NationStates Jolt Archive

Lieutenant Colonel Michael Alexander stood before a crowd of four Company commanders of his Battalion, and 16 Platoon leaders. Each man was a hardened, young Officer of Marines, ready to fight, and ready to kill for his country. The target was a city of Critical importance to the enemy: Al-Basra.

This place had quite the history, he had noted when informed of the objective. It had been the center of battle during the Iran-Iraq war of the 1980s, and was the only access point Iraq had with any water route to the sea, keeping them from being totally landlocked. The OPFOR would fight tooth and nail for that place, and he knew it.


http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/2091/basrapalacedgze7.jpg



"Men," He began, pointing at a map of the target area within the city. "This is our objective: Al-Basra. It is a large, and probably the most important city in Iraq next to Baghdad itself. This place has their port, and if we control it, we kill their trade routes with the world, and we can effectively control Iraq. Now then, our Battallion has been selected to clear this place, and secure it for the Coalition assault. Now then," He paused, pointing at one of four bridges on the map, "These are the bridges that link the Port to the rest of Basra. Its situated on an island, if you will, so these bridges are the only way to get to and from the port. We need to secure these first two to even get on the island, then we must secure the following two to get into the Port and Water Treatment plants. After securing these, the British Armor Division may roll into the center of the city, and secure it for the rest of the Invasion force." He stared at the men, who all nodded, taking notes on what was assigned of them, and what they were to do.

"However, there is a small sub-city which is clustered outside of the bridge. You may encounter resistance from this area, and if you do, eliminate it. They could cause problems later, and cannot be allowed to exist. Our air and artillery support will be limited, due to the civillians in the area, and our ROE (Rules of Engagement) are to avoid collateral damage. However, we may be able to get certain amounts of it, depending on the enemies position. Lets hope they make foolish mistakes," The men laughed and he held up his hand to silence them. "Our Armor support will consist of five M-1 Abrams and four Bradleys, so we will have some armor support, but I'm sure the enemy will have theirs too. We need to be careful. Any questions?" He asked, and when he saw there were none, he replied, "Good. Carry on men."

The Marines Orders were as follows:

http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/5700/battlemapgu4.jpg

They needed to capture the bridges, as they would be key to allow the armor to cross over and give them support, however the enemy could easily get good fields of fire on the vulnerable tanks from the opposite side....

Meanwhile, and Iraqi Commander, Zaidi Abbas Hussein was giving a similar speech to his Commanders:

"Men, today we defend our nation which the infidels wish to take away from us. They wish to force their beliefs, their customs, way of life upon us, and change the way we have always lived. Today, we stop them. They cannot be allowed to have that Port! That is our duty to defend. We are soldiers of Iraq! We have been called upon to defend our nation, and that is what we'll do!" The Officers cheered and applauded. "And now my men, move out! Move your companies to defend our nation, but ensure that it does not fall! The amount of artillery support we have is limited due to the enemies bombing campaigns, but we may be able to call in some strikes. However, to make up for this, we have a platoon of ten T-72 Tanks to support us. These can may be able, if we work correctly, to turn the tide of the battle in our favor. Good luck men! May Allah be with you."


The Battle of Al-Basra, had begun.

(OOC: Iraqis, tell me where you all wish to position yourselves, so I can mark them on a map.)

OCC: Chris, are you going to give specific orders to squads, companies, platoons? What am I commanding? I'll take the armor and if not an Infantry platoon or Company.

OCC: Chris, are you going to give specific orders to squads, companies, platoons? What am I commanding? I'll take the armor and if not an Infantry platoon or Company.

OOC: Yes, but for starters, choose your company type and tell me where on the map you want to be. I'll add you on there.

..You command a company, unless you want the Iraqi Armor platoon.

OOC: I guess I will take a company at the Water treatment plant. Allah Akbar!

OOC:

Do I command the tanks and the Bradley IFVs, or just the tanks? I would assume just the tanks, as Bradleys often transport riflement, but I want to be sure.

My next post will be primarily an IC post.

~ Romandeos.

OOC: Just ignore me =p

IC: Meanwhile, in the middle of the town, a lonely guy waving a sign that reads "Down with the War" sits on the ground while yelling "Send our troops back home!", the Iraqis just look at him and laugh.

OOC: I'd like to commandeer civvy covered cars and sneak about thirty Iraqi's with AKs and a few SVDs into what looks to be a residential area a little to the left of the center of the map.

Also want to position a whole bunch of snipers and RPGs in the treeline in the south-west corner of the map to harrass American soldiers there.

~ Ferrard

OOC: I'd like to commandeer civvy covered cars and sneak about thirty Iraqi's with AKs and a few SVDs into what looks to be a residential area a little to the left of the center of the map.

Also want to position a whole bunch of snipers and RPGs in the treeline in the south-west corner of the map to harrass American soldiers there.

~ Ferrard

Do this ICly

OOC: I'd like to commandeer civvy covered cars and sneak about thirty Iraqi's with AKs and a few SVDs into what looks to be a residential area a little to the left of the center of the map.

Also want to position a whole bunch of snipers and RPGs in the treeline in the south-west corner of the map to harrass American soldiers there.

~ Ferrard

OOC: Ok, IC it!


@Romandeos: All of them. Just for the sake of this mission, they are all under your command.

@Candistan: Allahu Akbar! I'll do an Iraqi command map now.

OOC: Ok, IC it!


@Romandeos: All of them. Just for the sake of this mission, they are all under your command.

@Candistan: Allahu Akbar! I'll do an Iraqi command map now.

tight

Captain Andrew Jefferson looked towards the port. There it is! He ducked back inside the HUMVEE at which point he grabbed his radio.
First Platoon, Take point. First Sergeant, go with them

OCC: I decided just to do a short post while we wait for further organization.

Do this ICly

OOC: M'kay - thanks

IC: A number of men in non-distinct jackets and robes exited a disorganized jumble of cars making their way through the small housing district in the middle of the west bank. Watching the air, ears peeled for the distinct whirring of a UAV engine, they hurried into the darkened buildings before drawing weapons from under their garments. A few whispered prayers found their way skyward as their utterers chambered rounds and seated the RPG-7s against their shoulders. In the streets, the cars found themselves abandoned across the major thoroughfares, with small presents left in them for the curious.

In the meantime, a quartet of snipers, pride of their trainers, low-crawled through the heavy foliage to a place where, concealed by their mottled green and brown clothes, they had a perfect view of the entire length of water.

~ Ferrard

OOC:

I see. Well, I’m going to assume my unit is one of the two units taking that northern route in the battle plan. Let me know if this is a problem.

Does anybody have any requests to make regarding vehicles from my unit being detached in the engagement and keeping company with them?

IC:

First Lieutenant Robert H. Haverstock, USMC, walked swiftly back to his command tank located with the augmented platoon he would command. Really, he had something which looked more like a light Armored Company than a platoon. The Rifle Company he would keep company with during this advance was already on the move, and he did not desire to look like an idiot by keeping everybody else waiting.

“Sergeant Donahue!” he called out. The middle-aged Marine platoon sergeant leading the lone tank platoon in Haverstock’s unit looked up.

“Yes, sir?” he asked. Donahue was leading his platoon because his platoon lieutenant was injured when his platoon was ordered to take part in this action.

“Get in that tank and get that platoon ready. Where is Sergeant Clarke?”

“In his vehicle, sir,” Donahue replied. Haverstock nodded.

“Get going.”

“Aye, aye, sir,” Donahue said, running to carry out his orders. Haverstock kept moving as he had been, reaching his tank, and climbing up inside.

“AP 6 TO ALL AP ELEMENTS.” He called in to his radio once he was settled, referring in his communication to the Armored Platoon. “BE ADVISED, WE WILL BE MOVING IN JUST A SHORT WHILE TO ATTACK THE ENEMY – OVER.”

OOC:

It is late here, and I will likely need to go to bed soon.

First Sergeant Andrew Mueller nodded as Captain Jefferson ordered him to go with First Platoon.

"First Platoon! We're moving out! Get going!" Sergeant Mueller waved for the men to hurry up.

"Watch your North-North-West flank! We gotta take this port!"

Sergeant Mueller started to slowly move to the bridge separating the Port from the rest of the city. He was very wary of Iraqi snipers.

Abdulah's eagle's eye caught movement through the ten-power scope on his beloved Dragunov. A long shot, just at the edge of his weapon's useful range, well-kept though it was. Bullet drop of about five inches, a necessary two-second lead to allow the lead sufficient time to land on target, no observable crosswind. The sniper blessed the talents of his Soviet - no, Russian now - instructor who had taught him the finer points of physics as applied to sniping.

A leader. The first one to step on the fateful expanse. He was brave, no one could fault the man for that. Abdulah could respect the man, respect his courage rather than seeth with blind hatred like his peers. No, he couldn't shoot this man, especially since he knew a way to maximize the psychological toll on the Americans. War was a big equation, and the leader wasn't enough of a variable. The second was. Energetic. Lively in the way he gestured for them to follow.

Breath in, he could hear his instructor say. Breathe out. Breathe in, Breath out. Hold your breath for a split second as you take up the slack on the trigger. Squeeze gently to reach the breaking point...

CRACK!

Abdulah brought his scope back on target to witness the man take the round in his side, twirling in a macabre slow motion horror film as the Americans behind watched the second man to step on the bridge become their first casualty of the battle. It looked like the round had at least smashed the man's arm. Maybe it had missed the vest and gone straight into the soldier's chest. Maybe it had hit the vest and stopped. Either way, the man was down for the count.

"Allahu Akbar," he heard over the citizen band walkie-talkie on his shoulder. He was already low-crawling back to exfiltrate and make his way to his second sniping spot.

OOC: The snipers are rather ineffective, not being able to fire too many shots without being localized and pulverized, but it should be a rather telling morale hit.

~ Ferrard

Serpent Company Strength: 213 men?

The order had been given too the company.

They were set too move out, as intelligence reported the arrival of enemy adavance units. The soldiers had been woken crudly, by the seargents striking thier rifle butts on the steel lining of the bunks in the barracks.

Loaded up, the Company, known as "Serpent Company" proceeded too thier trenches, dug pre-invasion. Morale was low, as news of the crushing defeats from colaition air strikes had been well acknowledged by Serpent Company. Rumors ran rampant of Saddaam's capture.

The Lieutenant stood tall, examining his men run out into the dark, hopping into thier various trenches. The men manned thier soviet style, pre-postioned machine guns, ready too place fire on the bridges.

A select group wwere designated too bring ammo out from the munitions supply positions. The company had in total 3 command posts. The Lieuteneant figured if he could hold these, until another company, better yet an armored company could arrive, that he would force the marines too stall on the bridges, long enough for it too be destryoed.

"RPG count, Seargent."

"Sir, 27 soldiers equipped with launchers, with plenty of ammunition."

"Good, keep them near the Machine gun nests."

"And our snipers?"

"All 17 of them should be on our rofftop, sand bagged positions."

"Good thinking sir."

The men still scurried about, getting too thier positions.

OOC: This is pulled directly out of my ass, so disregard it if it doesnt work, but I was thinking:

http://img168.imageshack.us/my.php?image=aaaapm6.png

Red= Command Post
Blue Dot= MG Nest
Yellow= Supply depot
Green= IED's, anti vehicle utility

OOC: Scrap the post above. I was skimming through the OOC when I spotted wanderjar saying he was cordinating the companies and way points. My bad.

OOC: Hate to break the IC flow, but am I still in with the FR team, or should I just sideline it till the next one?

OOC: Scrap the post above. I was skimming through the OOC when I spotted wanderjar saying he was cordinating the companies and way points. My bad.

OOC: Ausha that post is fine! Keep it!

@Imitoria: Thats cool. :)

I'm not really coordinating the companies for this one. Those blue lines on the map are what I want the Marines to do, and those blue circles are things that the iraqis need to defend.

OOC: I just wiki'ed it, and the Republican Guard still existed at the time of the invasion. Basra's important enough that I'm sure there'll be some well-trained Iraqis around. They might not quite match up to American standards, but they're better than the Fedayeen (a lot better)

IC: Women and elderly were closing their doors, clicking the locks shut and hoping that gunfire wouldn't find their houses as their defenders filtered through the neighborhood. On the edge of the residential area windows closed, secured lightly shut by the soldiers inside. They arranged the chairs in the vacated houses to make themselves comfortable - no one knew how long the wait until the order would be, and all watched the road a scarce fifty yards beyond them anxiously, hoping their approach hadn't been spotted. The damned infidels sometimes seemed omnipotent with their eyes-in-the-sky that all those vaunted Soviet SAMs couldn't even see.

To the left flank of the fifty or so men, another group the same size was waiting below the north bank of the small river parallel to the road, hidden the best they could within the shrubs and foliage. Deep in prayer, many searched their memories and replayed some to goad themselves, magnify the rage for the Americans until it was at fever pitch. They were ready and eagerly awaiting the order, the chance to trap and liquidate the infidels who dared to invade their country.

Sergeant Qati glanced up and down his line with concern. He wasn't sure whether the orders his men had received would be followed. Encirclement was the eventual aim, but encirclement while leaving a single route out. The American military had proved itself to be very potent even in small numbers, and 2:1 odds had not been deemed sufficient for the Iraqi's to overwhelm their attackers. Qati had visited Mogadishu, examined the details of the battle to great extent, and found that the Americans were terrifyingly efficient at the Art of War. He sighed, whispered a quick prayer for the wisdom of his men, and flipped off the safety on his Kalashnikov.

~ Ferrard

OOC: Just so you know, First Platoon didn't actually go the bridge. They were making their way, but its fine anyways.

Lance Corporal Odom lay silently watching the Northwest Quadrant of the city through his scope. Suddenly First Platoon's Sergeant started screaming the microphone, "CONTACT, WE HAVE CONTACT, NORTHWEST, NO VISUAL, TAKING COVER." He truly had not expected any enemy fire so early. They need not worry though, the Sniper had unknowingly compromised his position.

Odom lay quietly saying a prayer, he took in a breath, and pulled the trigger. He couldn't see if he hit or not.



First Sergeant Mueller, was motioning his men towards the bridge, when suddenly a loud gunshot ringed out. He immediately told his men to take cover, they all ran for a nearby berm. Sergeant Mueller knew full well he could not stay here very long. The Iraqi's had armor and he didn't know if they were willing to use it or not. Sergeant Mueller, quickly took out his radio:

"AP ELEMENTS! WE HAVE SMALL ARMS FIRE, POSSIBLE SNIPER, BE ADVISED, NORTHWEST QUADRANT, OVER"

All he could do now was hope that his armor would be cleared to hunt this bastard down. Meanwhile, Private First Class Stricklin and some of the other men were trying to give medical aid to Gunnery Sergeant Cleveland. He had been shot in the side and he was quickly bleeding out. Sergeant Mueller quickly got on the radio again:

"Kilo One, this is Kilo Two, we have casualties, one hit, need a HUMVEE for Medivac right away, Over."

Sergeant Mueller, listened for a reply from the other end.


OOC: Kilo One is Federated Prussia.

OOC: This is the way I was thinking my troops would be layed out - the red lines are the "staging points" or defensive lines that the soldiers are moving towards right now from the south, and the red stars are (will be, for the two in the north) my four snipers. Only one of them has fired so far, and he is in transit, relocating. This was super-imposed on Ausha's map, and I'm sorry if it seems to negate part of your hook formation. The Yellow circle is the bridge that still remains uncovered - we need an Iraqi RP to cover that, Ausha can hold the center, and my soldiers to the west can loop north and attempt a limited envelopment (because of lack of discipline, they may attempt a full envelopment, which would be pretty stupid to cage the Americans in).

Edit: For the record, the soldiers in the residential area will be hidden inside the buildings and probably won't be seen once in place. There is a chance that a UAV might pick up the soldiers in the riverbed because one can't hide as well under foliage.

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/tugboatyan/Map1.png

~ Ferrard

SSgt. Walt West was leaning back against a earth wall on the side of the command post, the cigarillo haning loosely from his lips. An M4A1 lay against the wall next to him, barrel up, safety off, magazine in the breach. Cocked, locked, and ready to rock. He sighed, watching the main ground elements move out for the assault on the city, wondering exactly when the military would realise the easiest way to take back the city was to put him and his eight man team on the edge of said city with a laser designator and a couple of Hornets up in the air dropping LGBs. He smashed out the cigarillo, and pushed himself to his feet, grabbing his rifle and slinging it over his shoulder.

The man was Marine Corp Force Reconnaissance, a Staff Seargant in one of the most elite of the elites. And today, the elites were getting restless. He watched as Marines moved out to take positions in preperation for the assault. He turned his radio to the open tactical network in order to hear it has it happened, while he walked to the command center. He pushed open the door, moved to the commander of the operation, and offered a crisp salute.

"Sir, SSgt. West, you requested my presence sir? What do ya need us to go kill?"

ooc: Alrighty, lets give Force Recon something to do! Who exactly is representing overall Marine command, so I know who to direct my posts towards.

OOC: Yay my map stands. Oh and Lithoria, whats the name of your company? Mine is Serpent. A callsign with make our communications more accurate and realistic.

The soldiers were in position now, IED's now littered the roads, snipers scope trained on the bridges, and te Machine Gun nests have a good stockpile of ammo by each of them. It would be grim for the marines.

The Lieutenant, a former Afghan fighter- turned Republican Guard, was carefull too clarify with his seargents, showing them a tactical view map.

"Seargent any new on the Company Northeast of us?"

"None yet sir. Yet we do know they have positions in the southern area of the supply depot" He pointed.

"And further back, in the houses."

"Good, let us get in contact, bring me the radio."

" This is Kilo One receiving Kilo Two."
" HUMVEE is on the way for the Whiskey Indigo Alpha"
" Order is to take cover and create a base of fire, over."
" 2nd Platoon and Third Herd are en route."
" Shake and Bake (Artilley) is awaiting orders."

This thread stated already?
[tags]

"Affirmative Kilo One,
establishing base of fire,
wounded is ready for transport,
will give coordinates when confirmed, over."

Sergeant Mueller began yelling,

"I want a base of fire to the Northwest! 2nd Platoon and Third Herd are inbound for support! Let's give these camel jockey's a run for their money!"

First Platoon immediately opened fire to the northwest.

"Fredericks! I want that 249's round's saved, conserve your ammo!"

OOC: Hold on, which bridge did the sniper take someone out on? I was presuming the Marines had pressed towards the north bridge from the Northwest corner and that one of my snipers in the tree-line took a man out with a long-ranged shot before relocating... are you RPing your soldiers crossing the South bridge?

~ Ferrard

OOC: Yes we are crossing the south bridge, and one of my snipers shot at your sniper, and I am waiting for you to say he was either hit or not.


Also I am including the maps, in the main thread:

Key
Blue Thumbtack: Marine Location
Red Thumbtack: Iraqi Location
White Thumbtack: Critical Point
Green Thumbtack: Marine Critical Objective Point
Yellow Line: Iraqi Defensive Line
Light Blue Line: IED infected road

Port Tactical Map
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v462/Patriot90/Port.jpg





Iraqi Tactical Map 1
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v462/Patriot90/Iraqi1.jpg




Iraqi Tactical Map 2
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v462/Patriot90/Iraqi2.jpg




Marine Tactical Map 1
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v462/Patriot90/Marine1.jpg

Ghaaaaaaaaa!
I'm lost!

OK, time to BS a resserve platoon in (though it should be a company)
No armor, a few mortars, Designated marksmen are few, so I just set up my AK armed guys inside houses, and my snipers overlooking two bridges (from island).

Now for IC, must think of names....

Okay... I think we might want to see if we can rustle up Wander from wherever he is so that he can pass judgement on which way the Marines are coming from... because right now our posts aren't gelling, and one or the other of us probably needs to re-write them... *slightly confused*

Wander... Wander, where are you?

~ Ferrard

Okay... I think we might want to see if we can rustle up Wander from wherever he is so that he can pass judgement on which way the Marines are coming from... because right now our posts aren't gelling, and one or the other of us probably needs to re-write them... *slightly confused*

Wander... Wander, where are you?

~ Ferrard

he is to busy playing BF 2142, Company of Heroes, Medieval Total War Two, and Dawn of War: Dark Crusade

OOC: Crap my CP's are in the Marines objective. Expect another map, which details my full defenses, including bunkers, land mine, IED areas, CP's, trench lines, etc.

"Lieutenant, the Marines are crossing the North West bridge."

"What of the recon on our bridge?"

"We have a squad of observers constantly checking it."

"Anything?"

"Nothing yet."

"Alright, on the northern end of the bridge, I want a full IED, Land Mine, both AT and AI."

"Sir, what of our counter-attack?"

"Don't you see?! There will be no counter attack! Lies by our government, we are in the losing end of a hopeless fight."

"Sir, what you say is treason..."

"Yet does this changes its truthfulness?"

The officer scurried out of the tent. Land mines, both AI and AT are being placed on Northern tip of bridge. Trench lines are extend.

OOC: Um New Ausha, we are crossing the most Southernly bridge.

OOC:
K,

ERROR, backup subroutine booting up... please stand by...
RP style OOC self-starting, single thread...

Suggestion: Post links to player controled unit stats and overall team stats (inculding NPCs) on first post of this thread. (makes it easier to keep track of who's who)

Starting IC...

IC:
OOC error, spawn point occupied by americans...
Finding new spawn...
Taking liberties such as pre-placed IEDs and demoliion charges on all bridges..

2nd southernmost bridge, on both sides.

IC (attempt 2)
Island side:
The sniper grinned as he saw the americans aproach the southernmost bridge from the safety of a building, he was well inside and in the shadows, he doubted that anyone could see him. He looked dpwn at a remote detonator, and scanned the bridge, looking for any signs of them finding the well hidden demolition charges as he watched an AAVT7 (amphibious armored personel carrier, tracked) lumber up to the bridge.

Mainland side, south:
No forces here...

Mainland, North:
The Iraqi infantry rushed into the many houses, and took up concealed positions, with them they had RPG-7s.

Island, Northwest bridge:
Would be the focus for Iraqi artillery under the command of [insert random Iraqi name here]. Here would mostly heavy and meduim mortars, gaurded by light cannons and heavy machine guns.

2nd southernmost bridge:
Demolished.

OOC: All right... lets see if we can salvage this.

IC: (Scratch all my previous posts except for the one with the sniper) Abdulah once more praised Allah that he had been trained so well. The Americans were especially on the ball today, and he would have to be careful. Already his recently vacated spot had come under fire from an enemy sniper, one precision shot landing exactly where his head would have been had he not followed his training dutifully. As he low-crawled into place several hundred feet south, he shouldered his rifle again and scanned the scene before him.

The American sniper. Where is he? But his adversary was nowhere to be found, and until the other sniper was identified, Abdulah would let his less capable comrades lash out at the Americans.

-----

In the treeline south of the bridge, Sergeant Qati tempered his men. He scanned the sky through the trees continuously, knowing even so that it would be nearly impossible to react in time if a UAV or one of those feared attack helicopters emerged overhead. His stinger soldiers were much dispersed and couldn't fire effectively through the foliage anyways.

-----

Three quartets of men sat by glass-less windows, having ensured the windows to be clear an hour before with the buttstocks of their AKs. Each quartet had a different angle on the bridge and four RPG-7s. Half were experienced gunners, taught by veterans of Afghanistan's Mujahadeen that had fought the Soviet occupation. The other six were in training, and it was their job to reload once the gunners had fired their first rockets. Each man had three reloads on his back with a fourth rocket seated in the launcher. A total of 48 rockets, fired in volleys of six. Honestly, the experienced gunners had already made their peace, knowing that if the Americans had air-support, then they were destined to die today. And so they waited for their moment of fate, quietly examining their weapons for any defects or damage.

-----

On the east bank of The Island, a pair of men emerged from the water. Stripping off their facemasks, the two of them spit out their SCUBA breathers and brought the two wires up to the tiny control snuggly fit on the underside of the bridge. The status LED blinked green at the divers, and they connected the electric leads to the radio receiver. The East span was now live and wired; all it would take would be one signal from HQ and the entire bridge would collapse into the water. The divers hoped it wouldn't happen; the bridge was history itself. But war had little respect for history, they knew, and to have a history, a country had to exist.

OOC: Okay, here's the new map of my deployments with the Americans coming from the south.

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/tugboatyan/BasraPlanOne.png

It's a little hard to see - I'll make the symbols bigger next time.

The red line is my holding area where the Iraqis are stopped for the moment. The four red stars are my snipers, and the three yellow lightning bolts are the three RPG-teams. The East Span is highlighted with red, and if American troops head in that direction, they'll get onto the bridge and then it'll blow out from under them.

~ Ferrard

OOC: Sorry, I looked at a map that had the northern most bridge circled. I figured that was your movement.

New map: http://img245.imageshack.us/my.php?image=aaaazn1.png

Red= Command post
Yellow= Supply Depot
Green: IED's, Anti Infantry/Vehicle mines
Blue= Machine gun
Purple: The lieutenant

Lithoria, we're in the same area. Therefore we have a strong precence here. Whats your company name and troop strength?

OOC: If I were to join the Iraqi side could I be a squad leader? And how many Iraqi troops are there? Also what weapons can we use and do armoured vechiles like Humvees. (no idea what it is classified as)Also if you don't care what weapons we use as long as it is made Iraq what year is this in?

OOC:

@ Ausha: Well, I'm kinda disorganized - no real company name, but a sergeant is commanding two squads of fifty arrayed along the south and west edge of the southern road (the two red lines), there are four Soviet-trained snipers at the stars on my map, and the yellow lightning bolts are the RPG teams.

@ Gente Del Agua: Sure methinks; you'd just have to show where your soldiers would be. As for equipment, think about what the Iraqi Army would have: examples would be AK-47s and their variants or cheap Chinese rip-offs, and for vehicles there are about ten T-72 tanks and a few BTRs at our disposal; they would die the moment they reach open ground though, because the Americans have five Abrams and a number of Javalin missiles, plus a possibility of Close Air Support in the form of F-16Cs and Mavarick missiles. Really the only hope for the Iraqis is to turn it into a close quarters infantry conflict, which will be hard to force.

~ Ferrard

OOC:

@ Gente Del Agua: Sure methinks; you'd just have to show where your soldiers would be. As for equipment, think about what the Iraqi Army would have: examples would be AK-47s and their variants or cheap Chinese rip-offs, and for vehicles there are about ten T-72 tanks and a few BTRs at our disposal; they would die the moment they reach open ground though, because the Americans have five Abrams and a number of Javalin missiles, plus a possibility of Close Air Support in the form of F-16Cs and Mavarick missiles. Really the only hope for the Iraqis is to turn it into a close quarters infantry conflict, which will be hard to force.

~ Ferrard

Well if they can get a few T-72s from the USSR/Russia I think they should atleast be able to field the AEK-971 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AEK-971)

Well if they can get a few T-72s from the USSR/Russia I think they should atleast be able to field the AEK-971 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AEK-971)

Sorry, take another look at that weapon - it hasn't even completed field trials with the Russian Army yet. No way that they're going to be exporting it already. Besides, the T-72 is old tech and hardly even a match for the M1A2 Abrams. It might fare evenly against a Post-Vietnam M-60 maybe.

You're a lot more likely to find AK-47s. AK-74s were exported mainly to just the Warsaw Pact nations and Yugoslavia. Most weapons made more recently than the AK-74 have been kept within Russian borders.

~ Ferrard

Damnit, why did the USSR have to collapse right before we needed it for this RP :-( Ah well, can't the Iraqi army atleast buy their own weapons for Christ's sake :p

By now, First Platoon had laid down devastating base fire across the bridge. Thousands of rounds of ammunition were rapidly being expended in an effort to keep the Iraqi's down. Now, the second and third platoons arrived. They soon prepared to cross the bridge. But first...

" This is Kilo One to Armor Commander, requesting Abrams to be used in crossing, over!"

By now, First Platoon had laid down devastating base fire across the bridge. Thousands of rounds of ammunition were rapidly being expended in an effort to keep the Iraqi's down. Now, the second and third platoons arrived. They soon prepared to cross the bridge. But first...

" This is Kilo One to Armor Commander, requesting Abrams to be used in crossing, over!"


Haven't you heard of ammo rations?

Haven't you heard of ammo rations?

perhaps you haven't heard of the amazing American Logistics system?

Right right, i'll just use several thousand bullets withen an hour then wait, risking lives of other troops, to bring me some ammo so I can do the same thing. While the enemy snipes a few of the troops who are delivering our ammo. Yay me, atleast I get to shoot my gun :clap:

OOC: I'm here. What happened so far?


IC: The 7th Iraqi Company, heavily armed, began the route to Al-Basra. Most of them consisted of snipers and RPG soldiers.
Ameil Jarad, the leading officer of the company, was a sly commander who would do whatever it takes to get to the objective. He then snatched a radio transmitter from the nearest soldier and began starting up the equipment.

"This is Ameil Jarad, commander of the 7th Iraqi Company, over. Where should I move my men? We have snipers and RPG's ready to be used."

Right right, i'll just use several thousand bullets withen an hour then wait, risking lives of other troops, to bring me some ammo so I can do the same thing. While the enemy snipes a few of the troops who are delivering our ammo. Yay me, atleast I get to shoot my gun :clap:

You're welcome to try and interdict our Supply convoys.

Haven't you heard of ammo rations?

OOC: Hey now, if he wants to use up his logistics train, let 'im :p I think there may be a bit of a problem here.

IC: Sergeant Qati's men were flinching - indiscriminate fire was ripping into the foliage above them while they held themselves low to the ground. Qati was glad to see that discipline was holding - none had fired back. Let the Americans pound empty woods. They'll grow confident, and in that confidence we can defeat them.

-----

It felt to Sayed that he was already in paradise. Such a shooting gallery lined up for his Soviet-honed skills, and such a fine weapon the Soviets had designed. The Dragunov was feather light in his hands as he glided it into aim, the crosshairs square between the eyes of an infidel, so confident and secure behind his machinegun.

CRACK! And the bullet was on its way.

Seeing the pink mist from the impact, Sayed smiled malevolently and chose another target. The next gunner over. CRACK! And a miss - a puff of wind caught the bullet and it smacked the ground harmlessly next to the man.

A voice over the radio - Abdulah. The man worried too much, just like his mother. There is no way that the Americans could know that I am in here. he thought.

-----

Abdulah whispered urgently into the radio - the idiot Sayed wasn't relocating! Any moment now an artillery shell would arc down and turn one of his brothers into dust. That imbicile! It was useless to pray for him.

~ Ferrard

Captain Andrew Jefferson cursed as a sniper's bullet nailed one of his machine gunners. He wanted them in better cover. But at least a few snipers had shown their positions.

" This is Kilo one to Artilley Command. One Shake and Bake requesting on woods, three salvos."

With that six 155mm shells shot, quickly followed by twelve more.

OOC: I'm here. What happened so far?


IC: The 7th Iraqi Company, heavily armed, began the route to Al-Basra. Most of them consisted of snipers and RPG soldiers.
Ameil Jarad, the leading officer of the company, was a sly commander who would do whatever it takes to get to the objective. He then snatched a radio transmitter from the nearest soldier and began starting up the equipment.

"This is Ameil Jarad, commander of the 7th Iraqi Company, over. Where should I move my men? We have snipers and RPG's ready to be used."


Is it it fair that we could see this convoy moving up and call in a Air strike?

You're welcome to try and interdict our Supply convoys.

OOC: Why, thank you. Mind if you tell me where to go? Damnit, mind if I use a variant of the AK-47 that is more accurate? Damnit, I can't find what was the standard issue rifle of the Iraqi army in the 1980's!!

Is it it fair that we could see this convoy moving up and call in a Air strike?

Is it fair that you could SHUT UP and take spam to the ooc?

Is it fair that you could SHUT UP and take spam to the ooc?

Aggressive? that was a simple question...
okay taking it to OCC...

Captain Andrew Jefferson cursed as a sniper's bullet nailed one of his machine gunners. He wanted them in better cover. But at least a few snipers had shown their positions.

" This is Kilo one to Artilley Command. One Shake and Bake requesting on woods, three salvos."

With that six 155mm shells shot, quickly followed by twelve more.

OOC: Mmm... sorry I didn't make it clear - Sayed is sniping from inside a building, not the woods, and none of the other snipers fired with him.

Unless it was your intention to hit the woods in general, in which case I'll gleefully show you the resulting stir-fry.

~ Ferrard

OOC: Mmm... sorry I didn't make it clear - Sayed is sniping from inside a building, not the woods, and none of the other snipers fired with him.

Unless it was your intention to hit the woods in general, in which case I'll gleefully show you the resulting stir-fry.

~ Ferrard

Well I assumed you shot from the woods, but was replying for the snipers, so ill hit the buildings. However I'll probably hit the woods later, since it would be safe to assume you have men hidden there.

Well I assumed you shot from the woods, but was replying for the snipers, so ill hit the buildings. However I'll probably hit the woods later, since it would be safe to assume you have men hidden there.

OOC: The arty is going to murder the people there - I wonder whether they'll have a reason to move out of there just yet...

IC: Sayed cackled as he slapped a new magazine home into the rifle and chambered a round. He keyed the radio.

"Abdulah, you old woman, see? They haven't the slightest idea where I am!" Another squeeze of the trigger, another miss. Sayed didn't even seem to notice in his euphoric response to the power of Zeus.

-----

Abdulah hung his head as he heard the incoming. The ground shook with each impact, and by the time the explosions ceased, the building where his friend had been was hidden in an immense cloud of concrete dust. Sayed's radio was, of course, dead.

~ Ferrard

The platoon of troops commanded under Second Lieutenant Boris Korkough had just gotten word from HQ that their platoon was to be moved to the woods to support an brother company that was being fired at.

Boris himself had joined the Iraqi army instead of the Russian military because his mother was a daughter of an Iraqi Republic Guard battalion commader. Plus he didn't love the Russian goverment or had an overwhelming sence of patriotism for Russia as he did Iraq.

All of his platoon were Iraqi, and he himself was a replacement for their platoon commander of five years and would have to prove himself to these men of a "different race", as his men put it, even though he was 3/4 Iraqi.

His men held fifty-five AK-47s, ten RPG-7s, and a sniper wielding a Dragunov SVD. All of his men were hardened by the testimony of war for atleast two years, while he himself had just graduated from the Kamilov Army Instituiton (equivelant to Virginia Military Institution (VMI)) and didn't even go threw Iraqi training.

Now they moved...

OOC: I'm here. What happened so far?


IC: The 7th Iraqi Company, heavily armed, began the route to Al-Basra. Most of them consisted of snipers and RPG soldiers.
Ameil Jarad, the leading officer of the company, was a sly commander who would do whatever it takes to get to the objective. He then snatched a radio transmitter from the nearest soldier and began starting up the equipment.

"This is Ameil Jarad, commander of the 7th Iraqi Company, over. Where should I move my men? We have snipers and RPG's ready to be used."

Ameil Jarad muttered a curse under his breath, took his AK-47, waved it in the air and began screaming chants in (insert the language they use here). "For the Allah!!!!!! Let us aid our brothers against the foreign devil. We shall kill the infidels!" Fellow Iraqi men joined in on the cheering. Soon the whole company was up and yelling.

Jarad then rallied his forces and took the road towards Al-Basra...

OOC: I'm here. What happened so far?


IC: The 7th Iraqi Company, heavily armed, began the route to Al-Basra. Most of them consisted of snipers and RPG soldiers.
Ameil Jarad, the leading officer of the company, was a sly commander who would do whatever it takes to get to the objective. He then snatched a radio transmitter from the nearest soldier and began starting up the equipment.

"This is Ameil Jarad, commander of the 7th Iraqi Company, over. Where should I move my men? We have snipers and RPG's ready to be used."

*Transmission*
Roger 7th Company, this is serpent company. We are holding along with another company, on the southern bridge. We request you too please send some men, too secure the empty trenches around the supply depot, as it is vital. (See my map)

As for any RPG soldier you may have, it would be wise too put them on the northern bridges, as only a few pockets of men are holding there.

You may also want too re-supply at the depot, as it is well stocked. Fuel is included.

If you have any tanks, these are vital. Please bring them too idle positions, so that they may be utilized in the first gap we get in our defenses.

We are in desperate need of mortars. Please report too the Lieutenant (purple dot on map) and drop off ANY spare mortars.

Be wary of using the roads, that are designated with mines. (Once again, on map)

*Transmission*
Roger 7th Company, this is serpent company. We are holding along with another company, on the southern bridge. We request you too please send some men, too secure the empty trenches around the supply depot, as it is vital. (See my map)

As for any RPG soldier you may have, it would be wise too put them on the northern bridges, as only a few pockets of men are holding there.

You may also want too re-supply at the depot, as it is well stocked. Fuel is included.

If you have any tanks, these are vital. Please bring them too idle positions, so that they may be utilized in the first gap we get in our defenses.

We are in desperate need of mortars. Please report too the Lieutenant (purple dot on map) and drop off ANY spare mortars.

Be wary of using the roads, that are designated with mines. (Once again, on map)

ooc: where is the map?


IC: Ameil, upon hearing the signal, reported back to Serpent Company.

*transmission start*

My men are on the way. Thank you for the advice, brother, we will use it for our righteous cause. We have many RPG men for your disposal as well as a few tanks. We would need a map for the area. This is Jameil out.

OOC: Consider this post null-and-void until such time as an Abrams approaches the Southern Bridge

IC: Surveying the scene before him, Abdulah watched the Americans press forward, under sparse fire but still laying down suppression, as though his Iraqi brothers would show their faces just yet.

A rising plume of dust caught his eye. The radio crackled when he keyed the transmit button.

"Commander," Abdulah whispered into the mouthpiece. "One American tank advancing towards the bridge. Estimated distance from the bridge..." he glanced at the static rangefinder in his scope. "...four hundred meters."

"Acknowledged," the commander replied. His voice came again: "Adders," he said, referring to the three RPG teams. "Standby for launch."

-----

Within two buildings and a small copse south of the bridge, six seperate men sat up a little straighter, shouldered the RPG-7s, and prepared to stand and fire. Their loading boys held the second set of launchers in hand, extra rockets already loosened for easy grasp.

~ Ferrard

Surveying the scene before him, Abdulah watched the Americans press forward, under sparse fire but still laying down suppression, as though his Iraqi brothers would show their faces just yet.

A rising plume of dust caught his eye. The radio crackled when he keyed the transmit button.

"Commander," Abdulah whispered into the mouthpiece. "One American tank advancing towards the bridge. Estimated distance from the bridge..." he glanced at the static rangefinder in his scope. "...four hundred meters."

"Acknowledged," the commander replied. His voice came again: "Adders," he said, referring to the three RPG teams. "Standby for launch."

-----

Within two buildings and a small copse south of the bridge, six seperate men sat up a little straighter, shouldered the RPG-7s, and prepared to stand and fire. Their loading boys held the second set of launchers in hand, extra rockets already loosened for easy grasp.

~ Ferrard
Hold on, theres no armor yet. I am awaiting for that request to be approved.

ooc: where is the map?


IC: Ameil, upon hearing the signal, reported back to Serpent Company.

*transmission start*

My men are on the way. Thank you for the advice, brother, we will use it for our righteous cause. We have many RPG men for your disposal as well as a few tanks. We would need a map for the area. This is Jameil out.

OOC: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=12061229&postcount=37

The corporal shot up, too tell his Lieutenant the good news.

The platoon now had a name for the company they were moving towards, it was S Company. Several troops used to be part of the unit before they were moved to the new platoon and were happy to be joining it again.

2nd Lt. Korkough was also instilled with a sort of pride to fight along S Company, he had heard many tales of their engagements and was sure, or atleast hopefully, that his platoon would be part of such stories. He soon realized such tales could only be exagerations brought on by Iraqi propagana.

His unit had swung far West, so that they exited the city, and looped around and began to come on S company's rear.
--

Korkough ordered the Radio man up, "Papui, radio S Company and tell them 2nd Platoon, C Company, 4th Battalion was moving up on their rear!" The radio man then relaid the message to S Company via radio. Lt. Korkough then spew a few orders, "Sniper, up front! 1st Squad move your asses ten meters behind him. Then the RPG in the middle, 2nd and 3rd squad will hold the rear."

The troops relunctancly followed order from this man of a "different race". Though, though they did like him a little better do to his knowledge of tactics, even though he wasn't one of them.... yet.

An Updated map with all the details I know how to include:

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/tugboatyan/BasraPlanTwo.png

Red lines = 100 Iraqis under Sergeant Qati
Three Red Stars = Russian trained snipers under Abdulah
Blue Box = Area where Americans staging from
Yellow Lightning Bolts = RPG-7 teams (4 per bolt)
Purple dot = Ausha Lieutenant
Orange box = Ausha entrenchments
Green lines = Mined roadways
Red splotch on East Bridge = Bridge wired to blow up if need be
Red Arrow in Northwest corner = incoming Iraqi reinforcements

~ Ferrard

An Updated map with all the details I know how to include:

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/tugboatyan/BasraPlanTwo.png

Red lines = 100 Iraqis under Sergeant Qati
Three Red Stars = Russian trained snipers under Abdulah
Blue Box = Area where Americans staging from
Yellow Lightning Bolts = RPG-7 teams (4 per bolt)
Purple dot = Ausha Lieutenant
Orange box = Ausha entrenchments
Green lines = Mined roadways
Red splotch on East Bridge = Bridge wired to blow up if need be
Red Arrow in Northwest corner = incoming Iraqi reinforcements

~ Ferrard

I'm right behind you and RP with me man. im coming to reinforce YOU-OOC

OOC: Yep - I started the map before your post, so that's the first thing to happen - third Iraqi platoon approaching the Southern Bridge.

~ Ferrard

An Updated map with all the details I know how to include:

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/tugboatyan/BasraPlanTwo.png

Red lines = 100 Iraqis under Sergeant Qati
Three Red Stars = Russian trained snipers under Abdulah
Blue Box = Area where Americans staging from
Yellow Lightning Bolts = RPG-7 teams (4 per bolt)
Purple dot = Ausha Lieutenant
Orange box = Ausha entrenchments
Green lines = Mined roadways
Red splotch on East Bridge = Bridge wired to blow up if need be
Red Arrow in Northwest corner = incoming Iraqi reinforcements

~ Ferrard


OOC: Just too be clear, my defensive box is wired with renches, and incoming mortars, which emplacments are already set up. Machine gun "pillboxes" and bunkers litter the trench lines. And that yellow box on my map, the supply depot, is not in your map, but I want it too remain.

Also the bridge in front of me is under heavy surevillance, and is being wired too blow, with C3.

Maldorians should form up near the deopt. This area will be good too stage counter armored offensives.

The 7th company marched down the road, carelessly since they knew they were almost in fellow Iraqi positions. Upon sighting a new roadway, Ameil stopped for a minute and called a soldier forward.

"Mazrit, is that road mined?"

"Well sir, I am truly not sure. Maybe if we-"

Mazrit was cut of by the roar of Ameil.

"Walk down the road....NOW!"

Hesitantly, Mazrit slowly walked down the possible booby-trapped road...

OOC: Just too be clear, my defensive box is wired with renches, and incoming mortars, which emplacments are already set up. Machine gun "pillboxes" and bunkers litter the trench lines. And that yellow box on my map, the supply depot, is not in your map, but I want it too remain.

Also the bridge in front of me is under heavy surevillance, and is being wired too blow, with C3.

Maldorians should form up near the deopt. This area will be good too stage counter armored offensives.

OOC: Erm... I'm not sure there has been sufficient time to fortify the area quite that severely... at the best we probably could have managed sand-bagged machinegun positions and shallow trenches.

And yeah - my mistake about the supply depot - it's just inside the "hook" made by the top of the mined roads.

Addenum - I'd hope those are remotely detonated IEDs and not actually automated land-mines. Would you mine your own house to defend it when you're not all that good at disabling the durned things?

~ Ferrard

The Marines were still waiting at the bridge, but for the meantime, Captain Jefferson decided to use the overwhelming power of the U.S. Military in meanwhile.

" This is Kilo One to overflight Baker-19"
" This is Baker-19"
" Target is enemy entrenchments, requesting bombing run."
" Bombing run confirmed."
With that two F-16c's peeled off and attacked the postions.

Four 2,000IB JDAMS showed the overwhelming firepower of the United States Airforce.

Meanwhile, the Artilley remained ready.

First Sergeant Mueller screamed at the top of his lungs,

"Cease fire!"

With that a nearby building exploded into a barrage of debris and dust.

His men began to yell in excitement,

"Ok we need to draw their sniper fire."

"Martins, I want you to take three men. Get behind that wall up there, but do it quickly. Draw their fire, but don't slow down at all."

"Yes sir," and Martins ran off to follow the orders he had been given.

Abdulah tracked the four men easily. What were they doing? His instructors voice droned on in his mind. Patience. Patience rewards those who wait for opportunity.

Time to play a card.

"Obanni, Mohan, fire at will. Maintain fire discipline," he chided them, "lest you re-unite with Sayed before your time."
"Understood."
"Acknowledged."
"May Allah watch over you," he said, then seated the rifle more securely against his shoulder.

A pair of shots rang out as he watched. No more than that. If they had heeded his advice and remembered Sayed's unfortunate example, then they were already moving, having slipped away from their first firing spot like ghosts.

What sort of mischief would this stir?

-----

OOC: I have a prior engagement to prepare for now, so I shall take my leave. Just some pre-set scenarios of what to do with my troops if something happens: If a tank crosses the bridge, all three RPG teams will open fire on the Abrams, hopefully disabling it. If a U.S. unit gets onto the Eastern bridge, then it goes kablooey along with the soldiers on it. If artillery starts hitting the trees, then Sergeant Qati will lead his men in a quick forward charge, then pull back into the urban area.

The snipers are going to stay as observers from now on unless ordered by another Iraqi unit to open fire. The three of them are smart enough that they'll take one shot and then move to a new vantage point.

Have fun gaming - I'll be back maybe tonight, probably more like tomorrow.

~ Ferrard

As the 7th Company reached the depot, they began setting up small entrenchs with RPG soldiers on the lookout for anything suspicious.


*transmission to Snake Company*

We are at the depot. Do you need the tanks and RPG's? If so brother, how many do you need? For Allah!!!!!!! Ameil....out.

OOC: Erm... I'm not sure there has been sufficient time to fortify the area quite that severely... \

OOC: This is very true.

Anyway, I am apparently signed up as an American commander, and as such would like a run-down of who (forum-name wise) is who, where their IC companies are, and what they're doing.

OOC: Why, thank you. Mind if you tell me where to go? Damnit, mind if I use a variant of the AK-47 that is more accurate? Damnit, I can't find what was the standard issue rifle of the Iraqi army in the 1980's!!
Most likely AK-47 Copies (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tabuk_%28firearm%29)

[Inserts Company B Commander's name: Ahmed Jarrah]

Jarrah viewed what he had at his command:
4 Designated Marksmen (4 teams [one DM /w/ one assistant]) armed with Tabuk M70B Sniper Rifles (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tabuk_%28firearm%29) (Yugoslavian AK (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M76_%28weapon%29), I just Wikied AK rifles and looked at what type the Iraqis used)
32 conscripts armed with AK-47 clones
4 Anti-tank troops, each armed with an RPG-7 and 6 rounds.
8 Officers, armed with AK-47 and TT-3 pistol clone

Section level:
1 DM /w/ M70
1 RPG-7 gunner
8 Conscripts
2 officers

Hmmm, nobody has claimed to RP Juba yet...
*swipe*

OOC: This is at the Port Island
IC: "Move into positions!" Yelled Liutenant Muammar Bengazi. "Light the barricades!"
On the wired bridge a massive barricade of tires and wood was doused with gasoline and lit on fire. The thick black smoke drifted over the river towards the american position. Similar smaller piles were lit all around the island making an improvised anti-aircraft barrier. Bengazi ran back to the HQ and sent a signal to his comrades.
"The fires have been lit. What shall we do next?"

OOC: Erm... I'm not sure there has been sufficient time to fortify the area quite that severely... at the best we probably could have managed sand-bagged machinegun positions and shallow trenches.

And yeah - my mistake about the supply depot - it's just inside the "hook" made by the top of the mined roads.

Addenum - I'd hope those are remotely detonated IEDs and not actually automated land-mines. Would you mine your own house to defend it when you're not all that good at disabling the durned things?

~ Ferrard

History of Basra: (From wikipedia)

2003: Iraq War and occupation
In March through May of 2003, the outskirts of Basra were the scene of heavy fighting in the 2003 invasion of Iraq. British forces, led by units of 7th Armoured Brigade, took the city on 6 April 2003. This city was the first stop for the United States and the United Kingdom, during the 2003 Invasion of Iraq.

So the campaign began in March, and it took about a month too take. For the sophistication of coalition forces, not too mention pre-assault air operations. The defenders had more than sand bags and a few guys with machine guns. I'd expect trenches, and barbed wire, along with MG posts, as I have described. Also take into the fact, that I actually dont have that many men. It seems fair enough.

Sources: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basra

Also, oil implementations were mined with explosives, all around basra, if that has any effect too help us out.

"Entering Basra had only been achieved after two weeks of conflict, which included the biggest tank battle by British forces since World War II when the Royal Scots Dragoon Guards destroyed 14 Iraqi tanks on 27 March."

We also have a good number of tanks.

Source: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2003_invasion_of_Iraq

Most likely AK-47 Copies (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tabuk_%28firearm%29)

[Inserts Company B Commander's name: Ahmed Jarrah]

Jarrah viewed what he had at his command:
4 Designated Marksmen (4 teams [one DM /w/ one assistant]) armed with Tabuk M70B Sniper Rifles (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tabuk_%28firearm%29) (Yugoslavian AK (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M76_%28weapon%29), I just Wikied AK rifles and looked at what type the Iraqis used)
32 conscripts armed with AK-47 clones
4 Anti-tank troops, each armed with an RPG-7 and 6 rounds.
8 Officers, armed with AK-47 and TT-3 pistol clone

Hmmm, nobody has claimed to RP Juba yet...
*swipe*

OOC:I claim Juba for one of my designated marksmen, I'll give him a Yugoslavian M70B just to mess around with...

IC
Southwest section of island, overlooking both bridges:
Juba and his assistant looked across the channel, and saw three marines hoofing it around some building in the open, and decided to let his asistant worry about them for now, he pateintly waited for some tanks to show up.
With him was the rest of an infantry section, but they currently focused on not being seen and getting deeper in their holes.

(Northwest bridge has one section infantry guarding the mortars)

East bridge:
2 sections made their way to the east bridge, one crossed while the other team watched, their goal would be to hold the east bridge and flank the American rear.

OOC
(those canals are about 200 feet wide, I took the time to find that exact spot on a satalite map [was there any 'easy' way, its about 60 miles upriver] and I se plenty of buildings in that 'empty' southern field, I also notced a very large triple layer of concrete/stone walls along the highway, with outposts)

Wait a sec... those aren't buildings, those are shipping containers and semi-trailers...
That 'open field' is a fortified shipping yard and storage depot!!!
(you can see so much at 200 feet per inch resolution...)

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OCC: You guys going to respond to my Air Strike?

Apperently not, I suggest, moving on...

Apperently not, I suggest, moving on...

Have your ever Rped before? You just can't ignore something unless it's a god mod. And an Air strike is not a god mod.

Those aren't actually my units, so I don't really have a right to decide what the effects are. If they had landed among the trees, you'd see something like "Qati was bowled over by the blast and the air filled momentarily with lethal splinters easily the size of a man's arm. As the smoke spread, the acrid smell of burnt and mangled flesh reached his nostrils." But they aren't my guys.

And that proves one of the greatest rules of American warfare: If you can see it, you can hit it; if you can hit it, you can kill it.

~ Ferrard

Coming from you, that insult truely hurts. Well, apparentely they did. Besides it was against a trench. I mean what kind of fool would hide in a trench when you have a perfectly good urban house hold you can hide in and not have to worry about getting bombed, because the US dosn't need anymore negative PR. :-p, besides no one is posting now, it's too late for most people who aren't insomniacs, like us :D

I believe the air strike is aimed agianst the Aushan RPed Iraqis...

The Marines were still waiting at the bridge, but for the meantime, Captain Jefferson decided to use the overwhelming power of the U.S. Military in meanwhile.

" This is Kilo One to overflight Baker-19"
" This is Baker-19"
" Target is enemy entrenchments, requesting bombing run."
" Bombing run confirmed."
With that two F-16c's peeled off and attacked the postions.

Four 2,000IB JDAMS showed the overwhelming firepower of the United States Airforce.

Meanwhile, the Artilley remained ready.

Luckily, it is only 4 bombs, albeit big ones...
(Pretty sure a 20 mm strafe run would work just as well...)

We'd also have to see what type of JDAMs they were - JDAM actually refers to the guidance system, not the bomb itself. The guidence package can be attached to 500lb, 1000lb, and 2000lb bombs. I would guess these were 2000lb bombs dropped on slit trenches and hastily assembled hardpoints... Why does the term "Munition Ineffiency" come to mind? I think Rockeyes would be better suited to the job or the previously mentioned 20 mike-mike.

One must admit though, it's gotta be a huge psychological hit even if it isn't too effective.

~ Ferrard

OOC: Guys, keep the OOC out of here. That is why there is the other thread. It makes it very disorganized.

The troops under 2nd Lt. Korkough met up behind Serpent Company. They stood side by side, in the tree line. Most waiting to fire their AK-47 clones into the enemy's hearts. These dreams could not be fufilled, yet. The plan was to charge right across the bridge and cause fright and disorder in the Marine ranks.

Korkough was still frightened, he didn't want to die. He saw himself as a wolf, hunting the enemy, not an elephant charging impossible odds. He also didn't want to die, or cause his troops to die. This war would test his nerves and his mental abilities, lastly and most importantly his tactical genius. His troops would have to stand firm against.

He wanted his troops to move across the street and get into several buildings right infront of the bridge crossing. He knew that a lot of his men would die cross, and he didn't want this. He wanted their respect.

He didn't know that his troops wanted to cross, to show their honor and dedication to their country and God, Allah. The platoon's creed, and company's, was "Move Along". This saying stood with them threw all their troubles.

Korkough procured a map of the city to find the most effective way to cross the road and make it into the buildings.

OOC
Alrighty, since I've not engaged any enemy, and because I OOCly started postiong late, I'll get up to speed by moving some troops...

More info of Tabuk (http://www.dragunov.net/iraq_tabuk.htm)
Includes piture, also talks of why every Iraqi AK was 7.62 x 39, and RPKish versions are called 'Al Quds'

(Mind if I replace a third of my 'officers' with prople armed with Al Quds or RPKs?)

IC:
Company C, Platoon E, Section D: mainland, crossed east bridge
Section C: island side of east bridge
Section B: South-west corner of island
Section A: Nortwest part of Island, equiped with two 120 mm mortars and a pair of RPD GP Machine guns.

Section D:
The advance was slow and careful, a conscript with a Tabuk assault rifle would advance first, and ignal either for the sniper (if he didn't see anything of a threat), the RPG-7 (if he saw a tank) or nobody (if he was spotted, in which case the resty of the unit would take cover).

Normally the sniper would walk up to the a good vantage point afterwards, and direct all troop movements via hand signals to the scout, who would then relay the signals to everyone else.

They generally followed the wall along the highway, taking peeks at the American Marines, and then traveled far south (off the map) and into the southern suburb to flank them, it was slow going, but they made sure they wouldn't be caught by the american infedels by surprise.

Section B:
Juba watched the americans on the southern landmass, ignoring the bombs, bombs were meant to frighten them, and he would lead by example that they should not, and did not frighten him. The other troops watched the west landmass, which was now becoming a killing zone, the officers were having a hard time maintaining discipline. They wanted to open fire.

OOC
http://www.iraq-war.ws/weapons/
I find it odd they reffer to Ergot as 'wheat smut'

Semi-IC note:
For signaling, the AK-47 armed scout has a white flag tied to his rifle...
And is using encrypted morse code
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><><,>>>,>>,<<,><,>><.>>>,<<>,<><.<>>,<>,><>>...

Coming from you, that insult truely hurts. Well, apparentely they did. Besides it was against a trench. I mean what kind of fool would hide in a trench when you have a perfectly good urban house hold you can hide in and not have to worry about getting bombed, because the US dosn't need anymore negative PR. :-p, besides no one is posting now, it's too late for most people who aren't insomniacs, like us :D

Oh I dont know, I just figured SOME of the iraqis would have the honor too refrain from remaining near the civilian populace, too avoid the death of thier countrymen.

Also, I did not know the US was using air support. I gigured this was a ground RP. I cant really DO anything against laser guided bombs, save for pissing myself.

((A quick OOC to Hurtful Thoughts: I don't think it's a problem for the Iraqi's to have RPK rip-offs; it's fitting. Something else I forgot, the Marines may also be equipped with M-60E3 or M-240G crew-served machineguns. In a pinch they can be operated by one person, but in general both weapons are managed by two people.))

Sergeant Qati looked back at the faint sound of people making their way through the underbrush behind. They were fairly skilled, he could tell, for he had barely turned when they emerged from the brush, the weapons in their hands identifying them as comrades. One had lieutenant's insignia, and drew the sergeant's respectful salute. The officer looked like an officer should, with a slight edge to his features that set him slightly apart from the others around him. No matter.

((OOC: for complete clarity, this is Agua's troops))

"Lieutenant, the Americans hold the ground across the bridge from us. Their automatic weapons have a crossfire set up across the bridge and they have been laying down continuous suppressive fire. They appear to have heavy artillery and aerial support, but there have been no sightings of enemy armor. So far, sir, they haven't made a major push; they seem to be waiting for something."

Behind him, Qati's men whispered among themselves, rifles shouldered but down, eyes peering out from just above the small drainage ditch they were behind. Many of their hundred-strong number watched the bridge crossing with interest, seeing the tracers fly through the air. A number of his soldiers were becoming jittery, the constant staccato of machinegun fire grating on everyone's ears. One of their number mused aloud, "Do they ever run out of ammunition?"

~ Ferrard

OOC: I'm glad this thing is continuing even though I've been gone

I'm not able to particpate currently, due to Midterms, but I'll be watching.

:) If air or Artillery support is needed by either side, just RP it yourself.

Good luck guys! I'll deffinately be there for the Oakville RP

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The rumble of a convoy of vehicles near the Marine HQ is heard. The convoy was made of usually vehicles except for two odd tanks and one Amtrack with a trailer. The unit was a engineer company send to aid in the operations. The commander was Capt. Robert Steinbecker. They move to a area near the front and waited for the call for support.

As the 7th company at the oil depot finished setting up their positions they waited. Waited for any sign of US Marines on the other side of the bridge. If they see anything they were told to open fire upon the target.

Ameil Jarad took to the top tower of the depot and took a sniper with him.

"Tell me if you see anything."

"Yes, sir I shall check. For Allah!"

ic: Dog company brought up the rear of the marine attack force. Soon, they would break off in their Humvees and Bradley's and take their riflemen along the south side. there, they would coordinate with air support to aid other companies and move in a flanking motion around the Iraqis. Captain Jonathan Patchins was to take his convoy into the city, drop off the men, and allow the drivers to fall back. Only armored vehicles would move into the city, until it was determined exactly what kind of weaponry the Iraqis had.

ic: Dog company brought up the rear of the marine attack force. Soon, they would break off in their Humvees and Bradley's and take their riflemen along the south side. there, they would coordinate with air support to aid other companies and move in a flanking motion around the Iraqis. Captain Jonathan Patchins was to take his convoy into the city, drop off the men, and allow the drivers to fall back. Only armored vehicles would move into the city, until it was determined exactly what kind of weaponry the Iraqis had.
OOC
Separating infantry from armor in an urban setting may not be the wisest.

And it seems nobody here wants to risk 'going first'...

So I guess I will if nobody complains.

IC:
Juba watched with glee as American tanks finally started to pour across the channel, but unlike his brothers in arms, he noticed something else, they were leaving infantry behind...

But just then he saw one of the conscripts snatch up the detonator, Juba acted quickly and wrenched it out of the man's hands, as he tried explaining that they were not giving their tanks infantry support, and likewise, soon, their infantry would have no tanks...

But it was to no avail... The conscript, with the aid of the others, took the detonator from Juba's hands and detonated the bridge as an Amtrack with a trailer on it was in the middle.

Juba cried out, and was promptly slapped, and told now was his time to do his duty to Allah.

Having recomposed himself, he raised the Tabuk Sniper rifle to his shoulder, and started picking out targets for the RPK gunner, his shot would be first.

Or so he hoped.

Upon heading the blast, E Company was preparing. One of the bridges was out, and Steinbecker wanted to see the sitution. He send two men into a nearby buliding to radio in the damage. The men enter the buliding and search it, they arrive to the top floor and radio "One bridge is out, friendly on the bridge when blast occurred." Steinbecker decided once the area was clear they would bulit another.

bump

Bump!

The Battalion Commander was frustrated. The assault of on the bridge was taking longer than expected, and now one of the bridges had been destroyed by some foolish Iraqi (I'll take this out if it didn't happen, but PROHT said it did....).

"Damn, this is not good." He muttered to himself. "Alright, call Division and ask for some air support. Try to smart bomb the enemies positions, and then move the Armor across. I want that bridge!"


With that, radio operators called for the Division Commander, who patched it through to Corps. The request for air support was acknowleged, and then three F/A-18 fighters took off from Carriers in the Persian Gulf, and began soaring over Kuwait, and into Iraq. Under the burning red sun of the dying daylight, three fighters sped low and hot over the cooling desert, pilots fingers growing itchy on the red firing tab.

"PAPA BEAR THIS IS GOLD-6, WE ARE NEARING TARGET. OVER!"

"GOLD-6 THIS IS PAPA BEAR. READ. TARGET BUNKER COMPLEXES BEING TARGETED BY MARINES. EXECUTE. OVER."

"READ. OUT."

Four air-to-surface missiles were deployed from each aircraft, 12 in all, and these sped into the enemies bunkers, exploding brilliantly and adding to the dark ambiance of the hellish battlefield.

(OOC: Alright, do casulties for your guys. Remember, if you want support yourselves, you can ask me or RP it yourself if I'm not around.)

Dog Company, having been headed toward the bridge that was destroyed, quickly headed for cover and the commander started giving order. "Platoon 1 and 2 spread to the south. find cover in the outskirt buildings. 3rd platoon, move north and get in the ravine over there. 4th platoon, hold the center along this road." his lieutenants started moving. Then he called Battalion command, requesting contact with air command. "Bull Dog, this is Gold-D6. We request fire support on location: East 72 South 40. Building holding enemy troops and open area with fire against us. Fire for affect! Fire for affect!" The commander shouted into his radio as bullets started coming from across the bridge. They ducked against buildings as artillery rounds began falling across the bridge onto the Iraqi soldiers. He then contacted the Bradley fighting vehicles that had dropped his men off. They would spread throughout the roads and begin firing across the river in support of the artillery. Soon, the company would move across the river.

Captain Miroslaw Kazinsky, 31, was under the surface. He, like the 24 men behind him, was wearing a normal-looking divers' wet suit, with some slight modifications. They were developed with the thought of making them suitable for dry land use also, and had bulletproof vests intergrated. The goggles were in fact night vision ones, and they wore jackboots with their flippers.
No, these guys weren't on holiday.

They were the GROM. Arguably the best special forces unit in Europe. Able to compete with any SpecOps of the whole world, even. Gladly, this time they wouldn't have to see if that was true or not - they had no elite specialists standing against them.
No, on the shore they were so cunningly approaching sat the men or Iraqi Army, or if the luck was tough, those of Republican Guard. These guys were demoralized by both their dictatorial government and the horrendous
shell&bomb shower that the Coalition had given to them prior to this assault. This didn't mean that the Poles came unprepared, though.
Nothing like that.

There were actually as many as 50 frogmen, in two captain-led groups, approaching the Northernmost part of the island and those precious port facilities located there. Another 34 men sat in the 12.Fastboat Task Force "Sealion" - 7 lightly armoured but heavily armed, extremely fast boats.

http://img378.imageshack.us/img378/2775/basraplantwosw9.jpg

1st Assault Group "Vistula", led by the mentioned capt.Kazinsky, was approaching the bridge's island end, with orders to destroy, if possible, its' defenders but assault the port facilities as quickly as possible, while the
2nd Assault Group "Komorowski", capt.Adam Boryczka, was going to hit the beach on the other side of the facility. After the 2-D assault of these troops would have secured the group of buildings would the commander of this operation, Major Alozjy Drokawsky, 34, bring the rest of the unit ashore, somewhere in the middle, and take a plenty of ammunition and some support weapons with them - frogmen couldn't, understandably, carry anything heavier than MP-5's and shotguns.
The boats were to provide extensive suppressing fire at all possible Iraqi forces as soon as the divers rose up from the water, should they get noticed. Not before, though. If anything would go as planned, no one on the enemy side would even notice that something was happening before the port facilities would have been captured, defenders destroyed and the whole GROM company firmly in position.


OOC: I will not post any actual combat yet, as I need to see if anyone has any complains about what I wrote. Meaning, if it is somehow impossible or unfeasible. If not, I will soon continue.

OOC: Im a combat engineering company, so im very useful. Just to remind you that.

IC:
Capt. Steinbecker decided to move ahead. The bridge ahead was needed for operations. The plan was simple, bulid a Baliey bridge to move units in. The Iraqis were in for a surprise. Half the unit would provide cover as the rest bulid the bridge. The buliding was to start after the next rounds of support fire. He readied the men for the job.

((OOC @ Brydog: If I read the bridge-detonation post correctly, your units were interpreted as crossing the bridge; the Amtrack-w/-trailer was apparently on the bridge when it blew, so your convoy took that blast in the teeth. Accordingly, your vehicles for the most part are on the Iraqi side of the destroyed bridge with only the infantry within them to provide foot-borne escort. I've made my post with the assumption that that is what has occured))

Abdulah winced as the earth flashed repeditively, dazzling his eyes and obscuring his vision with fountains of blackened dirt. Americans and their firepower... His eye returned to the scope and he waited patiently while the dirt rained back to ground, peppering the pockmarked land with small clods of soil and concrete.

On the far side of the now destroyed bridge, various vehicles shuffled around in a strange dance, apparently shuffling combat vehicles around to make room for something else. Bridging unit, the sniper thought. A worthwhile target. He reached for his radio.

"Commander; American forces are approaching the riverfront; soon they will be attempting a crossing of some kind - artillery should be keyed in for the following coordinates." He rattled off a few numbers while glancing sideways at a map pulled out of his pocket. Watching the front again, Abdulah's attention was drawn by gunfire. "Commander, several enemy armored vehicles are on our side of the river - must have crossed before the bridge blew."

"Acknowledged," came the static-riddled reply.

-----

"Adders, you have targets in the kill zone. Permission to engage is granted."

With that, the twelve soldiers patiently waiting for their opportunity rose; six with rockets, six with rifles. The most experienced of them sighted on an Abrams and loosed his rocket. The other five rippled off their charges in rapid sequence, and by the time the fifth had fired, the first had traded his weapon - his loader now refreshed the weapon with a new rocket while he gently squeezed the trigger...

Twelve rounds were delivered on-target, seven hits, five misses. About par considering the range of the target. The first shooter waited patiently while his loader finished his proceedure. A third rocket primed and readly, the gunner looked up, examining the field-of-fire before him.

~ Ferrard

OOC:
I was thinking about erely isolating the tanks by blowing the bridges, makng them useless in aid to the Americans on the 'American' side of the battle.

And since I'm in control of a pair-o-heavy mortars, I think they'll respond...

And 2 bridges are out, both on the SW corner, meaning you'll have to travel up 'IED road' before you can reach the island.
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IC
Section A: Manning Platoon heavy weapons: NW island:
The unit recieved firing cordnates and developed a firing solution [for their mortars], now all they needed was an order to fire, either by the unit commander, who was hesitant, or from over the radio.

Section D: Infiltration unit, Southern suburbs (off map):
They had succesfully crossed a small patch of open space between the highway and the houses, and now darted from house to house, as they searched for a well defensiable vantage point.

Section B:
Juba watched as infantry and light armored vehicles scurried to build a second bridge, Juba ordered the RPG-7 and RPK gunners to get ready, and prayed that Allah would guide their shells true.

Juba moved away from the group, and then looked for any tank commanders with their heads outside of their cupolas on the West side of the channel, picked a head, aimed, and fired.

He saw the man drop back into the tank, a spot of red blood coated the inside of the hatch, his first kill... he marked the stock of his rifle, and crawled to another location.

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can the battalion xo give summaries of all companies operations and moves? that way we know overall what everyones doing and we can cross talk from the info??

OOC:
A little bit of insanity I noticed, it takes roughly 10 minutes (or more if the Iraqis have something to say bout it) to build a bridge.

Or, you can take a detour south, which would be a 4 minute drive at 50 mph, or 8 minutes at a more liesurely speed, and would only encounter the resistance of a single unit of Iraqis (a section of mine that is).

I also noticed that the island is at most, 1 km across, and an 82 mm mortar can fire a shell over 4 km...

I suggest you find it on Google map or something to better understand what I am saying...

IC: (just describing Section D in detail)
Section D:
The men were tired, they had waded across 3 streams, and traveled through a ruined town to finaly come within 800 meters of the enemy.
The RPG-7 was set op on a small house at the edge of the ruined town. A number of awed civillians watched, but warily returned to their homes, hoping nothing would happen to them.

The rest of the squad, except for the RPK, RPG, and their loaders, traveled across yet another small stream into a wooded area, were they hoped they could efectively engage the enemy with their assault rifles.

Their sharpshooter climbed up a tree to direct the advance.

Meanwhile, the RPG gunner started sigting in on the road with his RPG-7, (800 meter shot with a gun that has 960 meter range before self-destruct of shell), the RPK tried to aim upon the largest clump of exposed infantry he could find. and they waited.

After the artillery stopped, D Company headed for the bridge. 2, 3, and 4th platoons covered 1st platoon as they headed to cover the bridge and see if they could swim to the other side. The Captain ordered 3rd platoon across the water while 1st platoon and 4th platoon would cover them. 3rd would hold till it was their turn. The soldiers began their slow cross, while the platoons set up their machine guns and scanned across the water, the soldiers crossing were also crossing in intervals, and they were all either watching above them or infront of them.

http://i135.photobucket.com/albums/q125/tugboatyan/BasraPlanThree.png

Blue Rectangle: American Positions (Federated Prussia, Romandeos, Recolitus, Brydog, Ebedron)
Blue Arrow crossing river: American Marines swimming (!?) across (Ebedron)
Blue Circle: Trapped American Tanks/Trucks (Brydog)
Grey Lines: Iraqi Positions (Gente Del Agua)
Red Lines: Iraqi Positions (Lithoria)
Red Star: Abdulah (Lithoria)
Red Lightning Bolt: Iraqi Reserves (Maldorians
Red Circles: Destroyed Bridges
White Star: Juba (Hurtful Thoughts)
White Heart: Iraqi Mortars (Hurtful Thoughts)
White Lines: Iraqi Positions (Hurtful Thoughts, Hurtful Thoughts/Candistan guarding East bridge)
White Arrow coming North from southern edge: Flanking Section D of Hurtful Thought's platoon
Orange Trapazoid: Iraqi Positions, entrenched, hit by four bombs and twelve missiles (New Ausha)
Green Lines: IED roads (New Ausha)
Purple Line/Arrows: Polish Frogmen (Madnestan)

OOC: A note to Ebedron - your soldiers would have to be swimming across, as that is a river - none of the rivers on the map can be crossed by wading, only the streams. And if your soldiers do end up swimming across, I'd wonder whether their rifles would still work; I'm not sure whether the M-16A4/M4A1 is waterproofed for standard units.

~ Ferrard

i thought american rifles were designed to with stand all-weather?

http://img378.imageshack.us/img378/2775/basraplantwosw9.jpg

OOC: I will not post any actual combat yet, as I need to see if anyone has any complains about what I wrote. Meaning, if it is somehow impossible or unfeasible. If not, I will soon continue.
^my only gripe is, how did I not see this!?!
Dang those mortars'll be screwed...

I also don't understand why the Iraqis wouldn't be a bit nervous when 3 boats go swaggering up to the island...

And I just noticed that I'm the only person actually defending the water treatment plant... dang... ye put too much faith into the hands of 20 troops... (though, I sholud be able to RP three additional platoons on the island, since I was given the option to command a full company...

(only 1 platoon on the island as 'strategic resserve', another is 'off duty' and relieving themselves in the town, and another is tasked purely to man the heavy 12.7 mm machine guns on the water treatment plant.[these'll be 'Imperial stormtrooper' grade, so they are just fodder to make it look as if we're actually defending the plant during the RP, rather than just trying to kill off our oponents])

Also, is it safe to assume you plan on conducting this raid when it is dark? because currently, it appears to be broad daylight in this RP...

i thought american rifles were designed to with stand all-weather?
^not really... :rolleyes:
M-16 works great, so long as it doesn't get wet, muddy, or gritty...
(apparently US munition standards hit a low point during the 60's and 70's [and hasn't improved much], as guns of the 50's had to be able to be buried in mud for over a week, sprayed off, and fired without damage... just like the Kalishnikov...)
Anyways, I was hinking about shelling those guys with 82 mm mortars...

Also, wile talking about those mortars, their location is a bit south, on that lil circular spot of concrete (sandbagged of course in this case).
Since tossing mortars within LOS of either bridge defies the point of having mortars.
This of course means that there are only 4 Iraqis actually by the bridge (2 man patrols whie the other two rest, bridge wired for demolition)

i thought american rifles were designed to with stand all-weather?

Further clarification on this, based off of info from America's Army discussions: The American soldier's weapon is a well-machined and accurate weapon; those are its primary advantages, but it is not lacking in any aspect of weaponry. Despite the negative publicity received during its Vietnam deployment, the M-16 is still quite reliable, provided they are taken care of (cleaned and oiled). If you don't take care of them (especially in a desert environment) then the machinery goes in the can pretty well and good, and you'll get any number of nasty jams or mis-feeds.

There are few guns which can withstand immersion in water; the AK-47 is one of them, but I'd still be very cautious about cleaning it out after the immersion and before firing it again. The M-16, with its finely machined parts and demanding specs would probably be affected a great deal more by submersion.

Weapon plugging is a method used by the U.S. Navy SEALS and most other Special Forces (including the Poles) around the world, in which a cover of sorts is placed over the muzzle of the gun, preventing water from entering the chamber while submerged. The cover is flimsy enough that one can shoot through it, after which the weapon must be re-sealed before it can be submerged again with complete safety. The system is most popularly used with MP5s, but I'm sure can be applied to other weaponry as well.

A further note on the mortars and the Polish Commandos; it's quite obvious that the Polacks are going to sweep the Iraqi graduates of the Imperial Stormtrooper School of Marksmanship quite easily - what's debatable is whether they will be able to hold it until Coalition forces push through and link up with them. There is an entire Iraqi company in reserve at the supply depot which the Poles most likely don't know of, and the Iraqi T-72s and BMPs have not been committed to battle as of yet.

And my next map will reflect the position change on the mortars. You might want to think about selecting a concealable location though, because the Americans will hit the mortars with a couple'a Rockeyes if they know where the tubes are.

~ Ferrard

ooc: ok thanks for the help.

IC: Before the men began crossing the water, they came under heavy machinegun fire. Peppering the ground around them, bullets flew into three American soldiers. The soldiers that were covering them, began to return fire, but the Americans were in the worse position. The Captain ordered his men to pull back and order the Bradleys up to the bridge. The Bradleys, upon recieving their orders, calmly drove to the blown bridge. BOOM BOOM BOOM. Cannon fire erupted from the tanks, immediately hitting the buildings the Iraqis were in, and showering the others on the street with rock. Suddenly an Iraqi popped out of a window and fired an RPG. It flew right next to a Bradley and several evacuating men. The impact was terrible, and showered rock, heat, and metal onto Bradley 10-1. The men were much luckier, having been on the other side of the Bradley, but they were still in trouble. The gun fire was terrible, but once the soldiers and their wounded were evacuated back into the outskirt buildings, the fire stopped, and Bradleys pulled back to assist. The damage was clearly done. About 10 men were wounded, 3 critical, and 2 KIA, but many very lucky to have survived thanks to the armor they were wearing.
"Thats it!" the Captain said angrily
"What sir?" his 1st platoon commander said
"This attack. We cant get in unless we cross the river, and thats suicide. If we stay, the rest of the Battalion will be down a company. Now, we have armor support, is there another place we can insert into? Maybe a secondary bridge?
The platoon just stood there, unknowing.
The Captain turned to his radio operator "Get me battalion command, apprise them of the situation and request a secondary crossing point".

OOC:
There is a second bridge just 2 F'ing miles (minutes) south!!!!!

Find Basra on Google Map, zoom in, pan south, tis 60 miles up the Euphrates river, can't miss it.

Of course, by taking that route, you'd walk right past another Iraqi unit, not as big or strong though... Kinda why I tossed a few guys down there (and to hit your rear for not considering a back door)

And what of the east bridge to the island?!

thanks for the help, but it was IC, if you didnt notice.

Notes:
Company C, (Hurtful thoughts Company)
Alpha Platoon (Hurtul Thought's 'hero' lvl platoon)
Bravo Platoon: AA defenses
Charlie Platoon: In town resting
Delta Platoon: Strategic resserve

Only reason I consider them 'imperial stormtrooper grade' is because I won't be RPing everything they do with as much detail, and will accept losses quicker, and will react 'dumber', but they are be no means incompetant, just under considerablty less micro-management by my hand...

IC:
Apha Platoon section A:
Recieved word from Bravo Section to open fire upon the channel.
At sucg time, they fired both mortars for 3 minutes (about 45 shells), then, the 6 of them picked up each whole mortar and threw them into the back of an idling truck and headed for the east bridge, intending to cross, inside the truck were also many more mortar shells, the insides were sandbagged.

Endnote:
Is it just me, or is the water treatment plant not even on the supplied map, and is actually about 1 km upriver... and the actual dockyards are another 3 Km upstream from that...

Al;so found a pontoon bridge across the really big channel.
And apparent signs of bombing Noerth of it. On the other side...
We're fighting in the wrong place, not that I mind, just pointing it out.
Saw a few overturned and sunk boats on the map, them Iraqis must've been pretty trigger happy...

OOC: Yes, we are indeed fighting in the wrong location, but we'll just assume that the Iraqis have built a small secondary port here that is servicing gunboats, or something like that. The island itself would be a good staging point for Helicopters, I think, so it's a valid target for the Coalition.

Where is everyone?

IC:

Qati, a little put off by the silent stranger and his hard-looking followers, watched the drama before him unfold. He glanced down at his map and reached a quick decision, radioing his intentions to the commander.

"Commander, requesting permission to disengage and take position over the bridge one kilometer to the South."

"Granted," came the concise reply.

Instructions were passed along, each man hearing "Follow Qati, we're going south. Tell him," accompanied by a pointed gesture at the man several meters away.

Unobtrusively, the Iraqi's, a hundred strong, crawled back from the earthen banks they had been nestled behind. Nervously they stood, knowing full well that their every action might be watched by some American technician. For all they knew, the hated American helicopters might be coming to strafe them with chain-gun fire any moment now. Still they moved, their faith in Qati still strong, their faith in the Iraqi will all the stronger.

~ Ferrard

Bumpity.

Checks pulse...

Pretty sad if it died after only 9 pages...

As these threads were supposed to be able to go forever...
Well... Almost...

Link (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=510165) if you want to let this one get chalked up to experiance and move on to the next attempt

Well I guess we could just keep rolling into the Americans as they do nothing what-so-ever... They're sitting in this very nice box that we could envelop and dissolve if given the time.

Except for those durned Polish guys.

~ Ferrard

Well I guess we could just keep rolling into the Americans as they do nothing what-so-ever... They're sitting in this very nice box that we could envelop and dissolve if given the time.

Except for those durned Polish guys.

~ Ferrard

Between you, two of my snipers, a few well placed RPG rounds, and some timely mortar shelling, wiping them clean wouldn't be too hard.

Again, except for those Poles, which beat me at my own game by starting outside of the supplied map.

OOC: Sorry, I haven't been able to take part for few days, but an IC will propably come later today.

And no, I'm not waiting for the night. GROM are attacking in the daylight. There will be other measures in use for making them less visible as they get to the shore... ;)
About the boats, they're further than it seems to be in the picture, too far for the Iraqi's defending the facility to see or get worried about. I just draw them into the picture too too, to make clear that they didn't swim there straight from Poland :p But they aren't this close yet, allthough they will quickly approach when the frogmen are close enough to the shore, to provide support.

OOC: Sorry, I haven't been able to take part for few days, but an IC will propably come later today.

And no, I'm not waiting for the night. GROM are attacking in the daylight. There will be other measures in use for making them less visible as they get to the shore... ;)
About the boats, they're further than it seems to be in the picture, too far for the Iraqi's defending the facility to see or get worried about. I just draw them into the picture too too, to make clear that they didn't swim there straight from Poland :p But they aren't this close yet, allthough they will quickly approach when the frogmen are close enough to the shore, to provide support.

The entire stream is less than 2 Km wide...

you'd have to start considerably downriver, and swim up a major river to avoid suspicion, and that is quite hard, as the crew of the USS Turtle discovered...

a 5 mile swim is one thing, 5 miles up the Euphrates river is another, as is 5 miles up the Mississipi river...

It is of course, still feasable... though from the Iraqi perspective, not very likely, much like the unlikely involvement of Poland... So I guess it all evens out...

And here I thought the Poles got rid of their navy due to budget constraints in favor of their air force... (I may be confused with Denmark or Belgium)

Where'd the 2km come from? The river's only about 500m across all through Basra.

Personally, I'm not sure about the feasibility of lightly armored assault boats on a river in hostile territory unless they were gunning the whole way north. I doubt it would be anywhere near a Mogadishu scale gauntlet, but I'm sure some Iraqis would be taking pot-shots at the boats. At 200m I doubt the Iraqis would hit much, but they could then telephone the sightings into the Police/Army...

However, swimmers or even five or so small swimmer submersibles would probably make it any distance up the river while underwater - the river looks very very murky. What would be bad is if there's a container ship or something coming down the river while they're swimming...

((Starts whistling and waits for a United States Army player to post something))

~ Ferrard

D Company fell back to the small buildings and began to load up with their Bradley vehicles. Slowly, the convoy of armor and soldiers began to move south. This time, with injured left behind to return to battalion command, the company was not going to take any chances. They cleared any buildings they came upon and after these escapades, they finally reached a new bridge. The Company commander quickly ordered 3 Bradley's to deploy across the bridge, drop its men, then 2 other platoons would come across. 3rd platoon would provide cover on the bridge. The vehicles made it across the bridge and their men jumped out and headed into cover behind several buildings. The squad commander said a perimeter was set. The rest of first platoon quickly moved across the stretch to join their men. The full platoon of 2nd and 3rd platoon moved slowly, watching the road, but also to cover their backs and be ready for spotting. The rest of the company was called up, along with the rest of the Bradley fighting vehicles. The CO told them that they would slowly proceed along the main road to their main objective along with 1st platoon, while 2nd and 4th would move along the back roads. 3rd would progress along the outskirts of the city, in an attempt to link up with other units, but also mostly to provide a flanking force to be ready in case aid was needed.

Company C, Echo Platoon, Section D:
RPG/RPK detachment (4 men):
They saw men load up into their IFVs, under almost scerene calm and grace under fire of the two 82 mm mortars, and as if by prearranged signal, the shells stopped hitting the ground as the convoy was back underway, this time moving south, towards them.

A crazy person, who appeared foriegn, was seen running down the street, screaming:
"Move! The infedels are comming! Make way! The infedels are coming! They will slaughter your children!"
He ran into a hut, and he came out with, of all things, an ancient RPG-2, and M-1911A2, they now understood what they saw, a holy warrior, a fanatic, they neither cursed him nor blessed him, but they pityed him nonetheless, for they knew he would son be dead.

The men took advantage of the confusion and moved to a location far removed from all the other buildings. Shortly afterwards, they heard an explosion, followed by massed gunfire, then a sickening silence, their holy warrior had been killed... And chances are he missed...

Everone else of Section D:
They heard a not too distant rumbling, at first the sniper looked towards the demolished bridge, but saw nothing interesting, it was later when he looked towards the village that he became alarmed, and quickly slid down from the tree.

"They're flanking us, sir... Heavy mechanized infantry, sounds like our RPG and RPK have been destroyed..."

He pointed at a small stream, and ordered the men to dig in and conceal themselves, they wouldn't have much time, something in the region between two minutes to a mere thirty seconds before American tanks would come within full view of them, and they hoped not to be seen at least until they reached the bridge...

OOC: the southern town is now filled with bustling civies, the regulars are holding fire, so as not to injure their countrymen, the lone fanatic is more concerned with killing infedels... and is most likely well doped on painkillers, so it'll take a consderable number of bullets to kill him immediately... (He won't inflict any damage, but will demoralise the troops on the effectivens of their rifles)

OOC: Hooray! The Americans are gonna fight back!

IC:

The rustling of brush reached Qati's ears as he and his men slowly proceeded south. In a unified line they swept their way south, several meters between one man and the next.

A hand settled on Qati's shoulder. "Listen," the voice of his second hissed. Qati signaled for the line to halt. Nothing. Qati looked at the man behind him quizzically, then the sound came to his ears. Tracked vehicles.

Americans.

They were already across! He could hear more of their blasted vehicles moving across the same bridge that he had been attempt to cut off. Spotting them through gaps in the foliage, he breathed a sigh of relief. Allah had not made his task impossible - these were not the impregnable Abrams, but the less armored Bradleys.

"Commander," he spoke into the radio. "The Americans have already established a bridgehead on the far southern bridge. My intentions are to smash their vehicle support and sweep them back across."

His orders were passed up and down the line quickly. "Find a place of cover and fire when the vehicles are hit."

Along with the message came summons for the six Archers, as they were called. When they arrived, Qati spoke rapidly and quietly to them as a group. The looks he was greeted with spoke of surprise at their new, improvised role.

Several minutes passed before they were in position. Qati patted the shoulder of the Archer before him and ran to clear the firing position. Behind him, the Archer pressed his cheek against the conductance bar. He was rewarded with a warbling tone that settled into a flat declaration of understanding from the missile. A simple squeeze, and the missile tube bucked in his hands, the thin projectile darting out and igniting for its momentary flight. The "smart" warhead barely had time to reach the proper accelleration to arm when its fuse smashed into the side plating of a Bradley fighting vehicle. Five more were similarly struck within the next second. Qati listened to the chorus of rifle-fire following up. Few shots actually hit the Americans - his soldiers were not true marksmen, but he could see some of his opponents crumple and fall, more diving for cover.

Still, the Bradleys were immersed in smoke, and he couldn't tell whether his daring gamble on the strength of his Afghani procured Stinger warheads had paid off or not.

~ Ferrard

Ummm... using SAMs as ATGMs?

You are Iraqi infantry, not a pile low of brow rednecks...
Chances are they can tell the difference between an RPG-7 and Stinger missile...

I've given a bit of thought to this - It would be very very difficult to use Stingers as ATGMs, or even just anti-armor munitions, but I see no reason why they couldn't. Yes, I'm aware that the Stinger is not designed to be used against ground armor. However, the Stinger's seeker-warhead is passive infrared, and as such would home in on the sun if fired incorrectly. The Bradley, like all fighting vehicles, puts out a lot of heat. It's the single greatest weakness of vehicles like the Bradley and Abrams. I see no reason why the Stinger would discriminate between a Bradley and a Hind if both were radiating the same heat.

I don't know whether it would work in reality, because apparently no one has ever tried. To me, however, the logic works out.

~ Ferrard

You do realize that the warhead of the stinger is blast fragmation, wheras the RPG-7 is shaped charge, correct?

You do realize that the warhead of the stinger is blast fragmation, wheras the RPG-7 is shaped charge, correct?

Well, now I do - I knew there was something that I was missing. Okay, strike my previous post from the record. I'll figure something else out.

~ Ferrard

Section A(Main line,1st platoon and Bradley tanks)-
"MOVE!!"
BOOM!BOOM!
RPGs flew into the Bradley fighting vehicles and the ground around them. Shrapnel went into several soldiers, while the rest dove to the ground. The commander then shouted "take cover! get into those buildings goddammit!!" the soldiers quickly found their cover, and began suppressive fire on the point from where the RPG fire had come from. Also, with gunfire raining down, riflemen would cover Grenadiers while they used their M203 tubes to fire on to the tops, where the assault rained down from. The Company CO ordered the smoking tanks to begin fire on any targets they could find, using their machineguns, or cannons. While the heavy resistance was handed back to the Iraqi army, other parts of D Company were busy.


Section B(2nd and 4th platoon)-
As Sec A came under fire, Sec B was on its flanks, coming through the back streets and small alleys. When the radio popped out a sitrep by the Company CO, the 2 Lt.s discussed what they would do over their own radios. Quickly coming to a decision, the 2 units split their mission. 2nd platoon quickly came upon the backs of the buildings that were being used by the enemy forces. 2nd platoons Lt ordered 2 squads into the building to move their way up the floors, while the rest were to find a way into nearby buildings to offer a support position or a secondary front to fire on the enemy.
4th platoon moved into an alley way to finally link up with the company CO. They were able to provide support for the Bradley fighting vehicles and moved to provide any support of aid for the armor units.

Section C(3rd platoon)-
3rd platoon continued its movement along the waterline, moving slowly, and watching all sides and flanks. When the unit stopped to take a minute, the Lt. reassured them "boys, ive just recieved word the rest of the company is under fire" the men looked up and at him with shocked expressions "we're too far away to aid them, so we're continuing our mission. We have to find the rest of our battalion. Ive also been told theirs a Polish-coalitions special forces unit in the city. We are going to find them, and get them to our objective. Then, we can work with them to get the rest of the battalion in to the city. All we need to do is get a bridge that is in the north and hold it, and then get airsupport to give us aid. We can do it, lets move". He stood, picked up his gear, and took point on the mission. The rest of the men followed.

Echo platoon:
Isolated house, (NW corner of 'village'):
The 4 men watched to their glee, as the confused Americans assumed their positions, causing a large delay in their advance.

They inadvertantly thanked the crazy insurgent for giving his life to slow the reinforcing column long enough so that they could get out of the way.

Stream:
They heard what sounded like a massive battle raging to the east, and as suddenly as it started, it was over.

The men lay in thier holes by the stream, some hiding among the weeds, or under overturned boats along the banks.

They could hear shouting, it was clearly the Americans. They also heard the tracks of the M-3 Bradly IFVs trundling along. A few troops were perhaps praying to allah that they would haver the strength to survive this great challange.

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bump. anyone except me and these 2 other guys?

And am i the only US or allied player?

looks like that.

Roll Call!

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All American units fought their way past the ambushes and met at the town hall, deep in the city. Section C had been unable to find the rest of the Battalion or any allies. The company was on its own. They secured the town hall and prepared defenses, and called in backup to relieve them.

USA wins again i guess. lol

Nah, the thread died cause there is this neat lil war (thread) that is going on, everybody seems to either be watching or participating...

Set this one on 'Hold' until everyone has nothing better to do (When NS world peace is achieved for example)