The Mission

"Alright. It's a plan."

Dan double-checks where he put the new gear, especially the grenade which he wants readily accessible, checks the Thompson, and shoves the Luger into his pants. The uniform stinks and the dried blood makes it stiff in places but it might buy him and the others some extra time.

"Ready?" he asks the group. "Let's move out."

Handing over her rifle, and arranging with someone the quick transfer of an MP40 to her hands if it’s needed, Sabine nods and prepares to follow along. The German machine pistol will be easier for the injured woman to handle than her full-sized Lee Enfield, and she of course also keeps her Walther PP in a handy pocket.

"Lead the way, mon Capitaine," she says to Swann after speaking quietly one last time with the person she identifies as the leader of the villagers. Every recruit brought to the cause will slow, and eventually destroy the Nazi war machine.

You descend out of the ruins and keep low behind broken terrain, cutting wide around the incoming Germans. You see them with their torches, lighting up the growing darkness.

Careful not to draw watchful eyes on the Huginn, you make your way. By the time you're halfway across the valley floor, gunfire opens up behind you in the ruins. The flames of muzzle flame light the old castle rifle with flagging staccato bursts.

You continue on, hoping the Romanians fight as good as they need to to survive the precise Nazi patrol.

Close to the Nazi camp...

Shouts come from camp below the zeppelin. The camp wasn't emptied, but you see the strange blue lights on the Huginn glow more deeply. Definitely the same color as the blue crystals mined underground. A loading platform comes down, winched from up high, with two men on the platform. Two more wait on the ground with a small trunk to send back up.

Irish stops, the sound of gunfire suddenly bringing the plan into sharp focus. He thought to go back; to small join the German with blade and boot. The Romanians were dead, surely. They would have been in a week regardless. Perhaps this way was all the better.

He pushes on. When they stop to take stock of the situation, he speaks:

"No time for pleasantries, lads. We need to get up on that." following the route of the platform with his eyes.

"Quick, or quiet? I can do quiet, but I’ll need help!"

Dan spares a thought for the Romanians, hoping they do some damage and don't suffer terrible losses. Against the Nazi's though, it was probably wishful thinking.

"They are getting ready to leave. Looks like they are loading up. We have to move quickly! Let's try and get as close as we can, better assess the situation and decide on our next move then. We might be able to distract them. Maybe throw a grenade away from our position. Get them confused. Or we can take out the winchman when we toss the grenade. We could take out the winch itself too with some well-placed shots."

"Alright lads, we need to capture the winch and the platform so we can lift ourselves up to the zeppelin. We'll need to move as fast as we can so that they can't lift the platform away."

Eyeing the platform as it descends, Irish knows there isn’t time to plan every move.

The perfect move…

"Bollocks. With me!" he grunts, scurrying towards the waiting guards below.

'Bollocks is right' Swann thinks as Irish scurries towards the two guards.

Whispering to Dan. "Dan, Sabine's going to need your help to get to the platform. As soon as Irish starts in on 'em I'm backing him up. Once they're down, you two get to us as fast as you can. We'll be waiting to take the two on the platform when they're in reach."

Swann double checks his Suppressed Sten and makes ready to move towards Irish as soon as he's engaged.

Make your stealth roll, Irish, and if you get one or more successes, you get the drop on them, so add an attack roll.

James readies his weapon, aware that it isn't silent, but only quieter than gunfire, and might be misheard over the sound of the winch.

How do Sabine and and Dan prepare?

"Got it, James. Tell me what you want me to do Sabine and I'll get you up there. I can cover you guys while you take the platform."

Dan looks to Sabine for guidance and readies his Thompson for cover fire.

Irish lunges at the German, seeking to end the thing in barely a moment!

As Irish is rushing and Captain Swann is telling Greg that Sabine will need help, the Frenchwoman scowls, hefts her German Schmeisser as best she can (the strap helps), and takes aim at the German without the vicious saber wound. She'll fire only if Swann and Dan can't take the man down.

"I don't need 'elp!" she says as she struggles to cock the submachinegun. "Make ready to run for the platform!"