Orbath
18-12-2008, 03:05
Warrant Officer Rick Hiller was a tall, muscular imposing man who often took pleasure in scaring subordinates from other units who didn't know him well. Despite his figure and the scowl that he usually wore on his face, Hiller was actually a nice, caring and funny individual, at least when the situation allowed for it. He was also a fierce, aggressive and fearless leader who took pride in everything military, especially the unit he lead. He crusaded to ensure his platoon was the best at everything they ever did and it worked. His unit was the best looking platoon on parade in the company and had the best marksmanship scores in the battalion. It didn't stop there, Hiller was always pushing his unit to be better.
Today would be no different, he was going to ensure his platoon won at all costs. In his mind he knew his platoon was better trained, better equipped and wanted it more. While that may not be true, he believed it, his platoon believed it and sometimes that was enough. He was really looking forward to once the bullets started flying.
His tan colored boots kicked up a small cloud of dust as he and his platoon moved into the battle zone. The section he was part of had taken the middle, which provided little cover, while the other two sections stuck to the sides of the road, pressed up against the building for cover. He was almost certain he wouldn't encounter any contacts in the area they were in, that is why he took such a risk. He couldn't see much from the street level, however both buildings to his east and west had two floors, so he decided he would proceed into the western one and get a better view of the battlefield. He spoke calmly through his headset, giving his platoon instructions.
''3rd Section, secure the building to the east and establish defensive positions from within, 2nd section, proceed to the rear of the western building and search for a possible second entrances. 1st Section, we are entering from the front.''
Sergeant Walter Grant was the section leader of 3rd section and he certainly deserved the appointment. Grant was a good leader and a better soldier. Grant flashed instructions to his section. They were going to take the building from two directions. From the front door and the southern window. Fireteam Alpha which included him pressed themselves up against the western wall of the building, stacking up around the beat up wooden door on the front of the building.
Bravo Fireteam headed to the southern wall of the building, two men facing in opposite directions guarding one who was crouched on the ground and another who would be using this man's back to pull himself into the building. The men of both fireteams were tense as they waited for Grant's command.
''Bravo, Frag em, enter after explosion.''
Bravo's Team Leader, Master Corporal Edwin Marks , the man who was about to hop in the building pulled a grenade from his vest, pulled the pin and waited, cooking the grenade. He tossed the grenade in the open window and got down. Listening as the grenade bounced off of a wall and hit the ground.
''Boom!''
The grenade exploded with a resounding boom, sending shrapnel throughout the room and even out the window, so it was lucky that the Marks' had ducked, otherwise his face would likely have many shards of metal stuck inside of it.
Marks rose to his feet, climbing onto the back of the crouched man and launching himself into the room in an awkward, superhero like jump. At the same time, Grant's boot connected with the front door, completely knocking it down and destroying some of the frame. He entered quickly, and the flashlight on his rifle illuminated an empty hallway. He entered further and moved down the hall as the rest of the fireteam joined him.
Marks feet hit the floor and it took a bit of effort to make sure his ankle didn't buckle. He held his rifle high and moved to the corner of the room, at the same time scanning for threats. Another man hopped in through the window, followed by a third. The first to covered the third while he helped the crouched soldier gain entry.
Grant reached a door which he was certain lead to the same room the other fireteam had entered into.
''Friendlies coming in.''
He booted in the door and found himself face to face with the other fireteam, lined against the room's southern wall, weapons held high, ready to go. He headed back into the hallway, a few feet further and he reached a door, this time on the left. Ahead he could see two more doors and a staircase.
''Bravo, hit those rooms.''
He booted down the door and found himself in a crude kitchen.
''Clear!''
As he entered back into the hallway, he heard two groups, one in each room yell that the rooms were clear.
''Bravo, secure this level.''
He headed slowly up the stairs, Alpha behind him covering his every move. Upon reaching the top he found himself in an office which had several windows and two separate doors which lead out onto a large balcony. He kept low, trying not to allow himself to be seen through the door or windows. Using hand signals he ordered his team to take up positions in the windows.
As 3rd Section had cleared the building, 2nd and 1st had done the same, much in the same fashion although it took them longer. They found themselves in a small grocery store with two apartments above. Now Hiller was crouched, peering out a window, looking north.
He could see that after the path/road, the land rose, which also prevented him from seeing all the way to the other side of the battle zone. Also blocking his way were several large rocks, a small hut and a wall which sat on the hill. Although elevation was good, Hiller didn't want to put his team in the middle of things and he was sure he could find better cover. Looking to the west and northwest he could see that a small, long clump of buildings stretched along the dirt road. To the northeast, a larger grouping on buildings.
Ideally these were places he wanted to be. The buildings offered the most cover and would give him the chance to set traps. He decided to take time to formulate a plan, so he had all three sections establish defensive positions within their buildings.
OOC: I'm not going to bother with the map for this post, I'm sure you know where I am. OOB coming.
Order of Battle
Fireteam Alpha
Warrant Officer Rick Hiller (Platoon Leader/Rifleman)
1 x AY-144A Assault Rifle
1 x PY-57 Pistol
1 x Dauntless Class Body Armor (III) (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13691710&postcount=1)
4 x Frag Grenades
3 x Smoke Grenades
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
Gunner
1 x LSWY-150A Machine Gun
1 x Dauntless Body Armor (III)
1 x PY-57 Pistol
2 x Frag Grenades
1 x Smoke Grenade
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
2 x Replacement Barrels
(2IC/Rifleman)
1 x AY-144A Assault Rifle
1 x Dauntless Body Armor (III)
1 x PY-57 Pistol
4 x Frag Grenades
3 x Smoke Grenades
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
(Grenadier)
1 x AY-144A Assault Rifle
1 x Under barrel Grenade Launcher
1 x PY-57 Pistol
4 x Frag Grenades
3 x Smoke Grenades
4 x Rifle Grenades
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
2 x Door Breaching Charges
Its the same kit for the other fireteams and sections. Also I'm not going to bother linking to all the weapons again, just look in the other thread or at Yanitarian Arms.
Today would be no different, he was going to ensure his platoon won at all costs. In his mind he knew his platoon was better trained, better equipped and wanted it more. While that may not be true, he believed it, his platoon believed it and sometimes that was enough. He was really looking forward to once the bullets started flying.
His tan colored boots kicked up a small cloud of dust as he and his platoon moved into the battle zone. The section he was part of had taken the middle, which provided little cover, while the other two sections stuck to the sides of the road, pressed up against the building for cover. He was almost certain he wouldn't encounter any contacts in the area they were in, that is why he took such a risk. He couldn't see much from the street level, however both buildings to his east and west had two floors, so he decided he would proceed into the western one and get a better view of the battlefield. He spoke calmly through his headset, giving his platoon instructions.
''3rd Section, secure the building to the east and establish defensive positions from within, 2nd section, proceed to the rear of the western building and search for a possible second entrances. 1st Section, we are entering from the front.''
Sergeant Walter Grant was the section leader of 3rd section and he certainly deserved the appointment. Grant was a good leader and a better soldier. Grant flashed instructions to his section. They were going to take the building from two directions. From the front door and the southern window. Fireteam Alpha which included him pressed themselves up against the western wall of the building, stacking up around the beat up wooden door on the front of the building.
Bravo Fireteam headed to the southern wall of the building, two men facing in opposite directions guarding one who was crouched on the ground and another who would be using this man's back to pull himself into the building. The men of both fireteams were tense as they waited for Grant's command.
''Bravo, Frag em, enter after explosion.''
Bravo's Team Leader, Master Corporal Edwin Marks , the man who was about to hop in the building pulled a grenade from his vest, pulled the pin and waited, cooking the grenade. He tossed the grenade in the open window and got down. Listening as the grenade bounced off of a wall and hit the ground.
''Boom!''
The grenade exploded with a resounding boom, sending shrapnel throughout the room and even out the window, so it was lucky that the Marks' had ducked, otherwise his face would likely have many shards of metal stuck inside of it.
Marks rose to his feet, climbing onto the back of the crouched man and launching himself into the room in an awkward, superhero like jump. At the same time, Grant's boot connected with the front door, completely knocking it down and destroying some of the frame. He entered quickly, and the flashlight on his rifle illuminated an empty hallway. He entered further and moved down the hall as the rest of the fireteam joined him.
Marks feet hit the floor and it took a bit of effort to make sure his ankle didn't buckle. He held his rifle high and moved to the corner of the room, at the same time scanning for threats. Another man hopped in through the window, followed by a third. The first to covered the third while he helped the crouched soldier gain entry.
Grant reached a door which he was certain lead to the same room the other fireteam had entered into.
''Friendlies coming in.''
He booted in the door and found himself face to face with the other fireteam, lined against the room's southern wall, weapons held high, ready to go. He headed back into the hallway, a few feet further and he reached a door, this time on the left. Ahead he could see two more doors and a staircase.
''Bravo, hit those rooms.''
He booted down the door and found himself in a crude kitchen.
''Clear!''
As he entered back into the hallway, he heard two groups, one in each room yell that the rooms were clear.
''Bravo, secure this level.''
He headed slowly up the stairs, Alpha behind him covering his every move. Upon reaching the top he found himself in an office which had several windows and two separate doors which lead out onto a large balcony. He kept low, trying not to allow himself to be seen through the door or windows. Using hand signals he ordered his team to take up positions in the windows.
As 3rd Section had cleared the building, 2nd and 1st had done the same, much in the same fashion although it took them longer. They found themselves in a small grocery store with two apartments above. Now Hiller was crouched, peering out a window, looking north.
He could see that after the path/road, the land rose, which also prevented him from seeing all the way to the other side of the battle zone. Also blocking his way were several large rocks, a small hut and a wall which sat on the hill. Although elevation was good, Hiller didn't want to put his team in the middle of things and he was sure he could find better cover. Looking to the west and northwest he could see that a small, long clump of buildings stretched along the dirt road. To the northeast, a larger grouping on buildings.
Ideally these were places he wanted to be. The buildings offered the most cover and would give him the chance to set traps. He decided to take time to formulate a plan, so he had all three sections establish defensive positions within their buildings.
OOC: I'm not going to bother with the map for this post, I'm sure you know where I am. OOB coming.
Order of Battle
Fireteam Alpha
Warrant Officer Rick Hiller (Platoon Leader/Rifleman)
1 x AY-144A Assault Rifle
1 x PY-57 Pistol
1 x Dauntless Class Body Armor (III) (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13691710&postcount=1)
4 x Frag Grenades
3 x Smoke Grenades
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
Gunner
1 x LSWY-150A Machine Gun
1 x Dauntless Body Armor (III)
1 x PY-57 Pistol
2 x Frag Grenades
1 x Smoke Grenade
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
2 x Replacement Barrels
(2IC/Rifleman)
1 x AY-144A Assault Rifle
1 x Dauntless Body Armor (III)
1 x PY-57 Pistol
4 x Frag Grenades
3 x Smoke Grenades
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
(Grenadier)
1 x AY-144A Assault Rifle
1 x Under barrel Grenade Launcher
1 x PY-57 Pistol
4 x Frag Grenades
3 x Smoke Grenades
4 x Rifle Grenades
1 x Gas Mask
1 x Bayonet
1 x Spool of Wire
2 x Door Breaching Charges
Its the same kit for the other fireteams and sections. Also I'm not going to bother linking to all the weapons again, just look in the other thread or at Yanitarian Arms.