|When In Doubt, Start Shooting...|
I'm pretty sure that in the ORION dictionary of acronyms next to the phrase SNAFU there's a picture of our group of highly-skilled operatives.
The Tuesday Knights' clandestine infiltration of the possible WEB base on Spike Island, off the south coast of Ireland, picked up last night from where we left off last month in our latest session of Pete's Top Secret SI campaign.
We recovered rather well from the 'accidental' killing of two Russian guards and continued our stealthy investigation of the main part of the building complex.
Having discovered a pair of parallel corridors running through the centre of the building, we went to check out the rooms off of each, wary to creating any noise, and making the best of the ambient light available from the floodlights outside covering the helipad.
We spied a pair of - we presumed - techies working over a computer in one office and decided to leave them alone for the time being.
Several offices and store rooms later, having turned up empty boxes, packaged computers, and a load of paper files written in Russian, we were checking out the final office when a guard stumbled upon us.
Bruno (Kevin's character) captured him, and with Ivy's (Erica's character) help bundled him into a spare room and cold-cocked him.
There was an assumption that he was one of the two techs from the other room, so Big Mac (Simon's character), Hermione (Clare's character), both armed with stolen AK47s, and Barry (my character) went to check - while the other two stood watch.
Turns out we were wrong, and the two techs were still in there. But one spotted us as Mac peered in the glass portal.
Mac kicked open the door and let rip with a burst of AK47 fire...
...and all hope of a stealth mission went out the window.
The two techs were taken out. Hermione snatched the floppy disc from the computer they were working on and bolted.
Ivy followed her.
I went to check the window, to see just how much trouble we were in.
There were armed guards and guards with attack dogs approaching from the direction of the helipad.
So a lot of trouble.
Before I could react the window had been shot out by a spray of machine gun fire from one of the approaching guards, so I took a defensive position below the window sill to draw their fire and allow the others time to escape.
I took out the first guard with a single shot to the head.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, Mac and Bruno found themselves pinned down by more guards and so had to beat a retreat.
Hermione and Ivy made it to the wall around the fort and waited for everyone to catch up.
As the loosed guard dogs bore down on my position at the open window, Bruno gave me the nod to make a break for it, pulling the office door closed behind me - hopefully slowing the slavering dogs a bit.
At this point, the helicopter on the helipad was starting to take off.
We scrambled, a bit cack-handedly, on top of the bund wall around the fort, and covering the others, Bruno unslung his rifle and took a couple of shots at the helicopter: the second taking out the spotlight it was sweeping the area with.
Our group then made a break for it across open ground towards the small woods, behind which we would find the beach where we had left our boats when we arrived.
A couple of lucky shots from the gunman in the helicopter grazed Hermione on the back as she ran, but nothing serious and we all made it safe and sound to the treeline.
To be continued...
|Ivy's "animal friendship" trait became a source of much mirth and she was nicknamed Snow White...|