Wednesday, 7 October 2026

Avrupan Campaign Game, Part Three, Mining Zone 6.

 The action continues...

"Did you see something? There? In the stores area?"
"No, it's over there! By the Admin Block!"
< * 1s: 2s & 3s/Seen/Prey/IDa/Firefight/Engaging...* >
"Got one! Stores area!"
"Keep firing!"
"All patrols! Admin Block! Hostile fire!"
"Go! Go! Admin Squad are shooting!"
"Stores area clear! There's a body...oh!"
"What?"
"Guys, it ain't one of us!"
    "Incoming fire! Left!"
< * 2s & 3s: 1s Silent/Prey/IDa/IDb/Closing/Firefight * >
< * Enemy alert/Firefight in progress/1s silent/Processing Plant secured/Hold positions 1 G.B.A.C./Await update * >
"Keep shooting! There! They're behind the rock wall!"
"I think I hit one!"
"Move! Move! Flank them!"
"Get under cover you guys! Why are you standing in the open?"
< * Fly-by Recon Drone: Firefight, scouts engaged.
Dropship Z2 called. Proceed 1 G.B.A.C. * >
"We got them! Fire! Fire!"
"Incoming, there, left, by Admin..."
"Guys down! Am pinned! Two hostiles!"
"Cover them! Shoot! Shoot!"
"Where?"
"Rock wall! Admin! Anywhere!"
"Where's the Accommodation patrol? Should be here to meet us."
"Still no COMS link to Admin Block."
"Company HQ said check all okay."
"Yeah, I know, but I think we should wait, the patrol may be here in a mo."
"Not happy sitting in this tin box, S.L."
"Yeah, okay, but wait, I'll see what they can see up front."
< * 2 G.B.A.C. on ground, scout squad moving, proceed, assist 1 G.B.A.C. * >
< * 2s & 3s regroup. Firefight ended. Enemy retreating. 4 hostiles terminated. No further loss self. Proceed 1 G.B.A.C. * >

To be concluded...

Tuesday, 6 October 2026

Avrupan Campaign Game, Part Two, Mining Zone 6.

 The action continues...

< *1s: Clear* >
< *Debus: 1 G.B.A.C.* >
"Well, something stirred up all that dust beyond the rock towers."
"Yeah, I know, and there's only static now on the COMS."
"Could be a dust storm is stirring up."
"Nope, wrong time of year."
"COMS system on the blink?"
"Maybe; happens. You know those tech guys are always fiddling around with it."
"What about that unidentified vessel?"
"Yeah, well that's a possibility too."
"Let's wander up to the intersection."
< * T.S. on ground: Proceed 1 G.B.A.C.* >



< *Fly-by Recon Drone: 3 armed guard groups, even spacing, main route.
Proceed: 1 G.B.A.C.* >

< *2s/3s: Clear* >
"Looks like the guys from the Power Plant are heading up here."
"Might as well go back to the Admin Block."
"Something's still stirring the dust up over the rock towers.
Is that a shape rising? In the middle of it?"
"Nope; you're seeing things."
"Admin says the COMS are still down. Looks like scrambling."
"Scrambling? Who'd be scrambling a mining zone channel?"
"Anyway, there's nothing happening around here."
< *Proceed: 1 G.B.A.C.* >


< *1s: Visual/Prey/IDa/Mid-tech/Soft-skins/Edible* >
< * 2s/3s: Clear * >




"That dust has settled."
"Stop going on about that dust! There's always dust blowing around!
It's an arid world! How long have you been posted here?"
"Hey! Just saying."
"Admin says COMS definite blocking/scrambling.
Not tech hitch, not dust storm, definite external action."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
< *Fly-by Recon Drone: no change previous.
Proceed: 1 G.B.A.C.* >

< *1s: Visual/Prey/IDa* >
"Hey, you guys get the feeling you're being watched?"

To be continued...

(with apologies to those of literary sensibilities)