You can still give me your details in case one of my players dies. There shall be no save scumming on this shizzit.
Dear Diary, we began pushing south into Drassen. There used to be another airfield here but it is in too poor of condition to run. When Snow and Hunter were scouting the area they found that all of the enemies were in the southeast/east/northeast sections of the area. There were some buildings to the west, so we began our attack from there. We snuck of course.
Again, as always, we spotted an enemy soldier before we were in our proper positions. But again, as always, we were not spotted.
We were spotted entering our positions, Hunter and Grunty specifically. They didn't know there were 6 of us yet, so Grunty and Hunter pulled back and began awaiting the enemy to come looking for them.
However they took too long, so we got in our positions for attack. Team A consisted of just me and Grunty. Team B was everyone else. Team A would keep guns pointed to the east, waiting for reinforcements to try and save their mates to the south. Meanwhile, Team B would be massacring the enemies hanging out in/near the bar to the south.
Irontooth began engaging enemies at a greater distance than he should, as per his tradition. He almost always manages to kill his targets though.
Teams A and B split up, to engage the remaining enemies.
An enemy popped out from the forest, sprinting. He stopped in front of Grunty and grazed him once. Grunty remained unshaken, and shot right back at him killing him.
Me and him continued to kill enemies hiding in the forest, while Team B cleared the bar, mostly due to Senators shotgun artistry.
We knew there was at least one more bad dude left though, and we couldn't find him. Snow joined Team A and we almost immediately found him sitting in the middle of the road.
He didn't seem to shoot back at all, so I finished him with a burst from my new toy.
But alas! There was still one more out there! We joined Team B and began scouting the area. We looked for quite a times before we spotted a single woman in the forest. Hunter got in close and let a 3 round burst from his MP5SD into her chest, which brought her to the dirt.
As I write this we have found a factory. It's small, but packed with small children. Can't be more than 10 years old, poor buggers. We met the owner, she insists she is treating these children well, but it's painfully obvious they aren't. It choked me up, and I begged at her to let them go, she said it was none of my business. I tried threatening her and that didn't do anything either. Right now the group is deciding what to do.
Well guys? What do now?