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[ooc: Ok boys the first round will be Zeta Team Vs. Death Heads and Raiders Vs. McCormick's Reapers.

Zeta Vs. Death Heads have drawn the "Industrial park" map.
Raiders Vs. McCormick's Reapers have drawn the "Urban streets" map.

Please use the maps a guidelines for major environmental elements.

"Industrial Park"

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Zeta start in the lower right of the map and Death Heads start in upper left.

"Urban streets"

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Reapers start in lower half of map, Raiders start in upper right of map.

Have fun boys.]

Death Heads

The HOB-SF Team, "Death Heads," started behind a white pickup in a back lot of the old rail station. The team started to move out heading east towards the train yard.

DH-1 took the point, using his TDI Vector to scan over the terrain. Behind him DH-2 & 4 watched his flanks. Bringing up the rear of the formation was DH-5 followed by DH-3.

DH-1 spotted an opening to his right, which appeared to be a recessed stairwell, leading up into a darkened building. The DH Team stacked up near the entrance, and on the silent command DH-1 & 2 slide out their TDI Vectors aimed up the stairwell. All looked clear ad the signal was given. DH-4 followed by 5 and 3 passed quickly in front of the stairs.

Once the rest of the DH Team had passed the opening DH-1 & 2 retook their places on the point.

The team was now entering another open cement area outside of the train yard. To the east was a long corridor which seemed to serve as a loading dock. The team hugged the wall as they started to make their way down this hall.


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Raiders
The Raiders had actually prepared for this event, training together for nearly six months before officially entering in to the competition. All five members belonged to the Orbathian Air Calvary, a helicopter assault unit designed primarily for insertion into hostile urban areas. Before the creation of the Orbathian Special Forces, the OAC carried out many of the duties associated with special operations. This made the team quite well suited for the competition.

The team members chosen had been chosen because they were some of the best in Orbath. Typically a team was headed by a Corporal, with the remaining members being Privates, however, that had been changed slightly for the competition.

Insertion Time
The helicopter, a Doomani made Bellicus attack and transport helicopter, soared, rather silently actually for a such a large helicopter, through the sparkling blue sky. Sitting the the troop compartment were the five Raiders, making final checks on their weapons and gear.

Without warning, the red light came on in the troop compartment and the Raiders prepared. When the light changed to green and the door opened, they tossed ropes down to the ground below, and one by one, they fast roped down, taking up basic perimeter positions, while their comrades slid down the ropes. As soon as they all had boots on the ground and helicopter began flying away, it was time to strategize, and quickly.

The Team Leader, Master Warrant Officer Thorton aka #1 quickly checked out his surroundings. He was in the northeast corner, the other team would be in the southwest. Directly south was what appeared to be two buildings, with streets and what might be a path between them. He decided that for the time being, he would take up positions along the building and decide what to do from there. Using hand signals, he gave the orders.

The Gunner, #2 moved to the northwest corner of the building directly south and went prone, covering their west flank.

# 3, The Grenadier, moved to the same building, only to the northeast corner of the building and went prone, covering their east flank.

#1, The Team Leader, followed #2, crouching down on one knee behind him, also covering their west flank.

#4, The Rifleman, followed #3, crouching behind him and covering their east flank.

#5, The sniper, climbed the stairs to his west, going prone and bringing out his sniper rifle.

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Order of Battle

#1: Team Leader - 1 SMGY-16 submachine gun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13499318&postcount=153), 1 SHY-10 shotgun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13325771&postcount=44), telescopic ladder
#2: Gunner - 1 LSWY-150 machine gun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13335005&postcount=49), 1 SMGY-16 submachine gun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13499318&postcount=153), crowbar
#3: Grenadier - 1 AY-143 assault rifle (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13499307&postcount=149), 1 SHY-10 shotgun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13325771&postcount=44), door breaching rifle grenades
#4: Rifleman - 1 AY-143 assault rifle (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13499307&postcount=149), 1 SHY-10 shotgun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13325771&postcount=44)
#5: Sniper - 1 M-21 SWS, 1 SMGY-16 submachine gun (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13499318&postcount=153), C-4 explosive and trip wire

All team members will wear an urban camouflage pattern uniform, urban pattern tactical vest, gloves, balaclava and helmet fitted with communications equipment. Each member will also carry a PY-57 (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13330215&postcount=45) pistol, bayonet, 4 frag grenades, 2 smoke grenades, 1 tear gas grenade first aid kit, small mirror, night vision goggles, knee and elbow pads, gas mask, rifle mounted flashlight..think thats everything lol.

I edited my positions onto a map.

http://www.picattic.com/files/3x6d6lf6edyoqf0g3yu3.png (http://www.picattic.com/)

OOC: Bump.

Zeta




Zeta-1 and Zeta-2 quickly ran up to the Right Blue train and stopped by it. Zeta-3 and Zeta-4 ran in front of the train below the blue one. Then Zeta-5 ran agasin't the wall.

"Ammo check." Called out Zeta-1.

"Roger that, full ammo." Replied Zeta-2.

"Full." Replied Zeta-3.

"Roger that." Said Zeta-4.

"Lets kick ass." Replied Zeta-5.
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DH-4 & 5 watched the squad's back as DH-1 proceeded down the hall way. When he had reached the end he went prone and inched forward peeking down the hall to his right.

Everything looked clear so he signaled back to his squad. They moved up two at a time until the Death Heads were stacked up at the hall.

Moving quickly the squad entered the hall, covering their assigned vectors. They reached the end of the hall. #1 and #2 went prone covering left and right respectively. #3 and #5 went to their knee aiding their point-men scan the covered train yard. #4 kept his eyes behind them watching the rear.

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OOC: Bump

Zeta 1 and Zeta 2 quickly ran to the other side of the Train. Zeta 3 and 4 did the same as Zeta 5 prepared to enter the hall way which appeared to wind off to the right. Zeta 4 walked into the hall way as the others followed.
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OOC: Bump for Stok.

[OOC: Will post tomorrow; I'm quite busy and I need sleep.]

Commissariat of State Security, Комиссариат государственной Безопасности, КГБ, KGB

After many months of studying the proposed event area and playing many hours of Counter-Strike to master crouch jumps and AWP kills, the Commissariat of State Security Fire Squad 43,512,333, commonly known as KGBFS43512333, is ready to combat whatever enemy they must face in this arena. The team was headed by a Junior Commissar, as usual KGB Fire Squads were headed by. There was no specific reason for sending this fire squad in particular, though Stoklomolvi needed some sort of representative and decided to send a random KGB Fire Squad.

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Deployment

Five soldiers climbed out of a manhole sticking out of the wall onto the concrete below. After everyone was out, the Junior Commissar closed the manhole and took it off, oddly leaving no trace of how they entered the arena. He put the manhole in his pocket.

Junior Commissar Dmitriy advanced to a forward position with MG Ivan behind him. To his right was Innokentiy, and behind them were Yuriy and Grigor. Dmitriy raised two fingers and pointed to the right, and the five slowly walked along the corridor, Yuriy on point and Innokentiy watching the flank.

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Order of Battle

The standard kit for KGB Fire Squads has been modified to include one C4, one spade, one pair of binoculars, five MREs, two Model 55 Stielhandgranates, one cyanide capsule, one vial of nitroglycerin, one head of cabbage, one can of food, one piece portable cover [wooden shield].

Member #1-Junior Commissar Dmitriy: AK-108 [MP40], Yarygin PYa, 1x Model 55 Stielhandgranate
Member #2-Close Support Innokentiy: AK-108 [MP40], Yarygin PYa, 1x Model 55 Stielhandgranate
Member #3-Assault Yuriy: AK-111 [PPSh-41], Nagant M1895, 3x Model 55 Stielhandgranate
Member #4-Rifleman Grigor: AK-93 [K98k], Nagant M1895, 2x Model 55 Stielhandgranate
Member #5-Machine Gunner Ivan: MG7 [MG42], AK-108 [MP40], Nagant M1895

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It didn't take very long for the team leader to come up with a plan. He knew that in an urban combat situation, the streets left his team open to attacks from almost any angle. The buildings however, offered him cover, and the ability to launch an attack from relative safety. The building his men had taken position along had one low window, allowing him safe access to the building. He doubted the enemy could get there in such a short amount of time anyway.

He ordered them to fall back, providing cover while he set up the telescopic ladder. One by one the climbed, scanning the room until everyone except the sniper was inside. He began running towards the window while the others fanned throughout the building.

#1,#3 and #4 made their way through the bottom floor of the building, clearing it one by one. #2 took up a position by the flight of stairs, covering it to ensure if someone tried coming down, he'd know about it. #5 Made it to the ladder and began climbing in.

#2 equipped his submachine gun, #3 his shotgun, #4 his shotgun and #5 his submachine gun, each with sharp black bayonets.

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http://www.alkaspace.com/free/view_image/51dc12017/hob

[OOC: Quick question: Which building? Centre?

EDIT: Nevermind. Technically, that's not a building, but a hole.]

OOC: I've actually never played Counterstrike, I just assumed that those black spaces had to be buildings. So what would be there grass? Mud?

[OOC: Well, those parts are not rendered, so there would be nothing there except an infinite abyss. In addition, to prevent players from getting into those spots the windows are made extremely high or extremely small; there are no doors. All completely black spots are inaccessible.]

OOC: Ok, gotcha.
The team leader used hand signals, ordering them to precede down a nearby street.

The team leader, #1 took point, pressing himself along the eastern wall, #2 along the west wall, #3 along the east wall and four along the west. #5 The sniper, equipped his submachine gun and although pressed along the east wall, covered their rear.

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Dmitriy stuck two fingers into the air and then pointed forward. Innokentiy watched the flank while the rest moved up one at a time.

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The team continued down the street, until they reached the t-junction, #2 went prone, crawling around the edge of the corner and looking. Satisfied it was clear, he took up a position, covering #1 while he cleared the other corner. #2 and #4 provided cover, while the others crossed the open.

After crossing, they stacked along the wall once again. They approached the next corner, #1 went prone, peering around the corner, #2 remained on the north wall, watching for enemy activity. #3 was behind #1 on the south wall and #4 behind #2. #5 took up a position at the north corner, covering their rear.

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Dmitriy dashed forward behind the shadow of the tall building, and Innokentiy ran to cover the corridor as the rest of the men moved up.

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The team went round the corner, stacking along the walls and taking care to watch far ahead, as the road continued.

#1 and #3 stayed back on their wall, #5 behind them, using the wall for cover as he watched their rear. #2 checked the corner and when satisfied, #1 ran into the open, covered by #2 and pressed against the building, providing cover to the south. #2, #3, #4 and #5 headed east. Then #5 stopped, using the corner cover to watch their backs.

Upon reaching another street, #2 checked the corner, #4 behind him, #5 still providing cover further behind. To the south, #1 provided cover and #3 waited for the corner to be cleared.

When the corner was cleared, #3 advanced to the next corner, checking it. After doing so, #4 advanced. #1 headed east towards #3 and provided cover to the rear, #5 did the same.

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#1 and #5 moved up quickly behind the wall in front of them. They now commanded a view upon the inner train yard. #2 and #3 moved up and took the left flank looking down a narrow passage. #4 stayed back covering their advances.


[sorry I am in the middle of moving, I will try to put up a map later. Basically my men are behind the thin black wall directly in front of their former position]

OOC: Bump from Captain Impatient!!!

[OOC: Blast, it's boring since there's no actual shooting or RPing...just moving about the map. I'll just use "teh maphax" and engage in battle at some point.]

Dmitriy pointed up the balcony, and soon afterwards everyone was sitting on the balcony. They moved about a bit.

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#4 held position and #3 advanced to the next corner, checking around it. #1 took #2's position, covering the north allowing #2 and #5 to cross. #2 headed south down the street while #5 provided cover from around the corner.

In one swift movement, #3 swung around the corner, pointing his weapon into the courtyard. #2 came up behind him, positioning his machine gun to overlook the courtyard, using the wall as cover. #4 moved south, keeping an eye on the southern part of the courtyard. #1 stopped covering the north and proceeded down the street to his south, while #5 provided cover.

They pressed further in the courtyard, using the middle partition as cover to sweep through, while #5 headed south down the street, still providing cover to their rear.

They secured the courtyard, #1 and #2 taking positions along the walls leading to the street, #3 and #5 provided protection to their north and #4 used the partition as protection, waiting for the street to be checked.

They advanced down the street, 1 stopping at the northern corner to check, #2 slightly behind on the southern wall, #4 behind #1, #3, behind #2 and #5 providing cover to their rear.

#1 the team leader went prone, keeping his submachine back as he cautiously peeked around the corner. He didn't need to look far before he noticed the enemy above on a balcony. He thought fast, quickly thinking back to his GPS map in an effort to decide a plan of attack.

The enemy held the high ground, and his men were squished into a small street, sitting ducks for a grenade. Not only that, to his rear offered plenty of firing positions for the enemy. He decided to split them.

He quickly signaled each of his teammates who reacted quickly.

#1 and #2 came forward, #1 using the wall for cover and aimed his submachine gun at the body of one of his enemies. Meanwhile, #2, without cover, unleashed a burst of armor piercing 6.5mm rounds from his machine gun, also aimed at the enemy's body, though recoil obviously made this hard. Afterwards, they both retreated back into the alley slightly.

At the same time, #3, #4 and #5 headed back into the courtyard and headed north up the nearest street.

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OOC: Some action for ya Stok!

[OOC: Huzzah!]

Grigor noticed a head in poking from behind the corner. His eyes widened and he stuck two fingers into his mouth. He whistled as hard as he could, and yelled out.

"Внимание!"

Ivan laughed and pulled the trigger on his deployed MG, spraying bullets into the corner in bursts. Grigor stared down the road, rifle ready, watching to make sure that the enemy did not pop up. Yuriy, the assault, popped out of the building, AK-111 out and ready to fire. Dmitriy and Innokentiy watched the corridor in the building itself. Innokentiy quickly stuck the wooden shield out, and Dmitriy did the same, creating two hurdles for the enemy to jump over when they did enter the building. Innokentiy pulled out his shock-proofed case containing the nitroglycerin, and peeked around the corner, throwing arm ready.

The action was now heating up as both teams had now exchanged bullets. They peppered the pavement in front of the team leader, but did little more than cause him to take a step back. His other team mates who were heading north, radioed their position to him, all the while keeping an eye on their GPS systems.

The team leader didn't want to expose himself, the enemy knew exactly where he was. At the same time, he needed to keep their attention and hope that they thought the whole team was behind him. He motioned to #2 and they both unhooked a tear gas grenade from their tactical vests. The team leader unhooked an additional frag.

#1 peeked around the corner and sprayed the balcony with automatic fire before tossing his frag grenade and tear gas grenade, both of which had been cooked, onto the balcony.

#2 stayed covered, and tossed his in front of the balcony. Both then quickly pulled back and donned gas masks.

Meanwhile, #3, #4 and #5 continued north, heading for the stairs which lead them to the platform.

Bullets impacted around the balcony, though little damage was done other than to the stones. Ivan continued firing until Grigor called out, "Граната!" He looked up to see two grenades hurling towards him, and he could feel the tension until Yuriy pulled out the head of cabbage and hit the tear gas grenade a moment before it exploded. The cabbage exploded alongside it while absorbing the majority of the tear gas and knocked the fragmentation grenade trajectory off so that it bounced off the edge of the balcony and exploded right underneath the machine gun, throwing the gun off and destroying a number of stones but causing no harm to Ivan. A rock had landed on Ivan's foot, but he kicked it off, nudged the machine gun to the side, aimed, and fired. Grigor shook his head and grinned. He pulled out his spade and waved it around to clear the air before cooking a stielhandgranate for a moment and tossing it down the alleyway. Grigor readied to pull the trigger the moment he even saw a hand.

In the back, the two men just sat there, doing nothing. Innokentiy took a slice of cabbage and nibbled on it before spitting it out and tossing the cabbage slice away.

[OOC: I have the death scenes planned out for them.]

Both listened to the grenades exploding, but had no idea if they had done any damage. Suddenly stick grenade hit the ground in front of them. Luckily, it had been a stick grenade and didn't roll any further, or it may have done some serious damage. It exploded, disorienting #1 and #2 slightly. Luckily, they had trained under such conditions, and they merely shrugged it off.

Fearing the enemy would come around the corner, #2 went prone, unfolding his bipod and aiming down the alley, waiting. #1 went to his knee, switching his rifle to burst and waiting.

Meanwhile, #3, #4, and #5 had just reached the stairs and climbed them, clearing the area.

Grigor stared down the alley. He called into the room.

"Гивемеёурцабаге, Иннокентиы!"

The cabbage rolled out of the room. Grigor stooped and picked it up. He then pulled out his own head of cabbage, and placed the cabbages on the floor. He threw one cabbage down the alley towards the enemy position, and then stuck a vial of nitroglycerin in the other and threw it as well, after waiting two seconds after the first cabbage.

''Cabbage?'' They both thought as two heads of cabbage rolled down the alley towards them.

Unsure of what to do or think they couldn't react before the nitroglycerin exploded. Luckily, because the cabbage had been rolled, it didn't get close enough to kill either of the men. However, the team leader, received wounds to his legs, and his pants caught fire, which he quickly and calmly slapped out. He motioned to #2 who unclipped another frag, cooked it, and tossed it down the ally.

At the same time, #3 and #4 stacked up outside of a door which lead inside the building, while #5 covered their rear.


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...and then stuck a vial of nitroglycerin in the other...
[OOC: Missed a spot. :p]

OOC: Reminds me of the kitty corner shot, my military may just borrow this technique. Anyway, I edited my post.

[OOC: The technique of sticking stuffed cats on your guns or acting unprepared by bringing random objects such as canned food and cabbages into battle?

About the nitroglycerin, look at this (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nitroglycerin).]

Ivan noticed blood and a flame emerging from behind the corner and stopped firing. He crouched behind the balcony and waited a moment and motioned for the others to do the same. At that moment, the enemy grenade flew out from behind the corner, though also at that moment Grigor spotted the enemy hand and fired a round at it. The grenade sailed over to the balcony and exploded, sending fragments into the air and ramming one into Ivan's helmet. He pulled out the small fragment and threw it on the floor. He then proceeded to take out his can of food and open it, and quickly ate the food inside before throwing the can down the alley.

Meanwhile, Innokentiy heard a noise from around the hall, and poked his head out with a vial of nitroglycerin in his right hand, ready to throw.

#2 was lucky, the bullet nearly took off his hand and he wasn't pleased. #1 on the other hand, was even worse than before, having now fallen over, apparently unconscious. #2 radioed his comrades, who informed him that they would be breaching the building, so he knew some of the pressure would be taken off of him.

Suddenly, a tin can bounced into the alley. #2 feared it would contain more explosives an backed off, running and going prone behind #1's body, using it as cover. Satisfied the can wasn't a threat he unhooked another frag and a smoke grenade from his vest. He pulled the pin on the frag, then the smoke giving the frag a chance to cook before he threw them.

He waited a few seconds before the plume of smoke engulfed the end of the alley and picked up #1, tossing him fireman carry style over his shoulder and running back towards the courtyard.

Meanwhile, the others were preparing to make entry. #3 and #4 had both equipped their shotguns, with bayonets, #3 ensuring his had a door breaching slug ready. #4 cooked a grenade and as #3 fired at the door, #4 kicked, tossing in the grenade and backing away, waiting for and explosion.

OOC: Actually neither, the use of random objects to deliver death.

[OOC: Next post tomorrow.]

Innokentiy heard gunfire saw a grenade fly across the hallway and quickly ducked his head down. The explosion sent smoke towards his direction, but he just stuck his head back out and prepared to throw the vial of nitroglycerin. He then thought a moment, and quickly motioned for Dmitriy using three fingers and then a thumbs up. Dmitriy tossed him a cabbage. Innokentiy stuck the nitroglycerin into the cabbage and calculated some numbers in his head, and threw the cabbage at a trajectory that would land it somewhere near the door.

Ivan, noticing smoke from a smoke grenade around the corner, immediately ducked down. Grigor jumped off the balcony onto a crate below, and watched in trepidation as a fragmentation grenade sailed right over his head and bounced onto the balcony. Ivan took one look to his left, and the universal thought ran through his head.

"Шит."

The grenade exploded as Yuriy ducked into the building, and Ivan was thrown backwards onto the wall behind him. Several fragments embedded themselves into the machine gun, ruining it and sending it toppling over the side of the balcony. Time seemed to slow down as Ivan saw a large fragment fly into his face, smashing right into his forehead into his skull. The shock of the fragment affected the brain in such a way so that it actually exploded inside the cranial cavity, sending grey coloured mush out the hole in the front of his head. His helmet was knocked off by another fragment, and his bloody corpse sat on the ground, brain and blood flowing out of the hole in the frontal lobe. Soon after, the balcony collapsed, sending Ivan's body off the edge and onto the floor a moment before a large piece of concrete smashed his skull into a puddle and crushed the rest of his body.

Yuriy poked his head out and saw the corpse. He cursed under his breath, and ran back into the building. Grigor, rifle out and ready, had not been affected by the grenade, and the dust that had been uplifted by the collapse of the balcony did not affect him. He then stood up and ran down the alley, noticing a small blood stain and a smoke grenade. He picked up the grenade and tossed it down the courtyard, and stuck his head out to see a boot a moment before it disappeared behind the corner. He pulled out a stielhandgranate and twisted the bottom before just throwing it without cooking the grenade. He then pulled out another grenade and tossed it as well before launching his nitroglycerin vial and throwing it around the corner as well.

[OOC: Grigor is at the second corner, which is directly in front of the courtyard.]

#2 panted as he wheeled around the corner, rather roughly tossing his comrade onto the pavement below. He could hear a great crashing noise which he assumed had been his grenade, destroying the balcony. Seconds later, as he brought his rifle up, his smoke grenade soared by, into the courtyard. He quickly dropped his Lucy and switched to his submachine gun. Then he noticed a hand, holding a grenade come around the corner and in seconds, a grenade had soared right by his head.

He thought fast, although it might mean the death of his comrade, he had to save himself. He burst forward, intent on charging around the corner when the same hand came around again, releasing another grenade which hit him in the chest and fell at his feet. As he reached down to grab it, a vial soared over his back, landing a few meters behind him, near #1 and simultaneously with the first grenade it exploded.

#1 was not only hit with the massive shockwave of the nitroglycerin blast, which actually crushed his ribs, causing one to pierce his heart, but also with many pieces of shrapnel, one which severed his arm. The man was dead.

#2 meanwhile was propelled forward and as he fell, he awkwardly picked up the grenade, and rolled, placing himself at the entrance to the alley. He tossed the grenade, not wanting to attempt to aim, it actually went farther than he had hoped. Unfortunately, this meant, as he spotted an enemy, he didn't have his hands on his weapon. He instinctively reached towards his hip, where he had a pistol waiting in its holster.

The cabbage landed in the open doorway, but luckily, the men had been far enough back to not be significantly damaged. Each felt the blast's pressure and #3's ear had been slightly damaged, but nothing that would stop him yet.

#4 charged in the door, rapidly followed by #3 while #5 waited behind. Upon entering, #4 put Dmitriy in his sights and fired, hoping to take the man down.

Grigor yelled at the enemy in a thick Stoklomolvi accent with his rifle aimed at the man's chest.

"Don't move! I'll shoot you!"

Then, a cabbage from the previous nitroglycerin explosion fell from the sky onto his head. This frightened him a bit, and he fired his weapon at the enemy. He then dropped his rifle and pulled out his Nagant M1895 revolver.

Back inside the building, Innokentiy noticed an enemy standing right in front of him, shooting at Dmitriy who was in the room, and quickly took out his spade and cleaved at him. Both men were around the corner, the enemy facing into the room from the corner of the hall. He yelled at Dmitriy, who narrowly dodged a bullet by rolling away, to hand him a bundle grenade. Dmitriy yelled at Yuriy, and soon after he held a total of three grenades in his hands. He then realised that he had no more cabbage, cursed, and tossed his grenades at Innokentiy, who caught them with his free hand while still cleaving away. Dmitriy then thought of a genius idea and pulled out his can of food, and threw its contents at Yuriy, who then stuck a vial of nitroglycerin into the mixture. Dmitriy put the foodstuffs back into the can.

Alley
#2 didn't have time to make out what the man had said in his thick accent before a head of cabbage hit the man on the head, #2 had already grabbed his pistol and was about to bring it up when he was hit, in the shoulder with a rifle round. It felt like a bolt of lightening had just torn through him but he fought the urge to look, flinch or even topple over. He had to kill the man in front of him The man had dropped his rifle and was going for his pistol, #2 had a window. He raised the pistol, injured shoulder and all and aimed, at his enemies' chest, firing four times.

Building
#4 fired and suddenly saw a shovel coming towards him. His training took over, he turned his shotgun and used it to block from the first blow, and the second, and the third. Suddenly the man was distracted slightly, in an attempt to catch something. #4 used the opportunity. His shot gun had been horizontal, as he was using to block the blows, suddenly as the spade hit his rifle, he spun it vertical, bringing the point of his bayonet across the man's throat, tossed the sling over the man's head and around his neck, keeping him in range. In mere seconds he would deliver punishing knees.

#3 had entered behind #4, and saw the men tossing about objects, as the last man caught a glinting object, he stepped around #4 and fired at the man.

In the Alley, Grigor was hit in the chest once and in the leg once, and he flinched while shooting at the enemy soldier with his revolver, propelling 7.62 mm bullets at 272 m/s when the enemy was at most ten metres away. After recovering, he fired an additional two bullets before pulling out his spade and throwing it at the enemy like a knife.

Back in the building, Innokentiy fell on the floor as he saw the glint of a bayonet. He clenched his teeth and twisted every grenade he had in his left hand and shoved it at the enemy before attempting to roundhouse kick the enemy around the ankle and mashing his spade at the enemy's face with all the strength he had in his body while lying on the ground. Dmitriy threw the can of foodstuffs as hard as he could into the pile of enemy bodies as Yuriy popped out from behind the corner and blasted the enemies with his PPSh-41. Dmitriy was then hit by a shotgun blast to his left leg, sending him toppling over to the side. He pulled out his AK-108 and started firing into the crowd.

Alley
#2 was hit, first in the chest, then the leg, then the head. He slumped forward, allowing blood to pool on the ground. He was dead.

In the confusion #4 was knocked to the ground by a kick to his ankle, something he had not expected. Luckily, in his awkward fall, he missed being hit by the spade. As #4 attempted to get to his feet, the foodstuffs and the vial smashed, right between him and the enemy. He was hit, full force with the shock wave and many shards of glass. His boots, despite being tough, had not protected his feet from the glass. His legs also had glass impeded in them. Worst of all, he couldn't hear. He had survived, but in no condition to fight. He screamed in agony, rapidly heading towards a state of shock.

#3 pressed himself against the wall as bullets wizzed by. He had hit someone and they had slumped over, he aimed again and fired, just as the man fired at him, hitting him twice in the arm and once in the leg, causing him to fall.

#5 meanwhile, could hear the commotion inside. He used his headset to try to contact those inside.

''#3, #4 sitrep over.''

Grigor smiled, and dropped his revolver. His job was complete. As he slumped onto his knees, he looked upwards. Mission accomplished. He fell over, dead.

Innokentiy caught fire and was killed by the shockwave emitted by the explosion instantly, though is burning corpse sent sparks into the air that began igniting the walls. Dmitriy, on the ground, noticed the spreading fire, and quickly began to crawl out of the building, only to remember that the balcony had collapsed. Yuriy noticed the writhing enemy on the ground, and quickly dove over and pulled out his revolver. He muttered something and shot the enemy, pistol poised at the head. Dmitriy was looking down at the ground below the destroyed balcony, and figured that if he could just touch the concrete he could survive. Yuriy ran back in front of the burning corridor and fired a burst of ten bullets from his PPSh-41 before running and jumping out of the open door onto the concrete below. He touched down on the ruins of the balcony three feet below the room, and noticed Dmitriy hanging off the edge. He told for Dmitriy to let go, which he did, and he grabbed Dmitriy as both of them tumbled off the hill of ruins and landed on the ground. Yuriy grinned.

"Ўэре сафеноў, Дмитрийй. Дмитрийй?"

Dmitriy was motionless. Yuriy checked Dmitriy's pulse, but there was none. Dmitriy had been killed by the shock of landing on the concrete Yuriy clenched his fist. If Grigor had been successful, then there would be one enemy remaining. He cursed the fact that he had no more cabbage, and ran into the courtyard to see three dead bodies; two of the enemy, one of Grigor. Grigor's body was facing upwards, eyes towards the sky and a grin on the face. Yuriy closed Grigor's eyes, and began to run towards the rear of the building.

#4 was hit in the face, the bullet smashing through his skull sending both bullet and bone fragments into his skull. It was like putting down an old dog to prevent it from suffering.

#3 was hit with 7 of the ten bullets that had been fired and he two died from wounds to the head.

#5, not receiving a transmission back, assumed his team was dead and entered the building.

...Yuriy ran back in front of the burning corridor and fired a burst of ten bullets from his PPSh-41...
[OOC: Missed this, I guess.]

OOC: My bad... fixed.

Yuriy had his PPSh-41 pulled out and ran up the stairs, boots clanging against the metal stairwell as the fire crackled and raged inside. He neared the doorway.

#5 noticed the smoke billowing throughout the hallway and felt the heat from the flames. He could have sworn he heard the sound of boots on metal but assumed it was only the fire. His comrades lay in a pile, one had caught fire. He seen them motionless and knew for sure now that they were dead. He had no idea how many enemy soldiers were still alive but didn't think any would be inside. He turned, checking behind him out the door before exiting.

Yuriy bumped into the enemy in the doorway, gun pressed into the enemy's stomach. Surprised he looked right at the enemy's face, which was mere centimetres away. He took a step back, and spoke in a heavy accent to the man.

"I do not wish to kill you. If you drop your weapons, you will live, and this battle will be over. If you do not, then you will die for a futile cause."

His fingers tensed.

#5 was not a stupid man, but a man full of pride, bravery and loyalty and he was intent on revenge for the deaths of his fallen comrades.

He grabbed the muzzle of the man's weapon, pushing it to the side as he delivered a groin kick while wrenchting back on the weapon.

OOC: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Y2bcQI1_h4.
Here is the new movement.

[OOC: He's holding a PPSh-41...read the post describing me going up the stairs.]

OOC: Not my day today, I've trip twice going up my stairs lol. Anyway, fixed with a new video.

[OOC: But he's a eunuch! :p]

Yuriy was shoved to the side and then kicked, and he nearly fell off of the stairs. He jumped off and fell on the ground, machine gun flying through the air and breaking on the concrete. He took out his vial of nitroglycerin and threw it at the enemy standing on the stairs before clutching his abdomen and pulling his M1895.

#5 hadn't expected the man to fall back so far, but it just proved his technique had worked, though it had left him without a weapon, he drew his pistol and as he did, he watched the enemy cock his arm back in preparation to throw something. Wasting no time, #5 fired once before literally diving off the balcony in an attempt to tackle the man below.

OOC: Yes I realize this could possibly kill us both.

The bullet landed in the concrete and sprayed dirt around him. He looked up to see the enemy flying through the air, and his impulse took over. He quickly rolled over to his left many times to get away from the flying enemy. Behind, the explosion destroyed the stairwell and collapsed the building's foundation in its entirety, sending dirt flying through the air around them. As Yuriy stopped rolling, he looked for the enemy.

#4 landed on his pistol and his left wrist, rolling forward but luckily tucking in his chin to prevent him from breaking his neck. The impact had broken his left wrist, which had held the pistol, but was now limp, the bone protruding from it at an awkward angle.

#4 had watched his enemy roll away and upon completing his roll, #4 turned in the enemies direction while drawing his bayonet.

Still in much pain, Yuriy quickly raised his pistol and emptied an entire cartridge in the direction of the enemy. Then, he raised his spade and threw it like a throwing axe, blade parallel to the ground. For good measure, he took out his can of food as well, burst it open, and threw it alongside its contents at the enemy. After doing this, he attempted to reload.

In a final, cinematic style death, #5 took bullet after bullet, three shots to his chest, one to his stomach and one to his knee. He tried to stand, however, his legs gave out and he fell forward, slowly bleeding to his death.

OOC: Good match Stok. Booth, who am I against next?

Yuriy watched as his enemy fell over, and then lied down himself. He slipped into unconsciousness with the pain slowly subsiding from his body. He felt numb and cold, and slowly, he faded away from the trauma sustained in combat. The deed was done.

[OOC: Damn, my guy didn't die in the end. Self-preservation comes first, I guess. It was a very good match, Orbath. The only thing I had is that we both used explosives too much; had there been more guns, my men would have all died.]

ooc: I agree with the explosives bit, but I still enjoyed it.

[OOC: 'Twas fun, though I kept feeling that my men should have died when they didn't.]

OOC: I was wondering the same thing about my men, so I based it on how easily your men would die, that way it was fair, imo at least. I don't think either of us really went overboard and we both came out happy, so we both did fine I guess. Interestingly enough, I checked the round #2 schedule and I'm supposed to face you, but I imagine Booth changed it around to account for Anselmus.

Bump Aissur?

OOC: So Booth, who am I up against next?

[ooc: I am checking if Ansel is still in it. If he is then the next round will be

Orbath vs. Ansel -office
Aissur vs. Stok -office

If Ansel is NOT in

Orbath vs. HOB -office
Aissur vs. Stok -office

[OOC:Woops, sorry.]

The Squad continued down the hallway until they came to a turn. They then followed it until they emerged into a large train station. They stoped by the wall and surveyed the surrondings.

They then began to walk towards the white train. They stopped behind it.

#1 and #5 of the HOB Death Heads had taken their position covering the inner train yard. As they scanned the rails a shuffle of movement across the yard.

"Heads up... movement across the yard at our 'one o' clock'..." The point man breathed into his communication receiver.

#1 and 5 watched as the 5 Zeta team members crossed towards the train...

"Do you all have eyes on?" #1 spoke radioed to his team.

"Negative from 2 and 3" responded the two members who had headed in the opposite direction.

#1 swore to himself as Zeta reached their destination, "Five tangos behind central white train... respond when you have eyes on and are prepared to engage."

Zeta 1 Held up his hand in the signal to stop. He picked up a rock and chucked it toward the Death Hands.

"Prepare to fire when you see the enemy." Said Zeta 1.

The rock skipped on the ground near DH-1 and 5. So, Zeta team has spotted them...but had they seen 2 and 3 trying to outflank their position?

DH-1 spoke quietly into his radio, his eyes ever scanning over the train yard.

"DH-2 and 3 they have our position, try to flank."

2 and 3 got the message just as they were moving up on the covered grey train, just one car away from the white one the Aissurians were taking cover behind.

2 went to one knee and peeked around the corner. There they were... five ducks in a row.

2 signaled silently to #3 and then radioed into his squad, "roger, we have them on their flank. Will engage on your mark".

1 and 5 nodded to each other and then #1 spoke into his mic, "Engage now!"

2 and 3 leaned around the corner of the train. #2 was on his knees, while #3 leaned out standing and shooting over him.

OOC: I guess its time for round two Anselmus. I'll take the top left corner, you get bottom right on Office I believe. Also I'm not going to update the map for the first post, as its easy enough to understand where my men are.

Like in their previous match, they were carried in by a Doomani made helicopter and one by one, they fast roped down onto the tarmac. The team leader ordered them into all round defense and they formed a circle, facing outwards, waiting t regain their bearing and giving #1 a few vital moments for thought.