We started with a Washington mission,
Mail Man where we had to respond to and retrieve data from a downed helicopter. I was Team two Lead, and due to the limited passenger capacity of our Helo (only six seats), we were the first ones into the fray.
Not much at all happened during initial insertion, and nothing at all happened for a while after we set up as a Base of Fire in a local compound, until suddenly there were Guerillas streaming over the hillcrests in variable directions. I ordered Fer to get his Optic back on his Autorifle and to start shooting at them, while Washington as AH1 (who's game/PC had crashed, been left floating in the sky, rebooted, rejoined, and was flying around again) was being given tracer-fire directions to his new targets.
He got almost all of the main group we were facing with one run of minigun fire, then Team 1 called Objective Complete shortly afterward and Kefirz (SL) called for exfiltration. After breaking contact and making a long crouch-run to Team 1's position, Kefirz named Team 2 as the first team to exfil. After more running and some shooting, we made it to the LZ and Washington got us out safely.
That we couldn't handle sitting around very well when we got back to base is another story. I ended up brutally murdered in a traffic accident.
The first Adversarial of this session and a new Fer mission,
Broadcast, could have been much more interesting if the battle wasn't very quickly over in the first exchange.
Big problem I had with this mission was the imbalance; Even in higher numbers, Semi-automatic FALs (plus a M320) vs defending M249s and M16A1s (also plus a GL?) didn't turn out too well. Since the latter were 3IFB and the former were unarmoured TAF, they had an armour advantage too.
A recording of the next one up,
Operation Aion; Head's mission in which I was a RAT: (
https://youtu.be/vZWl4Z8f8h0)
Then we played
Search and Rescue, a hunt/rescue the stranded pilot mission, and it turned out to be overly gimmicky. The terrain was small enough that the pilot's only real chance was just to swim to the next island over, practically invisible against the water in the night-light. We didn't have boats and hadn't caught him before he started swimming, and so the only way we could have possibly won was if the pilot's rescuer crashed his helicopter.
Which he did. Thank you, Boberro.
