Asteroid Blues

The mission was Frostbyte and since we only had a short time, but 3 players, we decided to play a game 1 vs 2 (220 + 200 vs 400) and declare this as two 200s games. The admins are free to ignore the points for the zones. Unfortunately we were not able to report this differently.

Story:
It was cold, damn cold in this gun field. Apparently the heating system has failed.
Sal, the Zhayadan, cursed softly to himself. At just over 50, this was simply no environment for his bones.

“Damn, could not Nael have taken on this mission himself?” He grumbled to himself.

Ghulam Alev looked around. “No, he has to answer the debacle of the last mission. There was something wrong, neither with the equipment nor with the rampaging Brigada. “By that name, he made a sacred mark to ward off evil spirits.

“That’s why I’m here.” The blonde agent, CSU It looked, scowled at the two men: “Such a failure is intolerable and flimsy statements are not tolerated! … crazy Bridaga, a journalist to spy on the enemy … and then you lose the evidence! ”

Snorting, Sal shrugs, mumbling an imprecation, sipping his drink again, filled with sweet mead.
He activated his com: “Umran, grab Mordai and Shila. There must be another unit somewhere in front. Get in touch and find out why it’s so damn cold here. No one can work like that! ”

The young Djanbazan and his Shock Marksman Rifle fled into the darkness of the dusk, followed by the two Azra’il, Shila with her Feuerbach, and her father Mordai with his HMG.

“Up there.” Umran gestured to a small figure barely discernible at dusk.
“Ganymed!” — “houseboat,” the Djanbazan answered and relaxed.

“The IFF failed and we have a solution.” He held up a ComLog. “This ComLog will go through all frequencies, but it will take a while. In addition, it should be brought to one of the modules. Oh, and the heaters should also turn it back on. Our lieutenant freezes to his old days to death. ”

“Incoming signals, approaching quickly!” Sounds a shout behind the small figure.
Umran looks at the small figure in front of him and sighs: “Take the com, take cover. We try to pave the way for you. ”
The woman, probably a Jannissary in those newfangled little armor, disappeared in a block.
“Mordai and Shila, take positions of increased coverage and look for suspicious activity. Report every incident. ”

Shila swung himself on an old landing platform and use the outstanding visibility to get an overview. Mordai took a position on the bridge, gazing at a crouching figure, a doctor perhaps? Really difficult to detect without sensors. Main thing not hostile. He nodded to the person, swung his HMG on a parapet and put a cigar in his mouth. “So you put the fire on yourself,” he called to the crouching figure, laughing and waiting. His laugh was answered only by a look that meant nothing but, “He’s completely crazy.”

“Sal, Umran here, troops are approaching. Status unknown. Recommend taking a defensive position. Manually transfer the position of our allies and take elevated position at position Albatros. ”

“Umran, Sal here. Understood.”
“At all, defend Hakim’s position. Jane Doe [CSU] will back up data. Protects albatross. Only fire when aggressive actions take place. Support of friendly combatants desired. ”

Sal took his position at the Jannissarin’s house and distributed his other troops, especially the three Ghulam, in a chain. So in an emergency and further failure of energy could be given from person to person commands. Coincidentally, his position was furthest from the agent …

Battle!

Round 1)

“Enemy shelling!” A rocket shoots past Shila. “Recover fire! Enemy turned off. “” More fighting with our comrades! ”
“Hostile TAG. Fires with lightning … so you do not get any Azra’il small. “” Fire replies, seeming to have hit him. ”
Plink … “Damn, there’s a pitcher! He did not stand a chance … “crackle … lost connection …
“Here Shila, there’s something coming up for us! Answer fire. Target out of sight and directly below me. Need exterminator! …. and there are any bears running behind …? ”

Jane Doe pulled around the landing platform and climbed the ladder. Suddenly she faced an opponent with Shotgun and tried to fire her own shotgun. Unfortunately, she was too slow and was mowed down.
She just heard a drone sweeping her opponent off her legs and then losing consciousness.

The drone and the Ghulam Alev (FO) recognized civilians on our side and on the enemy’s side.
“Watching, we have NC in the combat area!”

Round 2)

“I’m back online.” Mordai shook himself and put his cigar in his mouth.
“There is something! Data tracker signal detected! Disassemble wall. The Rafiq should turn off the target! ”
The Feuerbach tore a hole in the building on the opposite side and the Rafiq disassembled the Moran. “Destroyed target.”

“Hostile target in front of our left flank. Has good cover, move my position to the left building. “” Argh …. “Lt. Sal fell! “Medic!”

“Damn it, the Rafiq managed to switch on the heating …” whispers Umran. “Liayh, run and wake him up again!”

Round 3)

“Got hit, take cover!” Mordai takes cover behind the bridge.
“Was also hit and seek cover!” Shila gets down to earth.
Both Azra’il are therefore no longer able to give support fire.

A Namurr of the ally runs like a wild, pulls Sal back into the safe area and sprints to the console and activates it! It’s getting warm!
Liyah, the paramedic, sprints off and tries to revive Sal. She fails … twice! [First litter 20, with Commandtoken … 18]

“Oh shit, Lieutenant is dead!” Liyah is horrified. “Someone sabotaged the MedKit!”

Power and IFF are reactivated.
“Stop firing immediately! To cease fire! They are friendly units! ”

End…?

The fight ended in a 10 -1 for Haqq.

The fighting force Sandstorm retreated, unfortunately without the required data. However, with the uneasy feeling that the red army of the nomads was back again … there is something terrible wrong.

(Due to the lack of time, the entire fight was described narrative. Uezguersmaster was so friendly and recorded the complete laps.)