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[Ozarck]

"A'right, Simon. Keep an eye on them bastard clouds, would ya? Riding the lightning is a blast and all, but it might throw off my aim a touch."

[SaberToothTiger]

Hope for the best and climb to the bunker and ling to it's walls.

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: Soon none

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)
Soot, Leaves and Dirt

[Strider03]

"Yes sir, Mr. Simon man."

"Hey, is Denver dead? He disappeared around when the lightning happened, and he's not in the tank. Yeah, probably dead. Might want a burial though, so somebody should go get his corpse."
Bob hops away from the machinegun, and mans the radio. From there, he'll keep in communication with reinforcements, and tells someone to go check on Denver since he lost track of him back near the lightning strike.

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)
4 BAR magazines
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.

[syvarris]

((Err, sorry, I meant to say Bob should go to the machine gun's seat.  In the Panzer IV, the radio operator is also the machine gunner.  Both pieces of equipment are operated from the same position, which means the "radio operator" seat is pretty much just a machine gun seat, since I'm pretty sure we can use normal radios inside the tank without issue.

...Also, for some reason I thought the machine gun was external, requiring the gunner to open a hatch to operate, which is insane when I think about it.  It's actually hull-mounted and therefore 100% safe to operate, so feel free to return fire if you want.  Blame Simon not understanding tanks. ))

[Ozarck]

"I thought Denver was in that truck with Jack and those Frenchies. If that 'lightning' hit him, there ewon't be much left of him to bury."

[Radio Controlled]

Continue sneaking up on dem dastardly Germans.

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)

[Redjive_Industries]

"Please stop calling me Bitey. Loading... Err.... I think this is AP? Might be incendiary, either way it ought to do the job on that bunker."
((Loading a tank cannon is suprisingly simple, all the levers and buttons are pretty obvious, at least in American WW2 tanks, dunno about German ones, the hard part is getting the right shell and aiming the bastard. Also, American tanks would commonly have an MG on top of the turret, but I've been told said MG was actually meant for AA, apparently. Common mistake.))
since I'm carrying HE, I know wot that looks like, and Toby's logic would be that AP is the most important shell and therefore that's what the tank would have the most of. Roll for which she'll I end up loading.

Spoiler: Rifleman Toby 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)

[piecewise]

"Please stop calling me Bitey. Loading... Err.... I think this is AP? Might be incendiary, either way it ought to do the job on that bunker."
((Loading a tank cannon is suprisingly simple, all the levers and buttons are pretty obvious, at least in American WW2 tanks, dunno about German ones, the hard part is getting the right shell and aiming the bastard. Also, American tanks would commonly have an MG on top of the turret, but I've been told said MG was actually meant for AA, apparently. Common mistake.))
since I'm carrying HE, I know wot that looks like, and Toby's logic would be that AP is the most important shell and therefore that's what the tank would have the most of. Roll for which she'll I end up loading.

Spoiler: Rifleman Toby 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)

[2]
Eeeny Meeny Miney That one.  You grab a shell at complete random and load it into the main gun. Statistically, if AP are the most common, then you're likely to have gotten the right shell! Right?

((Err, sorry, I meant to say Bob should go to the machine gun's seat.  In the Panzer IV, the radio operator is also the machine gunner.  Both pieces of equipment are operated from the same position, which means the "radio operator" seat is pretty much just a machine gun seat, since I'm pretty sure we can use normal radios inside the tank without issue.

...Also, for some reason I thought the machine gun was external, requiring the gunner to open a hatch to operate, which is insane when I think about it.  It's actually hull-mounted and therefore 100% safe to operate, so feel free to return fire if you want.  Blame Simon not understanding tanks. ))

Honestly you're not wrong in lots of situations. I think a lot of american tanks have their machineguns on the outside because they're duuuuumb.

((Porkins, you should post your sheet with all of your actions.  Piecewise doesn't keep track himself, and has been known to assume you have +0 to everything if you don't post a sheet.))

"Hey, yeah, Sid, why aren't you shooting back at them?  ...Sid?  Wait, where the hell did he go?  Gah, Ed, you take over the turret, shoot the bunker, Alice, you're the new driver, just don't screw over our shots.  And, uh, Robert!  You take the radio seat, after the bunker's dead you can use the outside MG.  Bitey, if you desert too, I will hunt you down, and take those shells back."

Tell Ed to man the turret and shoot the bunker, and Alice to take over driving.  Simon himself will wait until the machine gun fire has slowed down or stopped, then pop out of the commander's hatch and scan the offending bunker with his Springfield; mostly, the purpose is to pick out any high-risk targets, but if he sees any machine gunners shooting back he'll try and pick them off.

Have the trench knife ready just in case any Nazi boarders show up.

Spoiler: The Superlative Tank Crew! (click to show/hide)

Simon, the Happiest Commander!
Relevant skills: +3 Sniper Rifle?

Alice, the Manliest Radio Operator!
Relevant skills: +2 Operator, +2 Mechanic

Ed, the Maddest Driver!
Relevant skills: +2 Tank, +3 Mechanic, +1 Operator

Parrish, the Greediest Loader!
Relevant skills: +3 Rifles?

Sid, the Newest Gunner!
Relevant skills: +2 Explosives, +1 Mechanic

Robert, the Randomest Rider!
Relevant skills: +3 Machine Gun

((You're all free to leave, if you want.))

Spoiler: Simon Smith, bloodiest 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 nine firearms chained to him, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +0
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:

• Two spare First Aid Kits.
• MG 15 [37/75]
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Four Mauser C96s [10/10]*4 (Risk 2)
• Four Mauser C96 mags
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Six spare knives (risk 2)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• Two grenades (Risk 7?)
• A FRIGGING PANZER IV 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 Panzer IV and drove it home.
• While riding in that tank, survived a massive targeted lightning bolt through no fault of his own.  Ed rolled a one and utterly failed to dodge.

"Ah, firing a machinegun at a tank. That's not the wisest decision I've ever seen these nazis make. What do you say we show them a real gun?"

Follow Simon's orders.

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
Some dude's diary

"Yes sir, Mr. Simon man."

"Hey, is Denver dead? He disappeared around when the lightning happened, and he's not in the tank. Yeah, probably dead. Might want a burial though, so somebody should go get his corpse."
Bob hops away from the machinegun, and mans the radio. From there, he'll keep in communication with reinforcements, and tells someone to go check on Denver since he lost track of him back near the lightning strike.

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)
4 BAR magazines
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.

Sid looks around, shrugs, and gets out of the turret. He'll run over to the cupboard making strange noises and bash through the debris with his trusty shovel.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sid “Sapper” Brown
Descriptipn: War is never a pretty thing. It burns homes and tears apart families. But sometimes, it will tear apart more than just the physical. Sid “Sapper” Brown was a fresh recruit, right out of the academy, sporting a extensive knowledge of mortar ballistics.

He never got the chance to fire a mortar. The first night he was on the front lines, a Kraut bombardment obliterated his entire squad. Sid was the only survivor. He spent the rest of the night huddled in a foxhole with the upper half of his best friend.

That morning, a kraut patrol came by to check over the blasted position for survivors, and to scavenge any intel they could find.

The company that went to reinforce the position two days later found Sid alone, in a still-smoldering camp, standing over the corpses of several dismembered German soldiers, his trusty engineering shovel spattered with blood and viscera.

Strength: +2
Speed: +2
Senses: +1

Physical:
Mental:
Life:

Stats:
Exotic Melee +3
Explosives +2
Traps +2
Hand to Hand +1
Mechanic +1
Melee +1



Skills:
Inventory:

Standard Kit

Trenchclearer Equipment

"We need a smokescreen, to keep em guessing. Hey, cannon! Aim at the fort and get ready to fire, would ya? What are you doing up there, anyway, sightseeing?"

Ed drives to the next break in cover and assists the main gunner in targetting. If nothing else, by shouting advice at him. Once we've fired a shot or two up at teh machine gun, we'll keep trundling forward again, heading toward the long, winding, oh so exposed path up to the fort.

Ed switches to the main gun and aims at the fort. when he gets line of sight, he'll fire on the machine gun position.

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.

[6][5]
A quick shuffle of seats to put everyone in the best position and then Alice, perhaps a bit too excited about finally being in combat, pushes the tank to top speed and plows through a building, driving the tank straight towards the bunker. She cuts across the empty lawns between this road and the main one, before turning hard and circling round towards the start of the Main bunker's switch back road.  Toby shouts that the cannon is ready over the combined roar of the engine and Alices repeated "YEEEEHAWs!". Ed lines up his shot with the turret -not easy to do when the tank is advancing like this- and fires on the machinegun nest. The shot makes the entire tank ring and everyone is jerked forward as the shot kills a good bit of the tank's momentum.

The round strikes dead center of the machinegun nest, right through the slot the gun is pointed out of. It seems to have been an HE round but it makes little difference with a shot like that. The other two machineguns, now with a view of the tank, open fire. Trees get shredded and explode into splinters as the tank charges up the hill. Sid, apparently not aware of where he is, attempts to climb straight out of the tank. He gets as far as partially undoing the hatch before Simon tackles him.

"Hey, can you help me out?"

Call for help from my teammates.

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 [5/25]
    German SMG, 15 bullets
    Binoculars
    Flares (Red, Green, Black, Blue, and Yellow smoke)
    Flare Gun
    Trench Knife (Risk 3)
    Universal Kit

GLORY: 160

Achievements:
Scouted a bunch
Lent radio out
Shot up Nazis with Bob, captured a truck and freed the prisoners
Dodged the Nazi lightning

You use your radio to call for help. You think it got through but its hard to tell with the storm like this.

Hope for the best and climb to the bunker and ling to it's walls.

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: Soon none

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)
Soot, Leaves and Dirt

[5]
You silently climb the cliff, slowly making your way up until you reach the top and drag yourself over. There's quite a ruckus going on up here and you arrive in time to see one of the machinegun nests get obliterated by a tank shot. Well...this makes life easier for you. They're not going to be looking for a lone infiltrator when they have a mad tank charging head long towards them.

Continue sneaking up on dem dastardly Germans.

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)

I'm going to assume that you and everyone else with you do that as well.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

[Tiruin]

((Thanks Radio, didn't see my post get eaten there...who is Jack and 2 prisoners, and why are they with us, and what is going on with Denver? Last I read, he's ok but in a dilapidated building))

"We'd really benefit from some scaling equipment right now, or something to do with that bunker from the flank. Radio, how's the signal? Still static with all the rain?"

Err, proceed, while checking our gear if we're able to assault the bunker from this side (after the hill). Stick to cover.

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

"We seem to be split up. Everyone regroup under that cover of trees. I'll be heading back with another person to check for any stragglers. The storm above doesn't bode well at all."

And then get the heck to Denver's position to get him out
With support. Preferably the strongest person available.

[Ozarck]

"Reload!"

Ed fires on the next machine gun nest as soon as the cannon is reloaded.

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.

[Doomblade187]

((Denver is trapped in post-lightning rubble.))

"Hey, some help here!"

I had given my radio to Alice, for the record, so I could not have radio'd for help. Feel the conditions around me. Does the rubble feel stable? Are any sides of the cupboard not covered by rubble? Then, using my trench knife, attempt to lever any free sides.

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 [5/25]
    German SMG, 15 bullets
    Binoculars
    Flares (Red, Green, Black, Blue, and Yellow smoke)
    Flare Gun
    Trench Knife (Risk 3)
    Universal Kit

GLORY: 160

Achievements:
Scouted a bunch
Lent radio out
Shot up Nazis with Bob, captured a truck and freed the prisoners
Dodged the Nazi lightning

[SaberToothTiger]

Scream internally as I run towards the opening of the bunker and burn everything inside to little German bits.

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: Soon none

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)
Soot, Leaves and Dirt
Enthusiasm
Loads of Hatred for Germans

[syvarris]

((Doomblade, you could try going through the roof or something.  Maybe try smashing the top portion of the doors open, it might be relatively fragile.))

"Ahahaha!  Again!  Come on guys, let's keep up the momentum!  Sid, if you're bored, help uh, the guy who doesn't want to be called Bitey.  Loady?  Help loady."

Cackle and encourage the crew as the tank continues to charge forward.  Start slapping people if the tank slows down or the rate of fire lessens.  No cowardice allowed in Simon's metal box!

Spoiler: The Superlative Tank Crew! (click to show/hide)

Simon, the Happiest Commander!
Relevant skills: +3 Sniper Rifle?

Alice, the Aggressivest Driver!
Relevant skills: +2 Operator, +2 Mechanic

Ed, the Incidentalest Gunner!
Relevant skills: +2 Tank, +3 Mechanic, +1 Operator

Parrish, the Greediest Loader!
Relevant skills: +3 Rifles?

Sid, the Bravest Deserter!
Relevant skills: +2 Explosives, +1 Mechanic

Robert, the Newest Machine Gunner!
Relevant skills: +3 Machine Gun

((You're all free to leave, if you want.  To get filled with bullets.))

Spoiler: Simon Smith, bloodiest 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 nine firearms chained to him, along with an assortment of knives and a sniper rifle he's always carrying around.
Physical: +0
Mental: +0
Life: +0
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:

• Two spare First Aid Kits.
• MG 15 [75/75]
• A spare box of ammo for the MG 15.
• Scoped Gewehr 43 [10/10] (Risk 3)
• Two Gewehr Magazines
• Four Mauser C96s [10/10]*4 (Risk 2)
• Four Mauser C96 mags
• Angular Nazi Lightning Rifle [10/10] (Risk 4, hopefully silent)
• A spare Springfield M1903 A4 [5/5] (Loaded with incendiaries)
• Three spare Springfield "magazines"
• Six spare knives (risk 2)
• A collection of "Chains, rope, small knives, and other things" looted from a Nazi supply depot.
• Two grenades (Risk 7?)
• A FRIGGING PANZER IV 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 Panzer IV and drove it home.
• While riding in that tank, survived a massive targeted lightning bolt through no fault of his own.  Ed rolled a one and utterly failed to dodge.
• Was commander of the tank when it managed to destroy one bunker with the main gun.  Let's hope this bullet point get longer.

[Egan_BW]

"Just like drivin' a car, 'sept you don't have ta stop when you hit something."

No, I don't have a driver's licence, thanks for asking.

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
Some dude's diary

[Doomblade187]

Edited action.