TURN 3
Screams and dying can be heard over the skirmish
"Well, Shell. Got a plan?" Jack asks the clearly shellshocked ((hehehe)) woman. She doesn't answer and appears to be having a mental and physical lapse in concentration.
Abandoning that sentiment, he thinks about how he always thought about doing suppressive fire with a semi-automatic rifle. [7] Most of his shots miss or aren't noticed by the cowering Germans.
-$10
Status: Fine
Inventory: M1 Carbine (Held)[2/3], Bayonet, Repair Tools, Entrenching Tools, Bangalore Torpedo, Colt M1911, Tactical Combat Shovel
Shelly still ducks in cover. Jack stands beside her and unleashes hell. She stays there.
Status: Fine
Inventory: Thompson M1A1 (Held), Colt M1911, Repair Tools, Entrenching Tools, Bangalore Torpedo
Slobodan [3] doesn't see shit. So, that being the case, he tries [18] with an extreme degree of success to coax one of the Germans out into the line of sight. In fact, he did it so well, that the two Germans with bullet wounds appeared in the windows. One aimed right at Slobodan and [15/1] in his rage forgets there is another man in front of him. The one who previously tried to help his comrades is torn to shreds by the angry man with the STG-44, whose gun explodes in a shower of splintered metal and bits of wood.
Status: Fine
Inventory: Springfield M1903 (Held), Colt M1911, Entrenching Tools, Repair Tools, Bayonet
Seeing the above happen, Richard is unsure about whether to be disgusted or impressed. Either way he has a job to do. He fires at the angry and cursing German man. [15/20] He misses all but the last shot, which bounces off his helmet and into the ceiling.
-$10
Status: Fine
Inventory: M1 Carbine (Held)[1/3], Entrenching Tools, Radio
Andrew pulls up his trusty bolt action rifle. Back through the street and into the building facing the German threat is the best cover, there's an artillery crater fifteen feet to his left, a burned out car hiding two of his comrades to his right. [8] The door to the house is locked and barricaded with iron bars on the outside that blended in with the door's pattern. The car seemed promising, but then a picture of a single well placed potato masher exploding rushed through his mind. That crater is suicide. So he opts to stay right where he's at, 'cause any cover worth having is either locked or a god damned liability.
Status: Fine
Inventory: Springfield 1903 (Held), Browning Automatic Rifle M1918 [3/4]
Ethan yells for a medic. Loud. He takes cover, a car hiding Shelly and Jack, holding his hand to the small hole in his abdomen in a vain attempt to hold in the blood. Around this time, the angry German kills his comrade. The man looked like a block of stereotypical Swiss cheese. [16] He sees that his arm isn't bleeding that bad. Nothing a good old bandage wouldn't fix. [1] He doesn't even want to see his gut wound. Nope. Not even a little.
[9] He's hit in the leg with the actual gun of the German man, giving him a small scratch.
Health: Flesh wound [Gut] [L Arm] Scratch [R Leg]
Inventory: Browning Automatic Rifle M1918 (Held)[3/4]
Enemy Action
The angry, cursing, bleeding, possibly blind German is clutching at the grip of what was once a great machine of war. Now reduced to a paperweight. He tosses the gun out the window, [7/1] Throwing himself off balance and causing him to also fall out of the window to his death. The gun hits Ethan as he's just getting comfortable-ish.
The last one pokes his head out and sees multiple guns trained on him. He's a lad of about fourteen or fifteen, crying and waving a small bit of bloodied white cloth. He says inbetween ragged and gasping sobs, "Ich geben auf! Ich geben auf!"
Mission Budget: $3422
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