The part argues two and a half hours over the method of insertion, and op goals. Finally, a plan is agrred upon, and the party inserts into Sicily to RECON, and not shoot up, Axis airfields on Sicily. Fortunatly, we sneak enuff demo in to deal with targets of oppurtunities.
Jones, having the only rational mind, takes a support role (and the MORE dangerous duty, as far as Sean is concerned) in sneaking in and out of the enemy AO to take out daily intel, and provide resupply.
Sean and the Unknown Soldier show extremly uncharacteristic restraint in sneaking across a bridge by not killing the sentries. Of course, Meryl adds to the hun's distraction, and the party leaves the guards shot full of morphine, and stinking of wine, sans auschweiss and wallets. Hopefully, Jerry shoots the guards himself, because the party doesn't kill a single Jerry in this mission...
So far!
BTW, corvo rosso (sp?) is a damn good sweet red made on Sicily. Hopefullt the party can resupply with a few bootles!
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Two and a half fucking hours...
>>Jones, having the only rational mind, takes a support role (and the MORE dangerous duty, as far as Sean is concerned) in sneaking in and out of the enemy AO to take out daily intel, and provide resupply. - Steve
I agree wholeheartedly. Almost insanely dangerous. If our luck doesnt hold out, she's a sitting duck.
I thought my use of a mg34 as a crutch was inspired. And a mg seemed like such a good idea at the time.
was that intentional, or just failing the stealth roll?
:>
Buck up guys...
After Malta recovers, there seems there might be a lot of chances to sunny Sicily. There's a lot of time between now and '43 when the Joint America-British landings took place.
Think of it new whorehouses...
All without me. I'm going home and starting a distillery! Cheery oh!
I NEVER said jump into Malta.
I thought we should take the flying boat and rubber raft in.
:)
BTW, if the gaffer was a Jerry, I'd shoot HIM, not me!
:)
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