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Try forcing the door open with my strenght.

Spoiler: William Taggart (click to show/hide)

Name: William Taggart
Description: He is of polish descent. Light brown short hair and blue eyes.
Backstory: He punched an officer in the face while drunk and got sent here to die.

Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: 0

Stats:
 Strenght: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Flamethrower: +3
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Hand to Hand: +2
 Melee: +2
 Explosive: +1
 Demolitions: +1

Inventory:

3 knives (Risk 2)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

Trench Clearing Equipment:
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (5 shots) (4 shots left)

[The Lupanian]

Do a perimeter search of the warehouse (hopefully BEFORE William goes all Hulk on the door). See if there are any alternative entrances, or ways to see in. Then I’ll stand by William, and help out if he can’t get the door open by himself.

Spoiler: Carolina (click to show/hide)

Name: Carolina Oliveira
Description:
An average sized woman with an athletic build.
She comes from Brazil, where she was secretly trained as a spy. Despite her training, she took up more combat skills than she did stealth and espionage. She was deployed with the Brazilian Navy in the Atlantic for some time before being sent on reconnaissance in Italy, from there she somehow ended up here.
She wears a grey knitted wool cap. It has ear flaps that dangle down several inches, in the style of many South American knitted hats. It is formed to look like it has cat ears, and it has two larger buttons fastened to look like the eyes. When she has her combat helmet on, the cap is worn underneath as a helmet liner.
GLORY: 250
(35 GLORY spent)
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:+1
Ammo in current magazine:8
Magazines remaining:4
Grenades:2
Stats:
Strength +2
Dexterity +2
Knowledge +1

Skills:
Rifle +3
Melee +2
Explosives +2
Language +1
Interrogation +1
Pistol +1
Inventory:
Knitted wool cap
Gas mask
Luger (2 magazines, risk 2)
Gewehr (10 bullets, risk 3)
Rifleman Equipment
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8 shot, Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

[Ozarck]

"Parrish, there are a lot more things out there than tanks.  And the best way to make use of a tank's high explosive shells, is to fire them from the tank's cannon. Whatever plan you have will have to be pretty spectacular and bloodthirsty to even get Simon's attention, let alone his co-operation."

[Redjive_Industries]

"Awwwwwww. It's not like he hasn't got about 30-50 more of them in the tank though. And trust me, I can do amazing things with 88mm of HE. AMAZing things, I tell you. But I guess you make a good point... Ooooh, I know! Maybe he'll give me one of his incendiaries! Those actually ARE useless against armor!"

((Even HE has it's used against armor; the concussion can sometimes disorient the crew inside for long enough to get a better shot, but incendiaries are pretty much worthless against armor.

[SaberToothTiger]

I'd like to appear spontaneously near Simon and his tank.

Florian thumps the side of the tank twice before climbing onto and into the vehicle.

"Hullo, hullo. You eez Simon, yes? I Florian. I operate radio. Isokey?"

Florian listens in with the tank's radio for German communication and lights up a cigarette.

Florian ignores the exciting and appealing tank and instead starts walking towards the bunker. He shall take cover at a safe distance and observe the area for Germans.

Spoiler: Florian De Greef, the Belgian (click to show/hide)

Name: Florian De Greef
Description: Bald, fat, cigarette smoking Belgian.
Physical: Not yet
Mental: Not yet
Life: Not yet

Stats:

Strength: 1
Speed: 1
Dexterity: 1
Will: 2

Skills:

Flamethrower: 3
Demolitions: 2
Operator: 1
Mechanic: 1
Camouflage: 1
Traps: 2

Inventory:

1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
1 Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
1 Flamethrower Tank (5 shots)

[Gentlefish]

Filler post stating I'm still following Oz for now.

Spoiler: Jack "Don't call me that" Jackson (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Jackson from Jacksonville, TN
Description: Tall and blonde, he can fill a door with his body or his preferred killing weapon, buckshot.
BackStory: Once a farmhand, he was fond of soft things. After killing a woman because he panicked, his partner, instead of killing him, convinced him to join the military. His obsession with "soft" things turned to something of an obsession with soft meats. He was quickly transferred to the best brigade for this kind of man.
Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: 0
Stats:
Strength: +2
Dexterity: +2
Will: +1

Skills:
Shotgun: +3
SubMachine Gun: +2
Melee Weapons: +2
Rifles: +1
Traps: +1
Explosives: +1
Inventory:
     Knit cap x1
     Winchester M12:
          Loaded with buckshot (6/6)
     German MP40 (15/??)
     German Gewehr (10/10)
     Haversack:
          First Aid Pouch x1
          E-Tool x1
          Ration x1
          Mirror x1
          Shaving Kit x1
          Soap x1
          Notepad and Pen x1
          Tooth Cleaning Stuff x1
          TP Roll x1
          Mess Kit x1
          Sewing Kit x1
     GunBelt and Pouches:
          Clicker x1
          Compass x1
          Flashlight x1
          Cigarettes, x20 (1 pack)
          Lighter x1
          Canteen with Cup x1
          Shotgun shells, buck x6
          Shotgun shells, slug x6
          Trench Knife (Risk 3) x1

[LordPorkins]

(PTW. And maybe Join)

[Tiruin]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Apparently its three knives you got.

The group of Tala, Carolina and William head out to inspect the industrial area. They wander around a fair bit, looking through rather boring and incomprehensible industrial equipment before they come across a warehouse that has been chained shut on the inside. When they try to open the door it refuses to move more than an inch or two and they can hear the chains rattling inside. Hmm.


An enormous bolt of lightning strikes the bunker up on top of the hill. It seems to linger there for several seconds before dissipating.

https://i.imgur.com/AYo5GKP.png

Tala mentioned to her colleagues (and over radio to Radioman if possible) that she presumes the lightning is a form of teleportation. Idle chatter, to ease the time.

Check the opposite side Lupanian (Carolina) is checking, but also speak in French or English about finding allied resistance present. Something like "Americans here, we're here to help." or "Really hope we'll find some of the resistance present."

Failing anything of particular notice being found, provide overwatch while those two nice folks break down that door. But check for possible traps first.

Spoiler: My Sheet (click to show/hide)

Glory: 190
Weapons:
(E) Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5]; [5/10 ammunition total] {With a white cloth tied to it}
Silenced Pistol [8/8]; [8/8 ammunition total]

Equipped Weapon Skill: +3 [+0 if used in Melee/+0 in HtH]

Name: Tala Agata
Description: Tala was enlisted alongside her kin, for their renown in sharpshooting and rugged terrain survival. Being the one who had taught Joan how to shoot, she was only a year her senior before they had been separated in different brigades. She was recently transferred to the 888th after the Normandy landings.
Physical: -
Mental: -
Life: - {+Helmet}
Stats:
Speed: +1
Dexterity: +1
Will: +1
Knowledge: +1
Senses: +1

Skills:
+3 Sniper rifle
+2 First Aid
+2 Medical Training
+1 Camouflage
+1 Pistol
+1 Languages

Inventory:

Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
2 springfield magazines
Binoculars

*Medic Bag
*Helmet {+1 Life}
*Silenced Pistol [8/8]
*Smoke Grenades (2)
*Military Beret
*Customized Gasmask
*CS Gas Grenades (2) [Edward has one of them]

Probably a lot of tinfoil
2 Medic Bags {3 total}
Mundane Journalism Uniform
A few pens, which can be used as lockpicks

1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

[piecewise]

Radio for an interpreter. attempt to communicate with the Frenchies and get them out of the back of the truck. I have mechanics tools, they should be useful in this situation.

((get's into bloodied truck with terrifed foreigners, brandishin bolt cutters and a screwdriver))

"Check out these crates. See if they are more organs, or something else."

Ed's head turns toward the hilltop.

"I don't like the sound of that. Gonna be trouble up there. Unless they are tying up loose ends. But if they were, these wouldn't still be here, I think."

Spoiler: Edward Bohring (click to show/hide)

Description: average height, average build, brown hair, brown eyes, plain face.
0   Physical
0   Mental
0   Life

Stats:
2 Dexterity
2 Will
1 Senses
Skills:
3 mechanic
2 tank
2 trap
1 camouflage
1 operator
1 demolitions
Inventory:

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
2 L type Flashlights
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes(9/9) + 1 additional cig
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
1 pair spare socks, wool, warm

Engineer’s Equipment
Mechanic’s tools
Trap making Kit
3 2 Satchel Charges (Risk 7) (1 used in IED)
1 gas grenade, courtesy of Tala

Knife (Risk 2)

Gewehr (10 ammo) (looted from Organ transport truck)
nazi talisman (looted from Organ transport truck)
Nazi Commander Luger  7/8 ammo (Risk 2)
One of the Nazi angular guns that Simon looted (I believe this is in use by Radio at this time)
Nazi Officer's Uniform, gently used
One fancy (Nylon!) hat with ear flaps
1 comically oversized rubber ducky (0  GLORY)

505 GLORY

One fully autonomous Radio:

Pretty sure I gave it to Oz since he was the first to answer.  Not that he can't be used by multiple people. 

Spoiler: mission briefing (click to show/hide)

We've been tasked with helping clear a section of city and then to remove the "Fort du Roule", a heavily fortified hill top bunker, from the list of enemy held positions.
Its position on the hilltops above the city makes it too good of a strategic position for them to just bomb it to gravel.
Taking it won't be easy though; its got at least 5 heavily fortified firing positions and a tunnel system in the stone.
Intelligence indicates there's an entrance on the west side of the mountain, though getting to it might be harder than just getting to one of those fortified positions and blasting on through. Your call.

We're going to drop you off by boat and the local boys will bring you where you need to go. We're told they'll have a map for you but don't expect anything amazing.

This is a simple job, lads: Kill any Kraut that still has some fight in him, spare any citizen of the town, and try to keep that fort as intact as possible."  He waves his hand dismissively at that last part, but doesn't say anything more.

[1] oh dear.

Radio for an interpreter. attempt to communicate with the Frenchies and get them out of the back of the truck. I have mechanics tools, they should be useful in this situation.

And now I am an interpreter! Interpret the fuck out of what needs interpreting.

Spoiler: Radioman (click to show/hide)

Name: Radioman

Description: A radioman.

Physical: -2
Mental: 0
Life: -2

280 GLORY

Stats:
Strength: 0
Speed: 2
Dexterity: 2
Will: 0
Knowledge: 0
Senses: 1

Skills:
Operator: +3
Rifle: +2
Camouflage: +2
Mechanic: +1
Melee: +1
Language: +1


Inventory:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
13 individual cigs
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

2 grenades
1 blowtorch
flyzapper gun (risk: ??)
trench knife (risk-3)

[6]

Bob stated slowly, in fractured French, "C'est bon. Nous sommes ici pour aider. Je suis américain."

Attempt to communicate with the civilians in the back. Inspect the cargo for any labels and try to read, then help the civs out when we arrive. Same question as Doomblade, how much ammo did Bob use?

((Bob's got some language points, he should be decently okay for this already))

When the back of the truck is opened, Bob waved at Ed with a free hand. "Hello Ed! How've things been?"

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert McKinley
Description: McKinley was about ten years old when WWI ended, and his brother returned with innumerable stories of gore and glory. Robert desired to fight for his country in the same way. There was, however, no immediate war in which he could partake. He considered himself to be one of the few to hate the Roaring Twenties. They were a time when the people wallowed in extravagance and purposely forgot the horrors, but also the sacrifices and heroism of the great war. And then came the depression. He found himself liking the depression, though of course, he didn't admit that. Mainly because it seemed like fitting retribution for the excess of the previous years. it might have also had to do with the fact that he managed to retain his job and keep up a standard of living. In any case, 1939 was a year almost of rejoicing, and after he had settled his affairs, he signed up for the battle which he had lusted for.
He's a tall, blondish man who fancies himself to have a certain rakish look. His eyes are deep set under a heavy brow, but full of disturbing light. Call him Bob.
Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +2 (Iron Heart Medal.)
Glory: 5

Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity: +1
Will: +1
Senses: +2

Skills:
Hand to Hand: +1
Exotic Melee: +1
Machinegun +3
Pistol: +1
Car: +2
Camouflage:+1
Language: +2 (Fluent in french, small amount of Italian)

Inventory:
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Rations (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
MP-34 (2 risk, +1 for every seven shots)
1x 34 round ammo box
Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
5 BAR magazines (Should I get rid of some of these? Because I had five from back when the BAR got five, and I was just assuming my character held onto them)
1 BAR mag with incendiary rounds.
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Supressor (makes pistol risk 8 if unnoticed)
2 pistol magazines (One full, other 8/9)
1 first aid kit
1 trench knife
1 radio (Unbroken)

3 german medals
1 strange medallion.
1 Iron Hear Medal

1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass


Survived Injuries+Missions+Accomplishments:
Hit in the forehead with machinegun fire on D-Day, helmet broke his nose, but saved his life.
Clipped by machinegun fire from main bunker on D-Day.
Caught in part of the fuel explosion in Poland: Large burns on exposed skin, but survived.
Survived the attack on the USS St. Elijah.
Proudly displayed his nude form in the Park Crescent Hotel Lobby, and acted as an excellent getaway driver.
Shot out some random Nazi vehicle's tire.
Shot 3 or so Nazis in an ambush with Denver, and stole a truck

[1]

Filler post stating I'm still following Oz for now.

Spoiler: Jack "Don't call me that" Jackson (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Jackson from Jacksonville, TN
Description: Tall and blonde, he can fill a door with his body or his preferred killing weapon, buckshot.
BackStory: Once a farmhand, he was fond of soft things. After killing a woman because he panicked, his partner, instead of killing him, convinced him to join the military. His obsession with "soft" things turned to something of an obsession with soft meats. He was quickly transferred to the best brigade for this kind of man.
Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: 0
Stats:
Strength: +2
Dexterity: +2
Will: +1

Skills:
Shotgun: +3
SubMachine Gun: +2
Melee Weapons: +2
Rifles: +1
Traps: +1
Explosives: +1
Inventory:
     Knit cap x1
     Winchester M12:
          Loaded with buckshot (6/6)
     German MP40 (15/??)
     German Gewehr (10/10)
     Haversack:
          First Aid Pouch x1
          E-Tool x1
          Ration x1
          Mirror x1
          Shaving Kit x1
          Soap x1
          Notepad and Pen x1
          Tooth Cleaning Stuff x1
          TP Roll x1
          Mess Kit x1
          Sewing Kit x1
     GunBelt and Pouches:
          Clicker x1
          Compass x1
          Flashlight x1
          Cigarettes, x20 (1 pack)
          Lighter x1
          Canteen with Cup x1
          Shotgun shells, buck x6
          Shotgun shells, slug x6
          Trench Knife (Risk 3) x1

[5]

"Let's keep moving. They know the truck is missing."

Escort the crew talking to the Frenchpeople, and the Frenchpeople to a house at least a block away, not leaving cover. Carry the vivisected body with me. How much ammo do I have left? Also, I will now claim my smg from Ed - a German smg as much ammo as he will spare, at least 10 bullets.

Spoiler: Denver Gaunt (click to show/hide)

Name: Denver Gaunt
Description: Denver Gaunt is an average man of average build from New York. His family ran a small bakery, but Denver was disenchanted with the working class life and took up boxing. After joining up into the army, he discovered a newfound love of war and was quite overeager, eventually being transferred into the 888th for insubordination after several men were killed due to his rashness.

Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +1
Stats:
    Speed +1
    Dexterity +1
    Will +1
    Senses +2
Skills:
    Melee +3
    First Aid +2
    Camouflage +2
    Traps +1
    SMG +1
    Operator +1
Inventory:
    Helmet
    First Aid Kit (extra)
    SCR 300 Radio Transceiver and Handset
    Thompson SMG (25/25, Risk 2+1 for every five rounds in
    burst )
    Spare Magazine [25/25]
    Binoculars
    Flares (Red, Green, Black, Blue, and Yellow smoke)
    Flare Gun
    Trench Knife (Risk 3)
    Universal Kit

GLORY: 160

Edward digs through his mechanics tools and finds a nice saw. He proceeds to reach for the nearest prisoner's wrist and is about to commit a well intentioned war crime when Jack slaps him upside the head and yanks the saw from his hand. He shoos Ed away and starts cutting the restraints off the prisoners. Its going to take a bit, doing it like this, but it should work. Meanwhile Radio and Bob attempt to communicate, Radio with the prisoners and Bob with the crates. Bob's attempts to read the crates come up as "Vienna Sausages: Large, Moist." and "Handle with Hands". Radio has a bit better luck. He reports that these men are resistance fighters who were captured by the germans. They tell him that recently, maybe in the last 24 hours, german "Butchers" have been rounding up any resistance or civilians they can find.  They say that the resistance in the city has been basically wiped out, either killed in fighting or "Harvested" when they were made prisoners.  When asked, they had no idea why the germans were doing this.

Denver waits around nervously, wanting to get everyone to a house nearby but unable to until the restraints have been cut through.  Jack finishes one prisoner's restraints and sets him free before working on the next.

Denver has 5 rounds left,  Bob has None.

Do a perimeter search of the warehouse (hopefully BEFORE William goes all Hulk on the door). See if there are any alternative entrances, or ways to see in. Then I’ll stand by William, and help out if he can’t get the door open by himself.

Spoiler: Carolina (click to show/hide)

Name: Carolina Oliveira
Description:
An average sized woman with an athletic build.
She comes from Brazil, where she was secretly trained as a spy. Despite her training, she took up more combat skills than she did stealth and espionage. She was deployed with the Brazilian Navy in the Atlantic for some time before being sent on reconnaissance in Italy, from there she somehow ended up here.
She wears a grey knitted wool cap. It has ear flaps that dangle down several inches, in the style of many South American knitted hats. It is formed to look like it has cat ears, and it has two larger buttons fastened to look like the eyes. When she has her combat helmet on, the cap is worn underneath as a helmet liner.
GLORY: 250
(35 GLORY spent)
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:+1
Ammo in current magazine:8
Magazines remaining:4
Grenades:2
Stats:
Strength +2
Dexterity +2
Knowledge +1

Skills:
Rifle +3
Melee +2
Explosives +2
Language +1
Interrogation +1
Pistol +1
Inventory:
Knitted wool cap
Gas mask
Luger (2 magazines, risk 2)
Gewehr (10 bullets, risk 3)
Rifleman Equipment
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8 shot, Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

You find a smaller, side door around the back, but its locked too. Not chained but locked normally.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Apparently its three knives you got.

The group of Tala, Carolina and William head out to inspect the industrial area. They wander around a fair bit, looking through rather boring and incomprehensible industrial equipment before they come across a warehouse that has been chained shut on the inside. When they try to open the door it refuses to move more than an inch or two and they can hear the chains rattling inside. Hmm.


An enormous bolt of lightning strikes the bunker up on top of the hill. It seems to linger there for several seconds before dissipating.

https://i.imgur.com/AYo5GKP.png

Tala mentioned to her colleagues (and over radio to Radioman if possible) that she presumes the lightning is a form of teleportation. Idle chatter, to ease the time.

Check the opposite side Lupanian (Carolina) is checking, but also speak in French or English about finding allied resistance present. Something like "Americans here, we're here to help." or "Really hope we'll find some of the resistance present."

Failing anything of particular notice being found, provide overwatch while those two nice folks break down that door. But check for possible traps first.

Spoiler: My Sheet (click to show/hide)

Glory: 190
Weapons:
(E) Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5]; [5/10 ammunition total] {With a white cloth tied to it}
Silenced Pistol [8/8]; [8/8 ammunition total]

Equipped Weapon Skill: +3 [+0 if used in Melee/+0 in HtH]

Name: Tala Agata
Description: Tala was enlisted alongside her kin, for their renown in sharpshooting and rugged terrain survival. Being the one who had taught Joan how to shoot, she was only a year her senior before they had been separated in different brigades. She was recently transferred to the 888th after the Normandy landings.
Physical: -
Mental: -
Life: - {+Helmet}
Stats:
Speed: +1
Dexterity: +1
Will: +1
Knowledge: +1
Senses: +1

Skills:
+3 Sniper rifle
+2 First Aid
+2 Medical Training
+1 Camouflage
+1 Pistol
+1 Languages

Inventory:

Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
2 springfield magazines
Binoculars

*Medic Bag
*Helmet {+1 Life}
*Silenced Pistol [8/8]
*Smoke Grenades (2)
*Military Beret
*Customized Gasmask
*CS Gas Grenades (2) [Edward has one of them]

Probably a lot of tinfoil
2 Medic Bags {3 total}
Mundane Journalism Uniform
A few pens, which can be used as lockpicks

1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

[5] You make an extremely convincing speech in french about how you are the americans, how you're here to help, how everything will be ok, and how any resistance or civilians in the building should open the door so that they can be evacuated.

Try forcing the door open with my strenght.

Spoiler: William Taggart (click to show/hide)

Name: William Taggart
Description: He is of polish descent. Light brown short hair and blue eyes.
Backstory: He punched an officer in the face while drunk and got sent here to die.

Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: 0

Stats:
 Strenght: +3
 Speed: +1
 Dexterity: +1

Skills:
 Flamethrower: +3
 Exotic Melee: +2
 Hand to Hand: +2
 Melee: +2
 Explosive: +1
 Demolitions: +1

Inventory:

3 knives (Risk 2)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass

Trench Clearing Equipment:
Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
Flamethrower Tank (5 shots) (4 shots left)

You go to open the door and get as far as gripping the handles and pulling hard. Unfortunately it seems someone has unlocked the chain  because you end up throwing open the doors with surprising force and falling backwards rather embarrassingly.  You look up to see about a dozen or so men and women, some armed, some not, standing near the door.

"American?" One asks in a french accent.

"Oh, sweet, Alice!  You've got tons of experience driving stolen German stuff, can you take over while I loot these guys?" Simon shoots a friendly smile at Alice, before making a sweeping gesture towards the bloody corpses that share the tank with him.  Then he notices that his trench knife is still stuck in the loader, next to him, and unceremoniously yanks the blade out before wiping the blood off on the dead man's clothes.  "I wanna get at their junk before all the magpies descend on it, you know how things go.  Driving's super simple, really.  Those two levers and that pedal and sometimes the button over there generally make it go more-or-less forward, and if things start going wham-wham-wham flick that switch a few times and sometimes it goes away, and uhh, that button, and that button, and that lever especially, ahh...  Just don't touch those ones, I think they're bad.  Maybe actually not that lever, maybe the other one, or...?  Oh, you'll figure it out, you're smart!  Thanks, Alice!  You're a real lifesaver."

Ask Alice to take over the tank's controls, wiping some blood off the seat first to be polite.  Then get to looting the three dead Nazi crewmembers; I know the loader had a pistol, at the very least, what about the others?  Any first aid kits?  Or anything occult?  It's a pity Simon threw the commander out of the hatch, he probably had something neat.

Oh, and if any randos try climbing in and stealing my tank's ammunition, wave the trench knife in their face and gesture to the Nazi corpses who have matching wounds all over their bodies.  Edit2: And don't let him in the tank to begin with.  Best he gets is riding on top.

Edit: Also, what kind of tank is it?  Simon might not know, but my curiousity has become too great not to ask.

Edit3: Tell Alice to drive to Ed's group.  Or whatever group has the biggest blob of people.  I haven't really paid attention to what the neener-nanners have been up to.

EDIT4: The Belgian with the horrible accent is also banned from entering the tank.  Broadly Simon's just not gonna let in anyone who doesn't know how to operate the thing, and has never met him before.  You don't let just anyone into your tank!  That's what got the last crew killed!

EDIT FIVE:  I am sorry for my textwally ways, Piecewise, but it seems like a fair number of people want to hop in the tank, and I'm not sure which skills are actually useful to sort them by.  I also don't know how much you care to stick to the actual seating rules of WWII tanks.  From a cursory glance over various Wikipedia articles, it seems there's five positions in virtually all Nazi tanks.  Matched with the skills I presume they'd have to use:

• Driver, who drives the tank and would use Tank skill
• Commander, who tells other people what to do, and will probably be Simon, firing his sniper rifle from the commander's hatch.  No skill because we don't roll for commands.
• Radio Operator, who also operates the bow machine gun.  Would use Operator and Machine Gun skills.
• Gunner, who fires the main gun, and probably also the coaxial machine gun.  Uses, I assume, the Explosives and Machine Gun skills, and not Tank.
• Loader, who loads shells into the main gun and will therefore be slaved to whoever operates the gun.  Uses Medical skill to get themselves high, because that's the only way they'll have any fun.  _{(They should really get to fire the coaxial machine gun as if it were separate from the main cannon, c'mon)}

Is that all correct?

Spoiler: Simon Smith, greediest sniper (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard and a bulky gasmask.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.  He has six firearms chained to his back, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: -2
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• A bunch of useful bits and bobs
  
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
• 2/2 Springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)
• 2/2 Smoke grenades
• A "mag" of incendiary rounds for the Springfield (loaded in spare Springfield)
• Scoped De Lisle carbine [11/11] (silent)
• A mag of incendiary ammo for the De Lisle [10/11]
• Trench Knife (Risk 3)
• Gas mask (Not worn, but ready)

Looted Inventory:

• MG 15 [37/75]
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Mauser C96 [10/10]
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Knife (risk 2)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• A FRIGGING TANK!
  
  GLORY: 105!
  
  Current mission accomplishments (So I don't have to go back over things later):
  
• Scouted out the northeastern Nazi positions, has now informed everyone.  Including the Nazis, probably.
• Set fire to a Nazi-occupied building, which five Nazis then fled from.  Then snuck past without issue.
• Partially scouted the bunker, from the north, found three machine gun nests which have a good view of the entrance switchback, and 180° coverage otherwise.  Saw that the northern slope terminates in a 25-foot high cliff, making it near impassable.
• Got caught near a house which was struck by machinegun lightning and detonated spectacularly.  Survived with -2 life.
• Killed an entire tank crew.  In melee. Without taking any wounds.  ALONE.  Then stole their tank and drove it home.

Its a Panzer IV. 
Those positions look correct.

"Oh yeah Simon, I know exactly how to drive this. It's not like tanks control totally different from planes or anything.
...Which is to say, yeah I can do it. Would probably be easier if this were some kind of spooky experimental nazi lightning tank or something? Why didn't you just steal one of those, Simon?

Uh, on an unrelated note, where are we going, exactly?"

Alright, let's drive this tank! Can't be that hard, right? Just drive wherever Commander Simon says, for now. ("just drive it to, like, Ed or Tala or whatever.")
"Ahh, nice to get behind the controls of a proper vehicle again. Nice thing about tanks, you know; crashing into things is way less dangerous than in a car! For the people inside, anyways."

Also, if that one guy actually manages to get inside the tank and speech roll Simon into giving up our precious loot, counter speech roll that.

Spoiler: Alice! (click to show/hide)

Name: Alice Gwerhierhwaer
Description: Short blue dyed hair, shiny orange eyes. Tallish, and not thin. Hairy.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +0

Stats:
Speed 1
Dexterity 2
Will 1
Knowledge 1
Senses 1

Skills:
Plane 3
Operator 2
Mechanic 2
Melee 1
Pistol 1
First Aid 1

GLORY: 230

Inventory:
Fancy Hat
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
Mechanic’s tools
Flare Gun (1 shot, risk 2)
Knife (Risk 2)
Silenced pistol (2 risk normally, but 8 if unnoticed. Does not draw attention by sound. 8/8 shot)
Gas mask

2 pistol magazines
Joan's Radio
Binoculars
Police baton
Coffee maker

((I bet 75 GLORY that I'll die inside this tank during this mission. Anyone want to take me up on that?))

Alice climbs into the hastily cleaned driver's seat and [5] expertly guides the tank out of the allied controlled area, down the road, past advancing allied troops, and over to where Ed and the rest of the gang are.

Oh, and if any randos try climbing in and stealing my tank's ammunition, wave the trench knife in their face and gesture to the Nazi corpses who have matching wounds all over their bodies.

Edit: Also, what kind of tank is it?  Simon might not know, but my curiousity has become too great not to ask.[/b]

Spoiler: Simon Smith, greediest sniper (click to show/hide)

Name: Simon Smith
Description: A short and somewhat stocky man with a thick beard and a bulky gasmask.  His looks are deceptive, as he's actually quite agile.  He has six firearms chained to his back, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: -2
Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity:+2
Sense:+2
Skills:
Sniper Rifle:+3
Camouflage:+3
Melee:+2
First Aid:+1
Traps:+1
Demolitions:+1
Class Inventory:

• First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
• Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
• Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
• A bunch of useful bits and bobs
  
• Scoped Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (5 shot, risk 5 at long range, risk 3 at medium, risk 2 at close)
• 2/2 Springfield "magazines"
• Binoculars
• Spare Scope (Mounted on Gewehr)
• 2/2 Smoke grenades
• A "mag" of incendiary rounds for the Springfield (loaded in spare Springfield)
• Scoped De Lisle carbine [11/11] (silent)
• A mag of incendiary ammo for the De Lisle [10/11]
• Trench Knife (Risk 3)
• Gas mask (Not worn, but ready)

Looted Inventory:

• MG 15 [37/75]
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Mauser C96 [10/10]
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Knife (risk 2)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• A FRIGGING TANK!
  
  GLORY: 105!
  
  Current mission accomplishments (So I don't have to go back over things later):
  
• Scouted out the northeastern Nazi positions, has now informed everyone.  Including the Nazis, probably.
• Set fire to a Nazi-occupied building, which five Nazis then fled from.  Then snuck past without issue.
• Partially scouted the bunker, from the north, found three machine gun nests which have a good view of the entrance switchback, and 180° coverage otherwise.  Saw that the northern slope terminates in a 25-foot high cliff, making it near impassable.
• Got caught near a house which was struck by machinegun lightning and detonated spectacularly.  Survived with -2 life.
• Killed an entire tank crew.  In melee. Without taking any wounds.  ALONE.  Then stole their tank and drove it home.

this action overrides previous action post: try and explain that I can put HE shells to better use, since they're practically useless against tanks. I like my odds. If Simon doesn't agree, then I jump in as the bow gunner, otherwise take 4 shells and use 2 to set up a nice tripwire trap somewhere convenient, and keep the others

Spoiler: Rifleman Parrish (click to show/hide)

Name:Tobeis ‘Toby’ Parrish, 20
Physical and Mental Description: Brown, almost black hair, exceptionally blue eyes, white skin, and numerous scratches. Wears glasses (which have as yet managed to survive without breaking) although he can see fairly well within about 50 meters.  Pragmatic in combat, doesn't believe in fighting honorably, and very rarely ever stops moving, except to make a shot or pretend to listen to a superior officer. Has an amazing lack of respect for officers over the rank of 1st Lt. (unless they're serving on the front with him.) Prefers to use his bayonet instead of his pistol for close range, because the bayonet doesn't jam. Would rather hide in the mud than take his chances running for a better hiding place. Assigned to the 888th for assaulting a superior officer ("No, he inadvertently ran into my buttstock just before he could suggest a glorious charge towards a fortified position, clumsy sod"), shooting 3 prisoners whilst on a mission behind enemy lines ("What was I supposed to do, it was a behind-enemy-lines mission, and besides, those SS bastards had it coming to them") and failing to maintain a clean and orderly appearance during an award ceremony ("I guess 3rd strikes out, whoops, can't be any worse than have to serve under this idiot guess you'll have to transfer me to a different regiment.") Spends most of his time digging, building, or otherwise creating defensive positions to hide in when things inevitably go to shit. Is the type of guy who would tape 6 short-fused frag grenades to the inside of a blast door on the off chance that the enemy manages to open it.
Stats: +2 speed, +1 Dex, +2 Senses
Skills: +3 Rifles +2 Languages +2 Melee +1 Demolitions +1 Camo +1 Traps
Life: + 1
Inventory: 1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
IMPORTANT GEAR!
Helmet and flak vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8-8 shots, Risk 3)
1 SturmGewehr 44 (22-30 shots, Risk 4)
1 Gewehr 43 (10-10 shots, Risk 3)
1 STG magazine (30 rounds)
1 G43 magazine (10 rounds
5 M1 ( round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
Fancy SS Dagger (Risk 2)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)
Fancy SMG (0/30 shot,s Risk 3, +1 for every 5 shots)

[1]
Toby immediately climbs up onto the tank and presses his face into one of the viewing slits.

"OI! GIMME YOUR BULLETS! I GOTTA BLOW SHIT UP!"

"No."

"GIVE."

"No."

He just makes grunting noises and sticks his tongue through the slit.

"I killed an entire tank crew with a knife not even 20 minutes ago. Don't make me come out there."

He starts biting at the entrance hatch.

"So, is this one of our gunners?" Alice asks, leaning back and craning her head backwards to look at Simon.

"Maybe."

"I like him."

"Of course you do."

I'd like to appear spontaneously near Simon and his tank.

Florian thumps the side of the tank twice before climbing onto and into the vehicle.

"Hullo, hullo. You eez Simon, yes? I Florian. I operate radio. Isokey?"

Florian listens in with the tank's radio for German communication and lights up a cigarette.

Florian ignores the exciting and appealing tank and instead starts walking towards the bunker. He shall take cover at a safe distance and observe the area for Germans.

Spoiler: Florian De Greef, the Belgian (click to show/hide)

Name: Florian De Greef
Description: Bald, fat, cigarette smoking Belgian.
Physical: Not yet
Mental: Not yet
Life: Not yet

Stats:

Strength: 1
Speed: 1
Dexterity: 1
Will: 2

Skills:

Flamethrower: 3
Demolitions: 2
Operator: 1
Mechanic: 1
Camouflage: 1
Traps: 2

Inventory:

1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
1 Flamethrower (Risk 8, expands to fill rooms)
1 Flamethrower Tank (5 shots)

Walk straight through the suburbs or use the Route Simon took through the woods? One is quicker, the other is safer.

[Egan_BW]

"So what's our plan now, commander? Much as I love sitting around behind a few layers of heavy armor, there are almost certainly unfriendly people with antitank weapons and/or knives somewhere in this city who would see a stationary tank as a good target."

[Ozarck]

"Guys, ask if they know of entrances to the tunnels under the fort. Do so nicely, eh? We want calm friends, not babbling lunatics. Got enough of those, we're not looking for recruits. I'm gonna go say Tank to the Tank. Hi to the Tank. Tank to the Simon.
...
Tank."

Ed Radio's to HQ that we have Resistance personnel, and fills them in on what we know of their situation. He then delicately removes himself from ... tmeptation, by going out and yelling at a tank.

Ed climbs up on the tank, shoulders the 'gunner' aside and raps on the hatch.

"Oi! Simon! Nice Treads you got there. We found some locals! I think we cleared out most of the western side of town, too. Oh hey, we had some lightning strikes a little bit ago. You know, like that night on the ship? Weird, huh? What do ya think? Wanna take this baby a street over and see if there's anything to shoot? I mean Nazis, of course, not ... not the Frenchies. Definitely not the Frenchies."

Spoiler: Edward Bohring (click to show/hide)

Description: average height, average build, brown hair, brown eyes, plain face.
0   Physical
0   Mental
0   Life

Stats:
2 Dexterity
2 Will
1 Senses
Skills:
3 mechanic
2 tank
2 trap
1 camouflage
1 operator
1 demolitions
Inventory:

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
2 L type Flashlights
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes(9/9) + 1 additional cig
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass
1 pair spare socks, wool, warm

Engineer’s Equipment
Mechanic’s tools
Trap making Kit
3 2 Satchel Charges (Risk 7) (1 used in IED)
1 gas grenade, courtesy of Tala

Knife (Risk 2)

Gewehr (10 ammo) (looted from Organ transport truck)
nazi talisman (looted from Organ transport truck)
Nazi Commander Luger  7/8 ammo (Risk 2)
One of the Nazi angular guns that Simon looted (I believe this is in use by Radio at this time)
Nazi Officer's Uniform, gently used
One fancy (Nylon!) hat with ear flaps
1 comically oversized rubber ducky (0  GLORY)

505 GLORY

One fully autonomous Radio:

Pretty sure I gave it to Oz since he was the first to answer.  Not that he can't be used by multiple people. 

Spoiler: mission briefing (click to show/hide)

We've been tasked with helping clear a section of city and then to remove the "Fort du Roule", a heavily fortified hill top bunker, from the list of enemy held positions.
Its position on the hilltops above the city makes it too good of a strategic position for them to just bomb it to gravel.
Taking it won't be easy though; its got at least 5 heavily fortified firing positions and a tunnel system in the stone.
Intelligence indicates there's an entrance on the west side of the mountain, though getting to it might be harder than just getting to one of those fortified positions and blasting on through. Your call.

We're going to drop you off by boat and the local boys will bring you where you need to go. We're told they'll have a map for you but don't expect anything amazing.

This is a simple job, lads: Kill any Kraut that still has some fight in him, spare any citizen of the town, and try to keep that fort as intact as possible."  He waves his hand dismissively at that last part, but doesn't say anything more.

[piecewise]

Woops, forgot to give Sy his lootables.

3 pistols, danger 2
40 rounds for them
5 knives
3 first aid kits
2 grenades
1 diary.

[Egan_BW]

Wiellste briefly possesses my other character to LOOT THAT BOOK.

[Strider03]

"Sausages?"

"Well, I'm gonna check something real quick, and then I think I'm gonna head off to advance some more.

So, out of the five magazines Bob had (he kept an extra three from the days before the change to the machine gunner role with fewer magazines, and never ended up using them) all those hundred bullets are spent? Hmm, he's still got his incendiary clip though, right? Anyway, check the drivers compartment for anything interesting the germans might have left.

Also: I will be out for two weeks. Please try not to kill Bob.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Robert McKinley
Description: McKinley was about ten years old when WWI ended, and his brother returned with innumerable stories of gore and glory. Robert desired to fight for his country in the same way. There was, however, no immediate war in which he could partake. He considered himself to be one of the few to hate the Roaring Twenties. They were a time when the people wallowed in extravagance and purposely forgot the horrors, but also the sacrifices and heroism of the great war. And then came the depression. He found himself liking the depression, though of course, he didn't admit that. Mainly because it seemed like fitting retribution for the excess of the previous years. it might have also had to do with the fact that he managed to retain his job and keep up a standard of living. In any case, 1939 was a year almost of rejoicing, and after he had settled his affairs, he signed up for the battle which he had lusted for.
He's a tall, blondish man who fancies himself to have a certain rakish look. His eyes are deep set under a heavy brow, but full of disturbing light. Call him Bob.
Physical: 0
Mental: 0
Life: +2 (Iron Heart Medal.)
Glory: 5

Stats:
Strength: +1
Dexterity: +1
Will: +1
Senses: +2

Skills:
Hand to Hand: +1
Exotic Melee: +1
Machinegun +3
Pistol: +1
Car: +2
Camouflage:+1
Language: +2 (Fluent in french, small amount of Italian)

Inventory:
First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid)
Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
Rations (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
MP-34 (2 risk, +1 for every seven shots)
1x 34 round ammo box
Browning Auto Rifle (20 shot, risk 3, +1 risk for every 3 shots fired in a burst)
5 BAR magazines (Should I get rid of some of these? Because I had five from back when the BAR got five, and I was just assuming my character held onto them)
1 BAR mag with incendiary rounds.
M1910 pistol (9 shot, risk 2)
Supressor (makes pistol risk 8 if unnoticed)
2 pistol magazines (One full, other 8/9)
1 first aid kit
1 trench knife
1 radio (Unbroken)

3 german medals
1 strange medallion.
1 Iron Hear Medal

1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass


Survived Injuries+Missions+Accomplishments:
Hit in the forehead with machinegun fire on D-Day, helmet broke his nose, but saved his life.
Clipped by machinegun fire from main bunker on D-Day.
Caught in part of the fuel explosion in Poland: Large burns on exposed skin, but survived.
Survived the attack on the USS St. Elijah.
Proudly displayed his nude form in the Park Crescent Hotel Lobby, and acted as an excellent getaway driver.
Shot out some random Nazi vehicle's tire.
Shot 3 or so Nazis in an ambush with Denver, and stole a truck, and in doing so, saved three french civilians from death.

[The Lupanian]

“Well, technically we aren’t Americans. But we are THE Americans!”
Try to communicate with them. Ask about secret entrances to the bunker, but also just let them talk.

Spoiler: Carolina (click to show/hide)

Name: Carolina Oliveira
Description:
An average sized woman with an athletic build.
She comes from Brazil, where she was secretly trained as a spy. Despite her training, she took up more combat skills than she did stealth and espionage. She was deployed with the Brazilian Navy in the Atlantic for some time before being sent on reconnaissance in Italy, from there she somehow ended up here.
She wears a grey knitted wool cap. It has ear flaps that dangle down several inches, in the style of many South American knitted hats. It is formed to look like it has cat ears, and it has two larger buttons fastened to look like the eyes. When she has her combat helmet on, the cap is worn underneath as a helmet liner.
GLORY: 250
(35 GLORY spent)
Physical:0
Mental:0
Life:+1
Ammo in current magazine:8
Magazines remaining:4
Grenades:2
Stats:
Strength +2
Dexterity +2
Knowledge +1

Skills:
Rifle +3
Melee +2
Explosives +2
Language +1
Interrogation +1
Pistol +1
Inventory:
Knitted wool cap
Gas mask
Luger (2 magazines, risk 2)
Gewehr (10 bullets, risk 3)
Rifleman Equipment
Helmet and flack vest (+1 life)
M1 Garand (8 shot, Risk 3)
5 M1 round clips
Bayonet (risk 3)
2 Frag Grenades (Risk 7)

Universal Equipment:
1 First Aid Pouch (Allows First Aid. Single use)
1 Entrenching Tool (A folding shovel)
1 Ration (Restores up to -2 on physical dice)
1 Clicker
1 L type Flashlight
1 Sewing kit
1 Mirror
1 razor set
1 Bar of soap
1 Toothpaste and toothbrush set
1 compressed TP roll
1 Pack of Chesterfield Cigarettes
1 Lighter
1 Mess kit
1 Knit cap
1 Notepad and Pen
1 Haversack
1 Gunbelt with Magazine pouches
1 Canteen and Cup
1 Compass