- Old Men (ASR AI radios)
- Old Men (no ASR AI radios)
- Assault
- Dynamic Recon Patrol Dress-up
The newly reformed Third International Fighting Brigade of Takistan in the name of Ronald Reagan consisted of 8 happy volunteers: Boberro, Bodge, Bormanov, Fer, harakka, head, MrKev and Wafflynumber (who was in command). I want to say that in Old Men we bravely fought their way to the airbase, commandeered a Russian helicopter and flew to safety in the West. Except I can't, because we all died barely a block from the mosque. Twice.
After that, in Assault, Bodge led us on a brave ... er ... assault ... of a small town on Malden. It went swimmingly at first: we spotted the enemy bunker before it could obliterate our truck, set up a BOF and stealthily moved our assault element to a position perpendicular to the enemy's position. The first engagement - taking down the bunker team and flipping their KORD around to face the town - went very smoothly. However, after that things began to go downhill for us. The town was, shall we say, amply garrisoned. Russians poured out of buildings, and then a truck, and then a BMP-1 showed up. We engaged them from positions in and around the bunker, until gradually our numbers were diminished and the enemy was able to flank us on the high ground to our left (west). As Housemaster liked to say 6 years ago: we all died.
Finally, and not at all because we'd run out of missions*, we parachuted back into Takistan, this time as elite VDV troops in a run of Dynamic Recon Patrol Dress-up Simulator 2017. This went exceedingly well at first, since we basically landed, ambled down a ridge to take a look at the town of Shakulurakay (sp?) - and were promptly told we'd completed our mission and had to extract. Naturally, we ignored that order and moved in to kill everyone in the place. Except the marines in the AO didn't want to co-operate with this plan.
We managed to get down the ridge a further 100-150m, and watch an enemy vehicle drive up the road past us, before their forward patrol popped-up 20m to our front and a firefight ensued. They were ahead of us on the ridge, they were across the valley, they were down in the valley. I got wounded and rolled down the hill (this must be a feature). Then there were grenades landing all over the place, and then there was some chatter about whether or not those grenades were ours or theirs, and then I was running away from rock to rock, thinking about how I'd never wanted to be in the army anyway. Then I died, and I think everyone else was dead or bleeding out on a barren hillside nearby.
I'd love to hear from the others here - but personally, even though we were few in number and died horribly in all the missions, I think we're on the right track, and that with a handful more folks showing up we could be back to something really special. Thank you to everyone who came along tonight, I hope you'll be back.
* We had a mission for Tanoa, but not everyone has Apex yet; we may be better served avoiding making missions on Tanoa for a few weeks whilst people recover from the financial calamity that is Christmas.
