>>1948265
well back, and thank you for running cursed. Its been fun and interesting, happy thanksgiving!

>>1948265
You, Jakub and Anatoli crouch in a bombed out building overlooking the bridge out of the city. The bulky packs containing the dynamite charges rest on your backs as you all go over a last minute weapons check. The intrepid resistance driver who had delivered you had sped off when a KriegHund patrol had come around the corner. From the machine gun fire and klaxons spreading along the checkpoints away from you he was leading them on a merry chase around the city.

"Idiots going to get himself killed"
Growls Jakub, slotting a serrated blade into his boot and peering through a gap in the wall towards the bridge

"He is just giving us a distraction. Sascha has that buggy armored too well to worry about their pea shooters"
Remarks Anatoli, peering through his sights at the German patrol on the bridge

>Defend Sascha

>youre right Jakub.

>Say nothing. Observe the bridge.

>Other

>>1948297
>>Defend Sascha

>>1948297
>Say nothing. Observe the bridge.
Misson first. Talk later.

>>1948297

>Say nothing. Observe the bridge.

Rolled 39 (1d100)

>>1948297
>>1948297
Observe

>>1948297
>>Say nothing. Observe the bridge.

>>1948297
>>Say nothing. Observe the bridge.
Man you don't even remember MC's name

>quietly observe the bridge.

You scoot along the rubble pile that was once some families bedroom, broken glass and shattered, burnt wood crunching under your weight as you peer out of a small crater in the wall.

The bridge stretches nearly 300 yards across the river. Metal and concrete supports jut up from the water at regular intervals, holding them immense weight of the construction up.

A pair of checkpoints sit at each end of the bridge, each guarded by a small squad of German soldiers. You can see eight from where you sit, basic German infantry armed with rifles and Submachine guns with a pair of the long handled German grenades. Each checkpoint has a mounted machine gun nest behind a wall of sandbags and concrete. Those will be tricky to deal with but you have faith in your own abilities.

Jakub checks his watch and gets up from his seat, slapping your armor plated shoulder
"Ok we've got three hours before the convoy moves through. Lets get these charges planted and get back here."

Anatoli speaks up without removing his eye from his scope, the sight hovering on a Germans heart
"Way I see it, you've got 2 ways to go about this..."

>Go in sneaky, plant the charges underneath the bridge and exfiltrate

>Assault the bridge. With all the distraction caused by your driver some more weapons fire wont be noticed.

>Other. You've got a plan. (Write in)

>>1948379
>>Go in sneaky, plant the charges underneath the bridge and exfiltrate

>>1948367
Piotr Wojciechowski
My bad. In my defense that is impossible to spell from memory

>>1948297
>Say nothing. Observe the bridge

>>1948379
>like a coupla sneaky sneks.

>>1948379

> Go in sneaky, plant the charges underneath the bridge and exfiltrate.

File: Sneaky Beaky.gif (1.11 MB, 360x199)

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>>1948379
We goin in Sneaky Beaky Like. Maybe leave our armor here for extra sneaky breaky

>>1948379
sneeki breeki

>Sneeki breeki lads

You check the action on your LMG before slinging it over your back, removing your helmet and laying next to the detonators

"We go in nice and quiet, under the bridge and set the charges on the supports. They'll never know we were there until Theyre drowning. Lets move"
You say as Jakub and Anatoli nod in agreement.

>Take Jakub with you. Close combat specialist

>Take Anatoli with you. Scout Sniper with a silenced pistol

>Take them both. Three man team.

>>1948464
>Take Jakub with you. Close combat specialist

Anatoli go overwatch

>>1948464
>>Take Jakub with you. Close combat specialist

>>1948464

>Take Jakub with you. Close combat specialist

Anatoli is best at a distance, leave him for overwatch

>>1948464
>>>Take Jakub with you. Close combat specialist

>>1948464
>Take Jakub with you. Close combat specialist

can we ask Anatoli for his pistol?

>>1948510
You will have to trade him your pistol but yes he may. Hes a nicer guy than Jakub.

>>1948510

Well afternoon there Weaver

>>1948510
Where the fuck didja go weaver?

>Trade Anatoli your revolver for his silenced pistol

>Y
>N

>>1948536
>>N

>>1948536
>>N

>>1948536
Y

>>1948536
Y

>>1948536
>>Y

>>1948534
N

>>1948536
>>N

>Trade your revolver (temporarily) to Anatoli.

You catch Anatoli's attention, extending your revolver to him grip first along the with belt and bullets associated with it. He nods, unbuckling his own pistol and handing over the long barreled semiautomatic over.
"Make sure to aim a bit high"
He says as he buckles the revolver belt on.
"Its got a bit of a drop on it."

You nod, giving a cheeky salute as you amend Jakub duck out of the ruin, Anatoli watching your progress through his scope.

Crawling through the rubble and overgrown brush along the side of the riverbank you stop occasionally as Germans call out to one another, asking about the still spreading alarms and gunfire that spread across the outskirts of the city.

Jakub hisses through his teeth as a flashlight passes across the both if you but the distance is too great and the German is distracted by the klaxons. The beam moves on.

Crawling on your belly you reach a small ladder secured with a padlock where you will be able to climb onto the lower level of the bridge

>Break the lock (risk noise)

>Shoot the lock (risk noise)

>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

>>1948626
>>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

>>1948626
>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

>>1948536

>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

>>1948626
>>Break the lock (risk noise)

>>1948626
>>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

>>1948626
>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

>>1948626
use gun? no. use bomb?no. use knife?no. use jakob? yes.

>Boost Jakub, have him drop the ladder down

You squat down, cupping your hands and looking pointedly at Jakub
"Up you get"

He smirks, bracing his foot in your hands and you stand, boosting him up. He grips the ladder and perches on it like a monkey, fiddling with the lock for a moment before climbing up and undoing a small latch.
"Look out"
He says softly before the well greased ladder slides down rather quickly.

You barely manage to jerk out of the way before it crushes your skull, glaring up at Jakub as you climb. His quiet chuckles echo back to you as you enter the sublevel of the bridge. Dripping, rust laden water drips from above you, below the tiny walkways, the roiling river waiting to swallow anyone at the slightest misstep.

You come to the first support, a mass of metal and concrete emerging like a pillar from the river, bolts the size of your forearm holding the junction together.

You pull the first charge from your pack, wedging it into a gap in the construction. The small radio detonator is inserted as gingerly as possible, a tiny green light showing it is primed and ready.

1 down. 4 to go.

Suddenly Jakub hisses at you to get down as a rhythmic thunk approaches along with a beam of sweeping light.

Jakub gingerly pulls a slim dagger from belt while you draw your pistol, placing a finger to your lips. The first sign of alarm will see you trapped by German soldiers with next to no cover.

>Have Jakub take the soldier

>Shoot the Soldier

>Initiate Uber-Stealth mode. You are the bridge. Think Bridgey thoughts

>>1948672
>>Initiate Uber-Stealth mode. You are the bridge. Think Bridgey thoughts

>>1948672
>>Initiate Uber-Stealth mode. You are the bridge. Think Bridgey thoughts
Nobody here but us bridge trolls.

>>1948672
>Initiate Uber-Stealth mode. You are the bridge. Think Bridgey thoughts

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>1948672
Blank that shit!

>You are the bridge.
>Roll me 1d100 for your stealth

>>1948672
>>Initiate Uber-Stealth mode. You are the bridge. Think Bridgey thoughts

>>1948696
sorry, plank*

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1948696

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1948697

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1948697
Are we Solid Snake?

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1948697

>>1948704
Hmmmm....
>>1948703
I guess you are NOW

>>1948703
the bridgest!

>97. Stealthiest of stealthers

You extend an open palm towards Jakub as you lean into the shadows.
The gesture is simple, stay there, don't move. He crouches down lower, pressing against the rusted wet metal and nearly dissolving into the shadows.

You press backwards, as close to the support as you can as the German soldier walks past obliviously, humming a tune and idly flicking his flashlight from place to place without even really registering what he sees. He reaches a ladder and flicks off his beam, climbing out of your view in moments. You exhale in relief as you both emerge from hiding, Jakub grinning like a wolf as he slides the dagger back into its sheath
"Well done Piotr. I didnt know you could hide that well"

You wave him along as you make your way along to the next support. A second charge is placed with little issue, the green light blinking dimly as it syncs with the detonator.

2 down, 3 to go.

>Roll me 1d100 for Your Sneakiness for the next charge

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1948733

Rolled 10 (1d100)

>>1948733

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1948733

Rolled 91 (1d100)

>>1948733

Rolled 90 (1d100)

>>1948733

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>1948733
set them up the bomb

>>1948738

Oh thank God

>88. Sneeki beeki

You and Jakub creep along like shadows in the underbelly of the bridge. The rusted railings threaten to give way at the slightest pressure. The floor is dangerous with jagged spurs of metal that seek to snag a boot and send you plummeting to a watery grave.

But not today. You reach the next support with little trouble, a kicked pebble being the only noise that echoes louder than the drip of water as you stow the next explosive into its final resting place. The detonator slides in smoothly as Jakub watches your back, a blade in glittering in the low light.

"Three down. Two more. Lets move Piotr"

>Roll me 1d100 for stealth.

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>1948775
Snake must have been our mentor

Rolled 34 (1d100)

>>1948775

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>1948775
sneek the beek

Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>1948775

Are we the sneekiest of breekies?

>>1948781
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!

>>1948781
no lol

>>1948781
>>1948783
>>1948784

dear god, WHAT HAVE I DONE!

>>1948781

YOU FUCKING BLOCK MY ROLL WITH THIS SHIT?

>>1948781
>>1948786
>>1948787
Time for guns!

>>1948784
but what if maybe....yes?

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1948775

>>1948781
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2P5qbcRAXVk

if the enemy all dies, it's very stealthy

>>1948842
New Thread theme.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnKeN9zIkoE

>1. Shits fucked.

All good things must come to an end however as you and Jakub learn as you come around a corner and are Confronted face to face by a German soldier taking a smoke break. Jakub lunges forward, one hand over the Germans mouth as a dagger is rammed between his ribs. The muffled scream of pain and alarm isn't loud enough to carry far. The gunshot from his sidearm however is.

Jakub yelps in pain as a bloody gouge is torn from his side as the dying German manages to draw and fire his pistol. The dagger finds a new home in the Germans eye and his body is kicked backwards over the railing, Jakub unslinging his submachinegun as cries of alarm echo out along the upper level.

"Fuck me. This just got a lot harder Piotr! Give me the charges and cover me while I set the rest!"
Jakub hisses, checking his magazine.

>Germans alerted

>Cover Jakub with your LMG

>You've got this, he can cover you.

>other

>>1948858
>>Cover Jakub with your LMG

Rolled 53 (1d100)

>>1948858
fire upon them
REDEMPTION!

>>1948858

>Cover Jakub with your LMG

>>1948867

Not yet you haven't my son

>>1948858
>>Cover Jakub with your LMG

>>1948858
>>Cover Jakub with your LMG

>>1948858
>>Cover Jakub with your LMG

>COVERING FIRE.

you toss Jakub your pouch of demo charges, propping your LMG up on a railing while he charges ahead, crouching low while Germans above you run to and fro, shouting in alarm and fury as flashlight beams begin popping up around the pair of ladders.

>Fire a burst to keep them pinned down (-2 ammo)

>Fire indiscriminately (-4 ammo)

>pick your targets. Splatter whoever peaks their head out. (-1 burst)

>Other (grenades, sidearm, etc)

>>1948890
>>pick your targets. Splatter whoever peaks their head out. (-1 burst)

>>1948890
>>Fire indiscriminately (-4 ammo)
covering fire

>>1948890
Throw a grenade to flush them out, then >pick your targets. Splatter whoever peaks their head out. (-1 burst)

>>1948890

>pick your targets. Splatter whoever peaks their head out. (-1 burst)

And mix it with

>Other (grenades, sidearm, etc)

Tossing a few grenades for flushing out targets in cover

>2 Grenades and Picking targets it is.
>Roll me 3d100 for accuracy

Rolled 61, 34, 50 = 145 (3d100)

>>1948914

Rolled 56, 9, 15 = 80 (3d100)

>>1948914

Rolled 15, 78, 65 = 158 (3d100)

>>1948914

Rolled 56, 24, 26 = 106 (3d100)

>>1948914

Give me something good dice gods you assholes

Rolled 34, 90, 71 = 195 (3d100)

>>1948914

Rolled 70, 86, 24 = 180 (3d100)

>>1948914
redemption?

>Consider him covered.
>61, 78, 65.

Gunshots flick out as Jakub crouches in cover, bullets gouging the metal he hides behind, firing blindly over the top. You grab a grenade from your bandoleer and fling it over his head, a yelp of alarm sounding as Germans scramble away before the small explosive detonates in a cloud of razor sharp shrapnel.

Men howl in pain as their flesh is torn by the shards of metal, one collapses backward clutching his throat as blood pulses heavily from the jagged tear.

Another grenade lands square in the middle of a group of soldiers, Theyre response is a moment too late as it goes off in their midst, spraying shrapnel and a fine pink mist as they are shredded. They collapse either screaming weakly or like marionettes with their strings cut.

"MOVE JAKUB!"
you roar, popping back up with your LMG ready as a German soldier peaks out of cover just in time to take a five round burst to the upper chest. He pitches backward silently and tumbles over the railing like a bloodied ragdoll. You can hear the Germans speaking in alarm and panic, it seems you pulped their officer and Theyre unwilling to push forward again.

>Take the fight to them.

>Stay in cover, Jakub needs you

>Signal Anatoli. Sniper overwatch time.

>other

>>1948960
>>Stay in cover, Jakub needs you

>>1948960

>Signal Anatoli. Sniper overwatch time.

>>1948960

>Signal Anatoli. Sniper overwatch time.

>>1948960
>Signal Anatoli. Sniper overwatch time.

>>1948960
>Stay in cover, Jakub needs you
finish planting the bomb then we can signal overwatch as we retreat

>>1948960
>Stay in cover, Jakub needs you

Use overwatch to retreat

>>1948960
>>Stay in cover, Jakub needs you

>>1948960
>>Stay in cover, Jakub needs you

>>1948960
Fire the bazooka at them. mind the backblast.

>Stay in cover. Shoot moar.
>Roll me 1d100 for your covering fire of Jakub. (Additional dice for grenades)

Rolled 61 (1d100)

>>1948994

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1948994

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1948994

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>1948994

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>1948994

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1948994

>92.

You grip the LMG to your shoulder tightly, sweeping the sights back and forth as Jakub moves for the last support. German soldiers are still coming down the ladders and moving down the metal stairways.

You let them have it.

Your LMG barks again and again, tumbling the Germans to the floor or into the river. Youre untouchable, the immovable object that they cannot pass safely. A bullet ricochets from your armor and you don't even flinch, leading the German and eviscerating him with a three round burst. Another burst sees another soldier flop backwards bonelessly, his helmet dotted by a pair of smoking holes that leak a mixture of blood and Grey matter.

Jakub stows the powerful charge into the support frame and hurriedly dives out of the way as a German rushes him. The unlucky kraut stumbles backward a moment later with his lungs filling with blood, a single hole in his side pumping blood.

Seems Anatoli is still watching you.

Jakub makes his way back to you as you drop the spent drum and slam in a new one
"Lets get out of here Piotr, charges are set and armed!"

>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>Have Anatoli remain hidden while you exfiltrate

>You can't risk them finding the charges. Kill them all.

>>1949037
>>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>>1949037
>>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>>1949037

>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>>1949037
>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>>1949037
>>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>>1949037
overwatch

>>1949037
>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

Secondary objetive:
>You can't risk them finding the charges. Kill them all.

Emphasis on secondary, get the fuck away.

>>1949037
>>Have Anatoli remain hidden while you exfiltrate

>>1949037
>>Drop the flare that signals you need overwatch

>Flare Drop. Sniper Time

You pull the small, red packaged flare from your belt, yanking the cord that ignites the chemical powder within. Immediately it bursts into a green tinged flame, nearly bright enough to blind you as you drop it off the railing.

"Lets move"
You say to Jakub, leading him along at a swift trot as cracks echo out from a certain bombed out ruin. Wet smacking impacts are heard along with heavy thumps as Germans flop to the bridge surface, blood spattering the road from the high power rounds.

You slide down the ladder, your gloves nearly smoking from the friction as Jakub follows, cursing all the while as blood runs down his side.

You crouch into the tall grass as Anatolis barrage continues, cutting the Germans down whenever they peek from cover.
"Good thing we are in a warzone eh? The Germans will just think they got hit by a kill squad during the night and just report it to their superiors as they leave. Idiots."
Smirks Jakub, stuffing a rag under his jacket to stem the flow of blood.

A yelp of pain followed by a splash signals the end of the engagement. If there are any other Germans remaining on that bridge that still breathe, Theyre smart enough to keep their head down.

You crawl into the bombed out building where Anatoli is waiting for you, the detonator in his lap while he watches through his scope. He holds up a finger to stem conversation
"One second"

He takes a snap shot, blowing the top of a Germans head off before he turns toward you
"Knew I forgot one. Good work out there. I kept a close eye on you two"

You and Jakub take a moment to chuckle quietly while you conceal the entrance to the vantage point while the sky lightens toward dawn. The klaxons and alarms are finally dying down.

>Let Anatoli set off the charges

>Let Jakub set off the charges

>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

>>1949096
Anyone want the pleasure?

if cant, give to jakub. He earned it

>>1949096

>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

I WANT TO FEEL THE POWER OF DESTROYING THIS

And Cursed is there a possible time that Undead Quest will come back?

>>1949096
>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

>>1949109
Once this reaches a hiatus point (after a major plot event) I will revive Undead for an equal amount of time. Leapfrog qm'ing

>>1949096
>>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

>>1949096
>>Let Jakub set off the charges
He set them, he got hurt.

>>1949096
>>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

>>1949096
>>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

>>1949096
>>Let Jakub set off the charges

>>1949139
then he should be heading back to base to get healed

>>1949096
>You'll do it. Youre the explosives expert after all.

>THIS IS MY JOB

You reach up and snag the radio detonator from Anatoli, climbing up to a better vantage point as the light of dawn spreads through the sky. The rumble of engines and hundreds of booted feet is slowly approaching and you daydream as you wait, humming to yourself as Jakub bandages the long gouge in his side and Anatoli naps, his wool cap pulled low over his eyes.

Eventually a shout in German reaches your ears as the vanguard of the convoy comes within sight. They rush forward carefully at the sight of the slain German guards, advancing cautiously they check each body, dragging them out of the way as they clear the bridge surface, in too much of a hurry to check the underside.

The convoy lurches into motion, hundreds of soldiers marching alongside truckloads of supplies and weapons, Kreighunds and EisenSoldat marching in steelclad formation while a squad of the hulking Reichswalkers make up the center with Tanks and support vehicles bringing up the rear. You prime the detonator, waiting for the opportune moment

>blow the bridge now, sink the majority of their infantry and supplies

>Wait

>>1949158
>>Wait

>>1949158

>Wait

We need to cause more damage. If there's a number of COs on the bridge along with a good number of mechs and supplies. THEN we blow it

>>1949158
>>Wait

Sink the walkers and tanks

>>1949158
>>blow the bridge now, sink the majority of their infantry and supplies

>>1949158
>>Wait

>Wait.

You somehow keep your finger away from the button, watching the front of the convoy leave the bridge. A few hundred infantry were just spared a watery grave. The Shells approach the center of the bridge, Krieghunds walking in packs while EisenSoldat march like clockwork soldiers. The massive Reichswalkers swivel their heavy guns as they follow, machinegunners sit in custom nests on the backs of the massive war machines as they stomp after their smaller brethren.

>Blow the bridge now, take out most of their light Shells and the heavies

>Wait. Take out their heavy Shells and Tanks

>>1949196
>>Blow the bridge now, take out most of their light Shells and the heavies

>>1949196
>>Wait. Take out their heavy Shells and Tanks

>>1949196
>>Wait. Take out their heavy Shells and Tanks

>>1949196
>Wait. Take out their heavy Shells and Tanks

Fuck this, I want to see ALL the walkers sinking, but the heavies and tanks are more dangerous

>>1949196
>>Wait. Take out their heavy Shells and Tanks

>>1949196
wait, for the heavies.

>Waiting intensifies.

Jakub hisses up at you
"Blow the charges damnit!"

Anatoli hushes him with a glance
"The heavies are on the bridge now. They are more valuable than all those infantry and light Shells put together. "

You never take your eyes from the vantage point as the heavy shells approach the center of the bridge, the tanks following close behind as the massive war machines plod along. The Reichswalkers stand nearly forty feet high, each arm dedicated to a massive cannon or linked autocannons. Kill tallies are etched in the side of each walkers hull. Some have dozens of tallies marked in their black paint. The tanks and Spiders follow like spawn following their mother, seeking the protection the massive Shells offer

>Blow the Bridge now, sink their Heavies and Tanks

>Wait, take out the tanks and support vehicles. They cant go far without fuel or ammo.

>>1949285
>>Blow the Bridge now, sink their Heavies and Tanks

>>1949285
>>Blow the Bridge now, sink their Heavies and Tanks

>>1949285
>>Blow the Bridge now, sink their Heavies and Tanks

>>1949285
>Blow the Bridge now, sink their Heavies and Tanks

BOOM BABY!

Imagine if we just waited until everyone had crossed, then just got up and left.

>>1949333
Jakub would shoot you most likely

>>1949285

>Blow the Bridge now, sink their Heavies and Tanks

As dear Al-Qaida say, Allahu Akbar

>KABOOM.

You wait until the first heavy Shell has almost reached the edge of the bridge when you hit the detonator. Red and orange flowers bloom along the bottom of the bridge as the powerful explosives rip the supports from their mounts and shred the concrete and steel above. The bridge lurches, shaking crazily as the Shells attempt to regain their balance as several tanks desperately reverse in an attempt to get back to safety as the bridge begins falling apart. Chunks of concrete and steel rip free, followed by thrashing Shells, sinking beneath the surface with massive splashes as the hungry river swallows them whole. With a rumbling crack the first bridge support shatters under the stress, dumping the closer end of the bridge into the river. Tanks spin as they fall, their treads spinning uselessly before they impact the water with impacts similar to bombs.

The rest of the bridge follows soon after, chunks of concrete followed by a thrashing Shell, screaming infantry or a tank still trying to drive on air.

You, Anatoli and Jakub cheer, exchanging high fives and grins before packing your gear and making your way out the back, ducking low and making your way back to the safehouse.

>Roll me 1d100 to see if you escape without a catch

Rolled 78 (1d100)

>>1949385

Time to run

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>1949385

Nat 1

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1949385

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>1949385

>>1949400
Aww yeah. We rich baby!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1949385
yay! level up?

>92. Without a hitch.

You dash through the streets, making sure the coast is clear before switching to the next piece of cover as you go. The majority of the city is active now with Germans rushing everywhere, attempting to rescue soldiers from the river, searching for those responsible. You hear more than a few gunfights as you go, the Germans cracking down on anyone caught in the streets.

They dont catch your group however. Not even close. With every step you get farther away from the German perimeter, their gunfights facing the other way as the tighten a net with nothing in it.

You make your way back to the safehouse a bit after noon, your legs cramping and sweat pouring down your back as you nearly collapse onto a bench within the warren of tunnels. A medic drags the protesting Jakub away to tend him while Anatoli heads off to get some rest.

As the team leader you need to report success to Tatyana in the coms room and as you enter the cluttered room her face lights up as she approaches you

"Piotr! So good to see you and your team back safely! Tell me! How did your mission go? I will need to file a report for command"

>Mission report time- what do you tell her (better response may result in better rewards)

>>1949475
Report what you saw. Marching army number is a good intel and recommend your teammates

>>1949475
Give her an accurate count of surviving soldiers, but exaggerate the amount of destruction you caused

>>1949475
WE located and infiltrated the bridge area without indecent, maam. However as our last charge was set we were stumbled apon by a wandering soldier on break, thus jakubs wound. We were forced to kill everyone on the bridge before evacuating successfuly to safe distance. There we awaited the german forces, they crossed the bridge seemingly in a hurry, almost ignoring the bodies of there comrades. We were able to eliminate a large concentration of heavy tanks and Reichswalkers . There support vehicles were also cut off, however a few hundred infantry and light shells were able to pass.

>>1949475
Can we report it like a war story in the same style we complimented the mechanic?

>>1949510
>>1949285
Good write-in. We should also mention the ones we killed were their aces and possibly officers.

>>1949521
Of course. Ill take the most popular/best one

>>1949529
It was a dark and stormy night...

>>1949529
>>1948960
>>1949521
Great. We should ask them what their officers look and act like, since we apparently had to gauge their deaths for it.

>>1949475
I can´t write for shit, so going whit >>1949510

Also, this >>1949490 is fucking important.

>>1949475
WE located and infiltrated the bridge area without indecent, maam. However as our last charge was set we were stumbled apon by a wandering soldier on break, thus jakubs wound. We were forced to kill everyone on the bridge before evacuating successfuly to safe distance. There we awaited the german forces, they crossed the bridge seemingly in a hurry, almost ignoring the bodies of there comrades. We were able to eliminate a large concentration of heavy tanks and Reichswalkers . There support vehicles were also cut off, however a few hundred infantry and light shells were able to pass.

>Modest and professional

"We located and infiltrated the bridge area without incident, ma'am. Using the underside of the bridge we managed to set several charges without being discovered. However as our last charge was set we were stumbled upon by a wandering soldier on break who managed to injure Jakub before being killed. We were forced to kill everyone on the bridge where Jakub set the charges while under fire before evacuating successfuly to safe distance thanks to Anatolis sniper support. There we awaited the german forces, they crossed the bridge seemingly in a hurry, almost ignoring the bodies of there comrades. We were able to eliminate a large concentration of heavy tanks and Reichswalkers, including several veteran heavy Shells and Aces. Their support vehicles were also cut off, however a few hundred infantry and light shells were able to pass. They are now trapped on the other side of the river with limited food, ammunition and fuel"
You say proudly, looking her in the eye as you mark on the map where the soldiers managed to cross.

She blinks several time before grinning broadly, smiling up at you with an ecstatic expression as she hurriedly makes several notes on her clipboard
"Tha-that is excellent news Piotr! You have done above and beyond what we hoped! Command will be immensely impressed with this! Now you go and get some rest! I insist, Youre dead on your feet."
She says with a forceful push towards the door. She gives you a brilliant smile as you leave the coms room, headed toward your bunk

>Go get some rest

>Get some food, Youre Fucking starving

>You need to go see Aleksi about White Partisan

>other

>>1949658
>Get some food, Youre Fucking starving

>>1949658
>>Get some food, Youre Fucking starving

>>1949658
>Get some food, Youre Fucking starving

When he said 'fucking', it means srs bsns

>>1949658
>>Get some food, Youre Fucking starving
chow down

>Chow time

You head into the kitchen area where you have a moment to take in the crowd of resistance fighters awaiting you before you are swept up by a cheering group of men and women, hoisting you so high you ram your head into the rocky ceiling. They bounce you on their shoulders in celebration before depositing you on a table where a glass of vodka is pushed into your hand.

Dmitri climbs up next to you, clapping you on the shoulder in pride as he calls out to the room
"Congratulations on a job VERY well done by Piotr here, Jakub and Anatoli! They PERSONALLY sent hundreds of the Kaisers men to the bottom of the river and trapped hundreds more! Truly a great blow against the enemy! TO PIOTR!"
He yells, raising his own glass before downing it

The crowd cheers, many draining their own glasses while you toss back your own, the potent alcohol searing your throat like fire as the crowd cheers again. Dmitri hops down and waves over a cook
"Get that man a big meal, looks like hes about to eat someone if he doesnt get some food soon"
He whispers in his ear while the cook smirks.

Soon a plate of food is brought to you, heaped with fried potatos and pickled vegetables and boiled sausage. You tear into the meal as people crowd around you, clamoring to hear the story from the new hero

>(Write in encouraged)

>Be Humble

>Talk yourself up

>Talk your squadmates up

>Other

Is Curse cursed?

>>1949938

>Other

Talk up us AND our squadmates

>>1949938
>Be Humble

>>1949938
This >>1949947

>>1949938
>>1949947
WE were a TEAM! TOGETHER! FOREVER! POLISH!!!!!!!!!!!

>>1949947
This. This works. These guys need some fun.

>>1949938
>Be Humble
But
>Talk your squadmates up

If you guys think getting famous and becoming a symbol is a good idea then go for it but it would also make us a huge target for snipers and artillery

>>1949938
>>1949962
Jakub! Like a knife piercing the nazis hearts. Anatoli, the vengeful hand of death. Myself a storm of hot defiance! They never stood a chance with three such forces of nature!

>>1949974
That is fine. We're The Heavy after all.

>>1949938
>>Talk your squadmates up
Jakub was one with the shadows and Anatoli was smiting Germans like Zeus with lightning bolts.

>>1949988
Seconding, though they weren't Nazis

>Talk up yourself AND your squadmates.

You immediately launch into a rousing story about the mission, detailing the fight through the underside of the bridge. Jakubs vicious fight against a dozen German shocktroopers armed only with his knife. The crowd oohs and ahs as you describe standing heroically on a pile of German corpses, firing a captured heavy machine gun under each arm, mowing down entire German assault teams. Your voice drops as you tell them, surrounded by enemy soldiers, the end had been near when Anatoli had delivered death upon them with his eagle eyed accuracy, taking down 4 German soldiers with a single shot. They grow hushed as you tell them how, when the detonator failed you yourself had set off the explosives with a well placed rocket, sending hundreds of the Kaisers finest to the bottom of the river.

They cheer at the conclusion to your completely honest story, clapping you on the back in excitement. Drinks are pushed into your hand and and you notice a certain brown haired comms technician smiling at you from the doorway.

>Go speak to Tatyana

>Continue drinking and celebrating

>Go get some sack time

>Go speak to Aleksi

>Other

>>1950085
>>Go get some sack time
We can ask about the mech and get a mission tommorow

>>1950085
>>Go speak to Tatyana

>>1950085
>Go get some sack time

SLEEEP!

>>1950085
we are polish war heroes, we dont sleep. speak with tatyana. i bet she wants to thank us too...personally.

>>1950085

>Go get some sack time

>>1950085
>Go speak to Tatyana
it is time to celebrate, a little less celibately

https://youtu.be/BnTW6fZz-1E?t=39

>>1950197
+1 Internets to you comrade!

>>1950197
or
>Continue drinking and celebrating in such a manner as to create a legend that surpasses the bridge incident. Whatever is most Slav.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=16G-Hv23nqw

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>1. Sleep for the wicked

>2. Potential Slav waifu

>>1950231
Eyyy!

>Talk to Tatyana.

You make your very slightly stumbling way through the crowd towards Tatyana where she leans against the doorframe with a small smile on your face as you approach.

Before you can even open your mouth she smirks, one eyebrow raised as she asks with a impish grin
"A dozen shocktroopers? Jakub fared very well for himself then."

You stutter, caught red handed as you attempt damage control
"Well-ah... You see... What happened was.."

She cuts you off without mercy
"And fighting back to back with Jakub, A captured machine gun in each hand? Against how many Germans? 3? Four hundred?"

The heat of your face could melt the armor of a heavy shell as she plows on.
"And that bit about knocking two Germans out with a single blow, sending them to drown in the river below? So heroic I nearly bit my tongue containing my cheers"
She says, eyes twinkling in amusement.
"Here you go 'Big Hero'. A pair of vouchers for one requisition each. Within reason mind you!"
She says sternly, shaking a delicately filed nail in your face as you shamefaced take the vouchers from her
"Theyre good for almost anything, Shell Upgrades, Weapons, Gear, anything"
She says, smiling at you brightly with laughter still crinkling her eyes.

>What do you say?

>>1950231
<the follow scene is not suitable for polish partisans, so please enjoy this nice outro as we fade to black. If you do not like it, its probably because you are no good SUKA KURWA WHO DID NO TIME IN SHELL AND STILL DOES NOT HAVE ROBOT EARS! YOU ARE AFRAID OF MYUSIC! >

>>1950264
we are drunk, it is time for a bad decision.
"Anything at all?" we scratch our chin in deep faux taught "Shall this voucher requisition you then?" offer our hand. If she says no, we live to fight another day, if she says yes, we die hero.

>>1950264
How about dinner then? I'm sure some anons, who're far more sober than I, could make it sound better of course. She's adorable.

>>1950304
>1950304
>polite request to not delve too deep. Enough to develop our character as a man who now has something to care about, and something to loose is interesting. I dont want to force our QM to go down the road of mass effect dating simulator.

>>1950308
>>1950304
Take what he said and change "you" to "dinner with you"

>>1950359
>>1950370
So, BJ Blazkowicz style, in Wolfenstein the New Order? I mean, we are a resistance. Shit get's heavy, would be nice to have some more drive,

>Can I requisition a dinner with you?
>Roll me 1d100 for smoothness and not getting slapped.

Rolled 67 (1d100)

>>1950403

Rolled 5 (1d100)

>>1950403

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>1950412
Nat 1

>>1950417
https://youtu.be/CQHhijMj5nc?t=11

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>1950417
might as well try for a crit

>97. Smooth as Polish-ed glass. Heh

You lean forward, catching the subtle flowery scent of some soap Tatyana uses and smile winningly at her
"I wouldn't be lucky enough for these to be able to requisition a dinner with you would I?"
You ask

Her cheeks immediately blush scarlet as she hides a smile behind behind her hand, her eyes scrunching in embarrassment
"Um.. I... Ahem... Ah.. If you ah...all you have to do is ask!" she squeaks, turning and nearly bolting away with her face blushing crimson, sealing herself away in the comms room. Several nearby erupt into laughter and cheers, a few women looking after her with jealousy

It seems your Slavic charm was too much for her.

>Go get some sack time

>Go talk to Aleksi

>Go get some training done

>Other

>>1950474
>>Go get some sack time

>>1950474
>>Go get some sack time
Ask about the mech in the morning

>>1950474

>Go get some sack time
If you k ow what i mean

>>1950519
hearty kek
>>1950474
>Other

But what of the other lady in our life?! Our white partisan! She must be longings for our touch, and though the hands are sloppy with the alcohol, they are still intimately familiar with her..yes. NOW IS THE TIME FOR TRAINING, Drunk training, in a shell..haha!

>>1950474
>>Go get some sack time
Adorable.

>Get some sleep.

You head back to your bunk, swaying slightly as the alcohol takes effect. You strip off your armor, piling it neatly in the corner as you kick your boots off, collapsing on your bunk with a contented sigh. Sleep claims you within moments...

>A weathered, pale face, a single milky eye crossed by a heavy, corded scar
>"Piotr? This is your name yes? This process will go a lot faster if you simply tell me what I want to know. Where are your resistance friends hiding?"
>A searing pain from your back, the scent of burning flesh.
>"Still you refuse to talk? Oh dear. We must adopt more... Intense methods it seems. Bring in the girl"
>her face, marred by bruises and cuts is still lovely, her eyes locked on yours as she is forced to her knees
>"Piotr?!"
>"Kataleya?!"
>You strain against the restraints, desperate to free her from this hell, to rip the Colonel limb from limb
>"You have to the count of three to tell me what I want to know or i will kill her"
>"PIOTR DONT!!"
>"one"
>"KATALEYA!!!"
>"two"
>"PLEASE"
>"Dont tell him anything my love!"
>Three
>Piotr I lo-"
>The snick of a razor across her throat, the scarlet that fell freely as she gurgled her last breaths. Her soft brown eyes never leaving yours....

You wake with a start, heart pounding as you sit up and rub your temples, willing the memories away. You stand, throwing on your jacket heading into the safehouse proper

>Go see Aleksi

>Go get some breakfast

>Go get some training in

>Go by the comms office

>Other

>>1950584

>Go see Aleksi

>>1950584
>>Go get some training in
Welp. Time to get better at killing Krauts. Gotta find that one eyed fucker.

>>1950584

>Go by the comms office
just checking in.

>>1950584
>>Go see Aleksi

>>1950584
>>Go by the comms office
Actually

>Comms office. Just drop by.

You stop by a cracked mirror and make sure your hair and beard look okay before headed into the comms office. You flash Tatyana a smile as she approaches with a sheaf of papers in hand which she shyly returns.

"Good morning Tatyana. Do You have anything special for me today?"
You ask, leaning close and peering at the papers she has on hand

She flushes in the cheeks for a moment, a small smile curling her lips as she shuffles the papers
"N-nothing too particular Piotr, just...

>Assault a German checkpoint to allow civilians to flee the city (White Partisan allowed)

>Attack and Capture a German airfield to begin instituting friendly airpower (White Partisan allowed)

>Assassinate a high ranking German officer who is inspecting the situation (White Partisan not allowed)

>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)

>Dont accept any

>>1950743
>Assassinate a high ranking German officer who is inspecting the situation (White Partisan not allowed)
Who knows, it maybe that one-eyed fuck

>>1950743

>Cause Chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river

From rooftop to rooftop, we are BAT-POLSKI!

>>1950743
assault the checkpoint, to protect our beloved poles.

>>1950743
>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)

Danger close

>>1950743
>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)

the above is superior to the below, because we might also get a chance to cause damage to any available targets of opportunity, to include possibly capturing the German airfield as long as we dont need to resupply too badly.

>>1950810
>Assault a German checkpoint to allow civilians to flee the city (White Partisan allowed)

>>1948265
ya'll got one of them...discords?

>>1950825
kinda like to do ONE more mission without suit before we go full force is all.

>>1950743
>Assault a German checkpoint to allow civilians to flee the city (White Partisan allowed)

>>1950743

>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED

Row, Row, Row your boat, Gently down the stream. Lock and load in tactical mode, The Partisan Marines

>>1950825
Support.
>>1950584
We do need to check on our White Partisan first to see if it got fixed.

>>1950743


>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)

I'm up for some good 'ol rampaging

>>1950905
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5cR-WiGKZtg

>>1950743
>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)

>>1950743
>>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)
Considering our agility and speed this should be perfect for us

>>1950743
>Attack and Capture a German airfield to begin instituting friendly airpower (White Partisan allowed)
In a war of this scale, ground forces can only accomplish so much. By the time we start making any real progress the Germans will be taking us seriously, and when that happens we need to control the skies.

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timekill
>somehow these ancient clunkers keep popping up every now and then. Nearly 50 years old, can you believe it? Things are hopelessly under gunned, but more often than not there is enough surplus ammo stored with them to cause some small rampage before the unit and crew get put down.

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>>1951114
American Shell Familiarization Class, the classic question of "Why No Hands?"
>"...here's another case of quality vs quantity. This was a prototype Shell made by the English. Beautiful, everything was hand made and very articulated. Guess what? turns out you can't win a land-war with bespoke swiss made watches. Shit got hit, got broke. That was after the better part of a year fitting the whole thing together. Was it worth it? No. That's why you are lucky if you got a lobster mitt style manipulator on your shell. You drive a weapon. You are a weapon. Weapons dont need hands Son! Weapons just need to kill. Weapons love to kill because its what god put them on this earth for! Hands do other things than kill, so there Ain't no room for hands in this army! No point! NO HANDS, and no more damn questions about damn robot dick beaters!"

R.I.P. Mechanized Instructor Sgt. LewBrun 1891-1949, died of stress induced brain hemorrhage.

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>>1951119
>"Cant run, cant swim, cant even scratch your nose. Guess what? Its a pretty good trade off for immunity to small arms fire and shrapnel. Shell is gonna rip you apart though, so stay close to your support troops...and get this...they will support you."

-Video instruction on powered suit.

>>1950743
>>Attack and Capture a German airfield to begin instituting friendly airpower (White Partisan allowed)

This.
As much I want to get more heavy shells and get more raw firepower, but I think friendly airpower is more useful due how its expands our forces operation options

>>1950743
>>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)

>>1950743
>Attack and Capture a German airfield to begin instituting friendly airpower (White Partisan allowed)

>>1951130
The problem with that is, that as a resistance right now we're hidden in the shadows doing guerilla warfare. The germans don't know where we're based so we can always strike them and make sure we don't get attacked. As soon as we start occupying physical military assets we become a target for an assault. Before taking an airfield or a base or whatever that make us vulnerable we should go retrieve some shells that fell in the river to build up our fire power.

>>1950743
>>Cause chaos across the city as a distraction while the resistance retrieves the shells lost to the river (White Partisan REQUIRED)
So I'll go with that one

All this people not wanting to help your people get away

>Quest live in 10!

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>>1951481

>Chaos Run

You take the selected sheet of paper, giving Tatyana a wink as you do. The blush to her cheeks and the exaggerated sway of her hips as she walks away brings a smile to you face as you finally read the details of the mission sheet.

>Your mission will be to attack and damage or destroy vital German assets across the city to draw their attention while salvage teams pull the valuable heavy Shells from the river. Four assault squads will be deployed across the city and will each have a list of targets to attack.

You fold the paper, stowing it in your pocket as you make your way through the safehouse, plans and strategies already swirling around your head.

>Go talk to Aleksi

>Go talk to Dmitri, ask for advice on the mission

>Go get some breakfast

>Go get some training in

>Other

>>1951522
>>Go talk to Dmitri, ask for advice on the mission

>>1951534
Supporting.

>>1951522
>>Go talk to Aleksi

>>1951522
>>Go talk to Aleksi
Find out how the repairs on the autocannon went.

>>1951522
>Go talk to Aleksi
need to test our (hopefully) new guns

>>1951522
>Go talk to Aleksi

>>1951522
>>Go talk to Aleksi
Pray he's fixed the guns.

>Go talk to Aleksi.

You make your way to the cavernous garage where the Chief mechanic reigns supreme. Dozens of Shells are being pepped for tonights rampage across the city. Ammo feeds are disassembled and calibrated, hydraulics are tested with intense precision, engines are disemboweled and given a final once over. In the center of the maelstrom of activity stands Aleksi, conducting the chaos with a wrench and his booming voice. He notices you and passes the maestros seat to one of his senior assistants.
"Piotr! Piotr my friend! You have returned to us safely! Aha this is good my friend very good! You have come to see your White Partisan yes? Yes! Come my friend come!"
He bellows, grabbing you by the arm and dragging you like a ragdoll as he bulls his way through the chaos.

He sets you back on your feet before the berth of White Partisan, extending his arms in pride at the freshly repairer Shell.
"She had a fault in the timing for the ammo feed it seems. I was ashamed to have missed that the first time. But now Piotr... Now she is perfect. I tested her weapons myself. They are fast, they are accurate and they are DEADLY!!"
He claps your back hard enough to knock the wind from you in his excitement.

>How do you respond?

>>1951590
Aleski i would kiss you on the mouth if i wernt set on tatyana already. My friend, ill be sure to cause the german pigs such troubles that they'll be forced to focus on me. And you, my friend Aleski, will have all the mechs i sunk yesterday to play with by the marrow.

>>1951590

Last Minute Modification? Smoke Dischargers

>>1951618
seconding

>>1951590

Aleksi, my friend, this is wonderful! The Germans will fall by the hundreds to the scythe that is the White Partisan, and it is because of you my friend!

>>1951618
This.

You take a moment to wipe a tear of appreciation from your eye before saying
"Aleski i would kiss you on the mouth if i werent set on Tatyana already. My friend, ill be sure to cause the german pigs such troubles that they'll be forced to focus on me. And you, my friend Aleski, will have all the Shells i sunk yesterday to play with by tomorrow"

Aleksi smiles broadly, pulling you into a bone crushing hug before gripping you by the shoulders and looking you in the eyes.
"My friend, that brings me such joy to hear. And I trust that you will take good care of Tatyana. That sweet girl deserves some joy in her life after.... Well anyway. Is there anything I can do for you?"

>Ask about Upgrades (2 vouchers)

>Ask about his suggestions for your mission

>Ask about _________

>Go do something else

>>1951662
Ask aboot the mission!

>>1951662

>Ask about Upgrades...suggest smoke launchers

>>1951662

>Ask about his suggestions for your mission