through a lot and I owe him that.  Once Bear has been loaded aboard your tugboat, I shall make myself and young Mariusz here available at your disposal."

He looks to Tokarski and continues, "Mariusz, would you collect my pack from the field and return it to me here?  I do not wish to leave Bear."

The monk looks for a clean rag with which to wipe his comrade's blood from his hands before making formal introductions to the leaders of his NATO and CIA allies.



[Switek]
At the shoreline.
Slung RPKM + Drum 7.62mmS (35/75)
Tending to Bear.
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Jason nods, then hugs Mariusz. "I'm glad we are all right.  I hope Bear is too. Keep me updated with his status."

Nodding to Milk, Jason offers his hand. "Kasparov, Warrent Officer.I used to fly Blackhawks, back when we had Blackhawks. I just have to collect my pack."Jason rubs his head as he examines his helmet, the small dent from a round that tried to split his skull. "I don't suppose you have an aspirin?"

Jason Kasparov
collecting his gear, then following Milk
M177 and AK-47

After the tourniquet is applied Bayer responds, "Well lets get him down to the river then. We need to get on with securing this area before anyone returns."

Indicating to Milk, Switek and Mariusz, he grabs a corner of the shelter half to bring the wounded man down to the river's edge.

Bayer
G36/HK69 (20/30)
Near Bridge
Transporting Bear to riverbank

Milk and Kasparov make their way cautiously to the east end of the bridge, well aware of the possible proximity of additional enemy forces. They set up their OP behind a wrecked 2.5 ton truck. Meanwhile, Snow sets up his PKM in the collapsed checkpoint bunker at the west end while awaiting Yazzie.

Assisted by Tucker and Bayer, Switek and Tokarski move the wounded Bear down to the water's edge. The big man is clearly in shock and suffering from the effects of serious blood loss. His big, bushy head lolls about as the litter bearers ease their load down the riverbank. Hopefully, the NATO folks have a competent medic aboard...

Minh loads her demo gear into the Zodiac and sets off for the shore, meeting the impromptu medivac party at the shore. "Cargo" is transferred from shore to boat and vice-versa and three Poles, with Tucker at the helm, return to the Krolowa, while Konrad helps Minh haul her gear up to the bridge.

Actions?

Mariusz was glad to unload both Bear and the packs onto the inflatable raft. He was still concerned for his friend but couldn't help noticing the steam-powered rust bucket that the Amis were protecting. He felt disappointed, secretly he'd been imagining a sleek, grey battleship, not a rusty tub with some bolt on armour and a few Dushkas. It was one big floating target on its own without the bloody great barge attached to it like a cancer.

Still, it was probably best not to say these things in public, the Amis were probably inordinately proud of thei glorified bathtub.

The assault raft chugged over to the tug and tied off, as Mariusz helped unload it he hear Bear groaning, he called out, "We have serious need of a medic here. Is there one available."[Private to Cap'n Rae: Mariusz will assist anyone helping with casualties until told to get out of the way or do something else. Normally he'd be more proactive but the head wound has curbed his youhful spirits. Still, the Golden Hour is ticking away for the seriously injured, and if you need a mediocre concussed surgeon, he's willing to step up to the plate.]

Bayer nods to Quyen as she climbs out of the large inflatable boat. Grabbing one end of the engineer demolition kit he helps carry it up to the bridge. Looking back he watches as Tucker ferries the wounded back up the river to the tug.

He orients her to the ground, "We've got, once Yazzie gets in position, two people on each end of the bridge. No pressure, but be as quick as possible ok?"

Anneka looked down into the small boat with displeasure.
"Starlight to Sunray. Request Yazzie or Snowy to assist with casualties. Over."
As the boat drew near, she hauled herself back up onto her feet and made her slow, painful way to the main deck.
"Dawid, you're it." she said wryly. Only one solider to watch every direction. Two if you counted the seriously wounded and barely functioning Krakow representative, Griet.

"Any of you know anything about first aid?" Anneka called as the boatload of wounded was tied up alongside.
"I'm Major Soleblume, US Army Medical Corp. You'll be spending some time in my company to begin with while we assess your injuries and see where we can use you." It didn't even occur to her that maybe some of them wouldn't be staying. Who really wanted to give up the relative luxuries of a cruise down the Vistula for a life of danger and degredation in the Polish countryside?

"You need to lay down right away boy until I've had time to check that head of yours." Head injuries were always nasty but first she needed to look after the big man with the beard....
[Private to GM: Will leave any rolls, etc to you as she's sure to be penalised having the use of only one arm (and with an effective Str of only 1!)]

Bayer looks down at the ground with a look of annoyance at himself. He had forgotten the Solemblume's injuries left her unable to perform the skills needed.

"Sunray, roger. My fault. Send Tucker back and we'll make the switch." he says dryly.

While he waited he walks over to where Snowy is camped out in the old bunker. "Look ahh... Major needs your hands for saving that Pole. Tcuker's on his way back. Have him commandeer the machinegun and head over ja?"

As John readys himself into position he catchs The good Hauptmann for a quick run down of the past action.


"Herr Hauptmann , They were waiting for me . A machinegun crew and a scout team. They were Spetznaz every single one of them. One of the fuckers that I killed in the field still had his blue and white shirt under his uniform. This changes alot of shit. We have the best Soviet special forces after us ?! I have fought these guys alot and they are just as good and sometimes better then our NATO best. In my opinion we need to blow this bridge and then make some time down this river no more fucking around. It took every trick I had to just survive out there. Well thats my report I will take up my position now, Hey Hauptmann thanks for listining....."


John will move into position and tie in with who ever he is teamed up with.


John
Getting into position
G3
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"I have trained in basic lifesaving and first aid, Major," Switek grunts modestly as he assists Mariusz and the American sergeant to wrestle Bear onto  the tugboat.  "I am no medic but whatever help I may be, my hands are yours."

Once all are aboard, the grizzled monk continues, "Bear here appears to have what I surmise to be a severed femoral artery, rifle shot through and through.  I did what I could but he has lost a lot of blood."

He motions to young Tokarski.  "The little one had his bell rung earlier in the day.  Likely a concussion.  I expect he'll be fine."

Switek looks around the deck and begins to get his bearings.

"Sorry, ma'am.  I am Stan." he decleares, suddenly remembering protocol.  "Permission to come aboard?"

"Understood." Minh answers. The first thing she does is make her way out near the damaged section of the bridge. She'll take a look at the bridge's construction and the extend of the damage to determine how much explosives she'll need.

OOC - GM can you tell me how much is required?

Next she'll return to the demolitions box and collect as much of the contents as needed - and begin setting charges.

Minh Quyen
AK-74 (28 Rounds)
On the bridge
Setting demolitions
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Dawid lit a cigarette.

"It? Keep watch? Okay."

He looked up at the bridge that was slated for demolition.

"Oh yes, as we Poles plan on having a technological society one day, we would appreciate it if all foreigners in our country would refrain from blowing up parts of our infrastructure you find inconvenient, for the duration of your stay. Thank you."

When his fellow Poles came aboard, Dawid answered Stan's question in Polish.

"Of course you may come aboard, my friends. The Captain is indisposed at the moment."

"You Solidarność partisans?"

He offered up his pack of cigarettes to the newcomers.

[OOC: Dawid is wearing Polish Army fatigues with a NATO-style armour vest and helmet. For clarity, speaking in another language it typically in italics.]
[Private to Anneka Soleblume; Cap'n Rae: If Anneka was actually asking Dawid to do something else, just let me know!]
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Taking up his position, Jason removes his pack, and replaces the grenade he tossed earlier. "My bell was rung pretty well back there." he states to Milk, as he examines his new AK-47. "These guys cared for their weapons, thats for sure. So whats your story? How long you been out?"

Jason Kasparov
Guard duty
M-177 AND AK-47 at the ready

Tucker nods to Bayer on his orders to move the wounded to the tug for treatment by Anneka.  He moves quickly to the boat he's taking them out there with and helps to carefully load them for the short trip.  Once he gets the boat to the tug and tied off, he begins to help off load the casualites and get them on deck.  He looks to Anneka or Dawid, "How we doin' out here?"

Once the wounded have been taken aboard, Rpobert steers the small craft back to their 'staging' area on the shore and reports back to Bayer.

Tucker
M-16A2/M-203
Transporting wounded from shore to ship

Mariusz heard the guy in Polish combats talking and almost missed the switch to Polish, they'd been switching between the two languages for so long now it seemed natural. A Pole with a bunch of Amis? He thought for a moment no stranger than Kasparov, an Ami with a bunch of Poles. Still, there'd be a story there.

He looked up and said , "Thanks for the welcome, are we Solidarity? You'd better ask the Boss that, he does the politics, I just kill Soviets."He offered his hand, "Mariusz Tokarski, pleased to meet you."

Dawid shook his hand and offered him a smoke.

Taking off his helmet, Mariusz  could see the left side of his forehead was marred by a recent gash just under the hairline and running back. It had been sewn up by an expert was healing nicely.

He laughed. "Good! To us Poles, the only good Russian is a dead Russian, of course.

"I am pleased to meet you as well.

"With all these marauders around, believe me we've had our fill of the damned Russians. More than our fill, actually.

"If your chief says it's okay, go grab some grub. We'll be here for a little while, at least."

"Oh yeah, there's some Polish Navy woman traveling with us. I hope she is still healthy, but we've taken high losses and I fear the worst."

He looked around for Griet, but didn't leave his post.
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Without taking his eyes off of the terrain to their front, Clarence answers,

"Too long, too long..."

It's a few long seconds before he continues,

"Got stuck in Krakow on a mission. This tug is my ticket out, I hope. How much you know about the good father's operations?"


Clarence Milk
L86A2 LSW (20/30)
Guarding eastern approaches to bridge

"Not much. I was working fo the Agency when I was shot down. Running supplies to my brothers in arms there. Took an RPG to the tail rotor. Spun her in, but my bird was shot. The good Father saved my ass, and I've been with him since. Real bad ass bunch my brothers are."

Jason looked across the smashed terrain, the acrid smell of the burned out truck filling his nostrils.

"Shouldn't they really move the boat past the bridge before they blow this bitch?I mean, what if it blocks the river when it collapses?"

Reaching in his pocket, Jason pulls out two sugar packets. "Want a hit of home?"

Jason Kasparov
M177 15/15
Bridge sitting

"Good! To us Poles, the only good Russian is a dead Russian, of course.

Mariusz laughed, "Yes, reminds me of an old World War Two joke. In 1939, a squad were surrounded. The sergeant came and said, "Well boys, we've Russians to the East and Germans to the West. Which do we attack first?" The senior private said, "We hit the Germans first, one should always put business before pleasure."He took the proffered cigarette and offered some of the sausage to Dawid.

"Where are you from?" he asked.
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He laughed. "That's a funny joke! It's true."

He cut off some Kiełbasa (Polish sausage). "Thanks."

"Well, I'm from Grzybów. Small farming town, South-East of Warszawa. Got some family there, hope they're still alive. You from the city or the countryside?"
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"The city, I lived in Warsaw, my parents were languages teachers in the Colleges there. Until we had to leave in front of the advancing allied forces. Since then, well, I've survived and I've killed Reds, that's about it." he lit up the cigaretted and inhaled greatfully.

"Why aren't you still in the army?"

"You left Warszawa ahead of NATO? Good man."

He took a bite of Kiełbasa.

"Mmmm.... good!"

"I stayed in the city during the whole siege. My sister was a Doctor there, studying in the Medical University of Warszawa. She said NATO would actually send in medical supplies every once in a while to help the civilians trapped there."

"When we lifted the siege, NATO destroyed the city with nuclear strikes. So much for the people there, heck of a way to "liberate" them, eh?"

"That was a while ago. A little more recently, once we destroyed the yanks over in Kalisz I figured I'd done my part to free Poland, and wasn't even sure who the enemy was any more. I'm going down the river to Warszawa to see if my sister is still alive there, then maybe see if my parents and brother are still in Grzybów."


[OOC: "Warszawa" is the Polish name for Warsaw.]
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Bayer crouches down on, taking some of the weight off his back from the heavily loaded webbing and kevlar. He watches from a distance as Quyen inspects the bridge.

When Tucker approaches he says, "Ok Tuck. Snowy is needed aboard the tug to help Soleblume. Swap weapons ja? Man the machinegun in his place."

He looks as his watch as he mulls over in his mind what Yazzie told him about the Spetsnaz.
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"It would be good to find family," Mariusz agreed, "my parents were gentle people, they didn't live long enough to realise the rules had changed. they died on the exodus, died badly, I know there's not really a good way, but theirs were bad." He paused, "You don't fight for the Polish Government anymore, good, fuck them, now fight for your friends and Poland, both hard mistresses but at least they won't screw you over for the price of Commie Support."