Danger Zone
Alpah 2 AR
The plan; set up in a town and shoot things when they pass through. Well, let MAT blow them up first and then shoot them. I found the western smut to be no distraction. The caricatures that adorn such publications are barely recognisable as women, their shoulders skeletal, to weak to carry the heavy loads or hoards of children that their narrow hips could not bear to birth. Their craniums lost in a tangle of hair, leaving no way to assess their psychology or heritage. And they have no hair anywhere else, no way to trap heat in the cold nights. I turned my mind to more pressing concerns, such as where best to position my RPK to make fresh widows of such 'women'.
I decided on the far end of town, on the path behind a bin, to give me a clear line of sight up the street on the advancing EI. That it put me very close to the images of females enslaved by capitalism to consumerise their very bodies was nothing but coincidence. The sound of vehicles announced the enemies approach. Unnervingly they approached a lot closer than I'd expected; the first truck exploded about 10 meters away from me but this only made it easier to perforate the crew as they attempted to flee. AH, HA HAHAHA.
Unfortunately the explosion had brought down all the trees in the road completely cutting off my LOS. So I ran around a bit, got hit, awaitz got me back up. Crawled around a bit more, shot a dude of indeterminate affiliation, crawled around a bit more, looked puzzlingly at a US trooper who'd dashed up and took position behind a tree right beside me. Shot him, then got hit again. So did awaitz. Crawled around a bit calling for help. Only to be told that everyone was running north, seeya later. Harsh.
Fog
CO
My first mission COing (not exactly at my request I might add) so I was a bit nervous. Fortunately it was based around southern Chernarus, Komarovo, which I knew pretty well from my misguided days of arma youth, hobknobbin around DayZ. On this night, two Shilkas needed blowing up for the greater globabl agrarian revolution. They were somewhere in around Komarovo, probably the docks. I was informed we were in really crappy boats so I decided there was no way we'd take them into possible contact. So;
- Head north and beach as soon as possible
- Since the majority of us had silenced weapons, all ARs were on weapons hold until things got hot,
- Advance on the docks from the west,
- Alpha breach the docks walls to the south to clear and search the area,
- Bravo to breach and secure the north of the docks compound and then keep overwatch north towards Komarovo.
Once done, and considering all the open ground between the docks and Komarovo proper, I'd planned to fall back west, circle to the north hopefully outside of and patrols and advance on the town from the west along the road and rail where we'd get to building cover a lot sooner. Hearing Gaius grumbling, I graciously gave opportunity to offer suggestions, but, as is his want, he loudly proclaimed the plan to be "the worst plan I've ever seen put together by the worst CO I've ever seen who's also the worst ARMA player I've ever seen and I'm willing to bet he's the worst human being I've ever not met" (his exact words if I remember correctly). I pushed ahead nonetheless through tears and objections both.
Dance, because he's such a helpful guy and this was set in the 80's during Aziz's rise to power, decided we needed to be reminded of that with every photon that impacted on our retinas and so had a giant purple filter fitted on the sun. In defense I think he was aiming more for Blood Dragon/Miami Vice than what we got which was Purple London peasoup.
And the mission, amazingly from my perspective, was pretty much that. We landed, we took the docks as planned. That said, there were NO Shilkas there so we'd have to assault the town but Bravo reported a pretty clear run there despite the open ground so I abandoned the withdraw, circle, approach, second half of the plan and we just made a straight beeline, took out a couple of patrols, and the FTs pretty much did their own thing and blew up the Shilkas. Though Dance's AT ineptitude caused a slight delay, someone with satchels was able to cover for him.
Boom! Success.
Random Engagements – Celle Edition
Alpha 1 AR
Bit of confusion running though this. SuperU, our arch nemesis, marked from the getgo his "position" on the map. He's a devious one though, so he is, and we didn't know whether to trust this and head straight to "Freedom Hangar" for a direct assault. We didn't. A1 moved south to approach the airfield from the west while a 1-strong A2 bolstered by CO Gaius and Medic Moonmoon cleared from the north. Breached the outer walls, then reluctantly decided we needed to clear a couple outer buildings, a lot of work for such a small team, especially when we (*cough*daf*cough*) started shooting each other. Much radio comms confusion later we decided on a straight up balls to the wall assault on the hanger. We were down to 3 at this stage and so I suggested surrounding it (it's a big big empty room with loads of doors) and breaching all together. Unfortunately the door I choose was on the corner beside the main wall-sized hangar door so instead of opening my door, I was opening and closing that repeatedly while trying to figure out why my normal-sized door wasn't budging. By this stage I was all that was left of BluFOR having missed the breach and the subsequent massACRE (sorry, blatant theft) but it worked out pretty well as I went on what, to my mind and my abilities, was a bit of a rambo. Finally copped what was happening with the door, took a peak through, saw someone and shot them. Hoooray, I'm a hero. Proceeded for the next 5 minutes to run around the outside of the hanger popping in different doors, mostly seeing no one through the limited angle but I'm pretty sure I got 3 kills. Then I got a bit bored decided to go Hard not Home so breached fully aaaaaaand was killed.
Lesson of the day, never go Hard.
Lichterfelde
Bravo (I think) AR
This was a very messy, confused mission, but I had my fun, and that's all that matters. And I only friendly fired one person, which by the standards of this mission was apparently amazing. I'd forgotten what the objective was by the end, (escape evidently), but we were to fight our way to and through Chernogorsk, with minimal navigation gear, while killing pretty much everyone. Citizens turned hostile and blood thirsty on sight. Trundled through the dark of the countryside to the north of Cherno eliminating patrols, technicals and each other, with comms consisting of, "where am I?", "where are you?" and pretty much every other question involving 'where' you can think of.
Things got a bit more straightforward when we finally made it to Cherno, Alpha and the command technical taking the coast road east and Bravo matching them moving through the "city" centre a bit more to the north. This amounted to shooting a lot of untrained peasants and spending a few minutes running around looking for Kale as he seemed to want to get as far away from Bravo as possible. We found him, got him back up, and he immediately ran away from us again. Some people....
Cratersistance
Defender AR
Me and AK were to defend the church cache while Pr3sario and daf covered the, uh, wilderness cache. I set up in the graveyard thinking "if they pass through here I'll nail em good!" but then became unsure whether there was an actual physical alternate entry into the graveyard. So I started getting fidgety but it was too late, the AI defenders reported contact, and if those half blind lepers saw something then it was bloody close. So I just got eyes on the cache through the archway, meaning I could only really cover someone right at it. Saw movement, fired, killed. Then thought, "oh that was probably just one of our AIs, eeep" (apparently I got an EI kill though). Moved closer to get better coverage and was killed by the cache detonating.
Afterparty
Cholo – Zulu Warrior Edition
Made it to the station and since there were only two or three Po po and they were reported on the 1st floor, I decided I'd come in from the roof. Cleared the 3rd floor and it's single room then turned to the staircase only to find myself face to face with the long moustache of the law in the smouldering darkness. There was a moment, a second in time that seemed to stretch into infinity, a connection that transcended the mundane world and our pretty rivalries, a meeting of two luminous, ethereal beings.
Then I put four or five Makarov rounds into him and him a round of shotgun pellets into me. I died, he writhed. A fellow band member finished the job. In another life I discovered it had been Dancemoox. In another another life, maybe things could have been different.
Infection Chernarus – Sadist Mode
M14 packing stablehand
Four men versus a superzombie. We spawned alone. Isolated. Crying out for help I saw a silhouette on the horizon. It was Dancemoox! Could this be that other other life?
Apparently not. We heard the zombie, and while I was blinkered, staring down my sights he ate me. Then Dance as well apparently. In my new life as a zombie I had no thoughts for luminous moments so I just ran around till I found awaitz with his makarov cowering in a porch. I laughed at him then I ate him. Nom nom nom.
