[Sun] 05 May 2019 (Discord and Disharmony)

How we died (in the future)
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[Sun] 05 May 2019 (Discord and Disharmony)

Post by Netkev »

How in the world do all of my sessions end up including loads of cluster munitions, someone make some rules about this or something.

Thank you to the 14 brave souls that dared today's chaos and came out as unscathed as one reasonably could. I am pleased that everyone stayed focused and did not rout in the face of the continued stresses and confusion of our thankless tasks.

Ciaran chilling with his new pal. (Picture by Myself)

Runlist: Remember to check out our lovely audio-visual information registry over at this here place!

As well as that there is of course our good friend The R3 Mission Replay Sysetm, which knows if you've been bad or if you've been nice. The recordings themselves are really freaking neat-o and demonstrate just how easy it is not to see someone behind bushes.

Lettuce not forget the Leadership Programme which is for everyone that wants to learn how to CO, but don't want to kill everyone in the process.

And if you want to be recognizably folk-y and have the little tractor on your shoulder or on the side of your IFV then you can sign up on the squad tag today! It's totally free!

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Re: [Sun] 05 May 2019 (Discord and Disharmony)

Post by Ciaran »

Golfe Verte
Thanks to the missions that came after this, I don't remember much besides this mission going fairly well and also me having to medic everyone 6 times because Arma decided that the treat action was secretly RNG based.
Also I shot Nikko, but he was fine.

WA: FAC to Earth
As TH1 Pilot, I was tasked with picking people up after it turned out that the crates we were trying to blow up didn't actually exist. By this point, the guys on the ground were thoroughly engaged. I remember remarking about small arms fire as I gently landed my helicopter in the 10m radius circle of flat land in the middle of a mountain range. But it was not the small arms fire that would cause issue. I sat on the ground, waiting for CO and support elements to mount up. I continued to sit on the ground. I was still sitting on the ground. TH2 lifts off without one member of A1 (Harry), who'd presumably skipped leg day. I'm still sitting on the ground. *whoosh* *bang* "oh shit everyone dismount immediately". By some stroke of poor luck, the rocket didn't take out my helicopter's fuel tank, so I had to repair and attempt a take off. After another eternity, everyone was finally on board, and we lifted off the ground. *whoosh* *bang* The helicopter is now rotating clockwise at 120RPM. Also the engine is dying and all the cockpit glass is embedded in my face. In spite of this, I manage to stabilise the helicopter, if you consider flying sideways at 140km/h as stable. Realising that there was absolutely no way of landing the bird safely anymore, I instructed CO, our support team and the single member of A1 that they would need to parachute back into the AO. By this point I'd managed to get the helicopter to fly forwards, at least, but this didn't really make me feel much better about my prospects of survival, only much less nauseous. "Ciaran, have you got a parachute?" asks CO Netkev. "No. Arma doesn't let the pilot eject. The captain must go down with his ship," I bravely reply. CO and our support team made it to the ground without injury. The lost member of A1 did not. Eventually, I managed to crawl the 16km back to base, ditch in the water, then walk 1.5km across the salt flats to the helicopters, only to be nuked by 2 AA missiles while flying back to the AO.

Off The Rails
I expressed concerns about the tight LZ surrounded by trees and houses. CO did not care. Neither did TH1 pilot, who successfully broke their helicopter landing in said LZ. I, meanwhile, as engineer team lead and secretly pilot, had decided to land elsewhere, safely. Some mangrove-based shenanigans later, we took up position on the north-east side of the, now clear, enemy compound and began engaging the enemy. However, secretly, the enemy was Aqarius all along, and he cruelly mowed down Shado'.
After many losses, CO, who still did not care for our well-being, announced that we would assault the next enemy compound by driving a truck into it, and attempting to plant a charge on the tracks before we died.
Attempting was the key word.

I am the BLUKING.
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