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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Staff Sgt. Ronald "Ronnie" John Thomas

They'd let him keep wearing the patch when they had disbanded the Devil's Brigade. Ronnie had insisted on that, and at least some people up the chain had understood. Even if he'd spent the last few months being a Ranger instead, he would always be one of the Black Devils in his heart, and there was a nagging feeling in there that maybe, just maybe, he didn't want the war to end for a few more years.

Today he was getting his wish, and he looked the part again. All in black, and a little shoe polish on his cheeks just to be sure, just like they used to do at Anzio, raiding half the night away. The patch was practically the only thing with any color on his person, the little red USA-CANADA arrowhead tucked into a pocket, his own little good luck charm. He had never been a big believer in luck, at least not openly, but having the thing around made him feel just a little tougher, a little more ready. And it was appropriate: sneaking around at night, away from the main line, taking down Germans in the dark.

But this wasn't the First Special Service Force. Ronnie wasn't quite sure exactly what this unit was, what to call it. He didn't quite understand why the guy with the funny mustache got to have operational command just because they'd borrowed Her Majesty's Remote Ocean Rock. He supposed the one Russkie that seemed to be an officer was feeling the same way, but in the end it didn't matter much as long as it all got done. At least they'd made Ronnie responsible for clearing the beach. That was something he could do, anyhow. But it was gonna be a bit of a tall order to keep, by his count, five different nations moving the same way. It'd taken the Devils a year just to figure out how to keep the same commands making sense for Americans and Canadians, and they were neighbors that spoke the same language.

On top of that they were shepherding a good handful of noncoms too. It made sense with what he understood of the mission, but it still was an extra complication. Hopefully they could make quick work of it all before the second boat landed, or maybe they'd turn out to have a little skill.

Regardless, if this group spoke the language of killing Nazis, Ronnie supposed it would be all right.

---

"Well," says the Staff Sergeant as he follows closely behind, "look on the bright side: they remembered to give us boats." It's about all there is to be said for the little dinghys they have for the middle of the Atlantic. He works over his M1 in the bare minimum of light that they have, just to be sure it's ready to go. "Don't mean to step on any toes," Ronnie adds quietly, alluding to the strange command situation, "but I would suggest we all gear check now, get everything ready. They see us, we'll need to move hard and fast and clear 'em."

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

It's hard to tell for sure given the low light, but he raises an eyebrow as he looks over at Victoire. French. Not one of the civvies, but not regular army either? "Not too worried about what they got," says Ronnie. "Just another night. When I was at Anzio we used to do stuff like this all the time. A little raiding, little boats for crossing the river, sometimes. Didn't always have those." He smiles, laying his rifle across his lap in the boat. "We move quick when we land, take out any sentries quiet-like, then we can get the drop on the rest in the dark. Just another day in Paradise."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"Easier before dawn," Ronnie replies a bit cryptically. "And don't worry - you'll know it's time when the shooting starts." After a moment he nods back at Ted - it was strange to Ronnie that there hadn't been more Americans on this job, but they were the only two. "I'll double-check everyone, easier that way. Anzio we already had the beachhead when we got there, but Port Cros we definitely didn't, so this ain't my first." He is about to ask Sgt. Willis where, then, thinking better of it from Ted's odd cadence, instead asks, "What unit? You know, before this. Whatever this is."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"Huh. No fuckin' way." He nods, and, to the others, "Listen to him about the pack, there. If you don't know one of us'll show you."

After a respectful pause, he volunteers: "They put me in the One when I enlisted before the war. Reassigned me in '42. Probably came within a mile of each other at some point at Benning depending on when you joined up. How about that?"

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"Personally," says Ronnie to Ted, scratching his chin before gesturing along with his reply, "I'm just as fine putting them six feet under here as anywhere else. This remote, we still gotta be careful but they won't be set up like what you saw, that's for sure. But I don't think they'd have wasted what it took to get us here if there weren't some good hints that something's here."

To the Russkie, he nods twice. "Everyone's gotta do their part. It's a machine. You follow orders and do your best and it all works. I bet that's the same for you all as well as for us." He grins; even after years of war his smile was bright when he actually showed it, and it stood out in the dark and against his camouflaged face. "Sniper? No. I can shoot, though. That's for sure. But, you know, they give us these," he holds up the M1, "that go ping when they're empty. When I was with the Devil's Brigade, they gave us Johnson rifles, and the machine gun too...would love to have one of those back someday, for sure."

After a moment's contemplation, he adds: "And, well - either we're all gonna get medals for this, or they're gonna pretend this never happened and not give us a drat thing, so...no sense worrying about that until it's done."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

If his face had been clearly visible when leaping off the boat to a grand old bunch of nothing, it would have shown both surprise and a bit of disappointment. So much for an assault. Ronnie scans the beach quickly just to confirm what he is seeing, but ultimately seems satisfied. As they plan, he keeps looking inland, as if he still doesn't really believe that there were no shore defenses at all. How far away from the actual facility did they land?

"We did climbs like that in Italy," he notes, keeping his voice low, "But probably not a good idea with this set." He resists the urge to point out the 'nerds'. "Don't think we should split, either. We get separated, don't get there at the same time, something happens, we got problems we don't need." He points towards the more northerly route. "Two groups, keep a distance of...ten yards or so. Keep a little ways off the shore, keep cover between us and the interior. Rocks, seawall, brush, anything." He looks to Izoldah and continues, "You said the patrols use that route; we catch up to one, we take them down quiet. Follow it all around until we get there."

"That would be my call." Authoritative, but it isn't quite an order, and the others seem to be looking to the Brit; and though said Brit had graciously indicated that the beach assault was Ronnie's show, there hadn't actually been one. Assumptions would be bad. So he too looks to Sgt. Barton-Morewood for confirmation, just to make sure they're on the same page.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He crept along with the rest of the first group, scanning to the sides often, keeping close to whatever cover there was. The night was on their side so far, and S/Sgt. Thomas was more than satisfied with that for now. Why, it will be the easiest thing to set an ambush in these conditions, soon as we find 'em. Won't raise any alarm until well after they're late, and-

Ronnie stops in his tracks as Izoldah calls them up, holding up a fist as he processes what they're being told. Turning around, he points to the second group, motioning to them with military precision that something was found and to stay low.

Soon enough he rolls quietly up to where the scout has found the hatch. "Could have something," he whispers. "Tunnels?"

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

Well, there isn't much more to say about that than: "Christ. Good work." He'd have expected with that level of being busted that they'd have needed at least two or three for the hatch, but Ronnie isn't going to complain there. He suppresses a would-be cough from the stale air in the hatch and waves up the second group before looking into the darkness.

"Lights?" He asks the team as a whole. Would be hard to find anything down there otherwise...

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"Lights," Ronnie says, nodding happily. Well, one problem solved.

"I'll take one," he says after a moment's consideration. If anyone was down there, wearing a light would be a target, but it would also give some of the others the element of surprise if they went down there without one. He clips it on, and takes a second to fix bayonet as well. Likely it would be close quarters down there, so having both options would be nice. He looks to the side, over to Grace, and shrugs. "Might not use it much. We did take the long way." To Ted, he nods. "Could. In case they check. Hell of a lot of noise, though."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He doesn't speak in reply, because that, of course, would be counter to the whole idea of signals only. Instead: thumbs-up, one finger, two, a lowered, flat hand for down, the 'stop' raised fist, the knife-hand like 'advance'. He nods to Harry to start down, then to Izoldah, Irakliy and Victoire, who all seemed intent on going down as well. Switching on the German-built light, he smiles to the rest, nods to Sgt. Barton-Morewood without waiting for permission, and heads down the ladder once Harry has gotten far enough down to not risk running into each other.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

For his part, S/Sgt. Thomas is a bit less than thrilled - not so much just that there is another barrier, but the implication of the level of security even for a remote island that is almost certainly as close to the middle of nowhere as anyone could ever classify any spot of dry land. With careful steps he walks over towards the blast doors, examines them from off to the side, looking for some way to perhaps open them or force them open from the outside. Even despite his instincts to guess it was likely futile, he owed it to everyone to be sure before he recommended more drastic options.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

So much for silence - but then, there was no reason left for it. No Nazis and no way in. They could start bashing on the walls and probably not alert a single one of the bastards to their presence. Ronnie wished he could simply tear the doors down, but unlike the hatch he was pretty sure even half of them at all angles couldn't pull these doors down.

He keeps his voice low even then. "Sealed. You say not used in a few days. They stopped using this entrance then." He looks up towards the ladder. "Find a way to open it, or blow it up - or find a better way in. Think the others deserve a look before anyone decides."

He looks to the Lieutenant though, and keeps his position next to the door, in case. "Worth a try," he whispers.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"Could be another vent somewhere else," Ronnie observes. "You never know. Either way, we gotta see what's there. That still holds even if there's no one left down there." He thinks a moment. "I could go down, take a quick look before we send anyone else. If we got a rope, then someone keep hold; one tug from down below means everything's fine, two means everything is very not fine and to pull up. Easiest way to do it that I can think of."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He secures the rope around himself. It wasn't quite Italy-style climbing gear, but he had the vent itself to brace against, and at least one Superman-strength soldier helping lower, so he figures it'll work just fine. He steps over the vent, waits a moment as if expecting a countermanding order, then, absent that, starts down.

[10:48] <FractionJackson> !wild d4
[10:48] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d4) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 3 11 ) Results: 11

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

It was a long way down.

The nice thing was that it got him out of the cold even so. But it was a long way down, and not easy to navigate. The tight fit wasn't even the worst of it either - the vents were winding to the point that Ronnie briefly thought that without the rope he'd have a hell of a time finding the right pattern to get back out.

The grate at the end is easy, at least. It gives way in the wake of a satisfying kick. First blood. Ronnie 1, Cheap Nazi Grate 0. Even the good ol' abandoned warehouse stench isn't enough to kill Ronnie's happiness at being able to stretch his legs at the bottom. Dropping into a crouch, he lets the little flashlight do the work, and examines the room, listening carefully and scanning methodically to be sure that the coast is clear before he tugs on the rope.

[13:59] <FractionJackson> !wild d6 notice
[13:59] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 3 5 ) Results: 5

[14:11] <FractionJackson> !wild d8+1 stealth
[14:11] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 4 9 ) Results: 9

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

It's pretty clear after a moment's examination that there isn't really enough space for the whole group to just huddle in the turbine room. That being said, there at least appears to be an obvious way out, and if there's any luck there still might be another exit nearby. So, the only thing for it is to - quietly as he can manage - turn the wheel and have a look beyond, as far as he can get without running into the end of his rope - or running into sentries.

Still, even as he does so, Ronnie can't quite help but think that this is perhaps one of the least intelligent things he has ever done in his years on Earth...

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

Satisfied that the coast is at least clear in the most imminent sense, Ronnie tugs on the rope once, to signal that he is down and it is clear. While he's not horribly keen on having the others go down this way, he also doesn't really want to leave them in the proverbial dark, either. For that matter, it would also be nice to have clear evidence that he is not the only living thing inside the entire facility.

After signaling, he starts to creep down the corridor, to at least get a peek around the corner...untying himself temporarily as he does so. Assuming it really is all clear, it'll be simple to fall back, help anchor the line, and send at least another couple down...

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He wants to curse. Of course so much of it would be underground. And it quickly becomes obvious there's way too much ground to cover with as far as the cavern goes back. If it really is abandoned he could be wandering for hours or even a couple days without finding a better way to let everyone in. And given that he doesn't hear anyone coming down behind him, it doesn't seem they're too keen on following this way. Not that they could blame any of them.

Still, there had to be a path back up towards the surface from somewhere. Otherwise, what did that other hatch even connect to? Building a fake entrance to deter would-be snoopers for a secret base a good few hundred miles from the next dry land doesn't strike Ronnie as very likely.

He moves up a little further, keeping to the sides of the cavern, looking for any sort of side corridor that seems like it might lead upwards and outwards. If there's no other obvious way, he might have to backtrack and ask to get hauled up so that he can report...but he doesn't want to have to do that without having found a better way in. One last little look. That's all.

[17:01] <FractionJackson> !wild d6 notice
[17:01] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 4 2 ) Results: 4
[17:04] <FractionJackson> !wild d8+1 stealth
[17:04] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 6 3 ) Results: 6

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

For a brief second, S. Sgt. Thomas had actually thought about turning back, given the dawning realization of how big the base must actually be. But no, there's a corridor after all. He exhales sharply, examining the track along the threshold for a moment. A blast door like that - it'd make sense to have outer doors and ones further in as well, multiple lines of defense. Thinking about these things also helps take his mind of the smell, which, while he was not unused to less-pleasant olfactory experiences, was still pretty drat horrible.

So, light and rifle in hand, he elects to follow the new corridor and see what is what.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

The original blast door from before was what S/Sgt. Thomas had hoped to see, and indeed it is. It gives him a rough estimate of the size of that part of the facility, and confirms that his sense of direction isn't utterly shot.

He makes a cursory examination of the dead controls, curses silently. Stepping up to the glass, he mouths the words, wanting to avoid any sound carrying too far: "Power out. Won't open. Area seems clear." He holds up a fist to emphasize, points back towards where the shaft was, then points down several times. "Send a couple more down."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

With his message delivered - even if it took place slightly more in mime than he would usually prefer - Sgt. Thomas retraces his steps back to the turbine room. There, he posts up, keeping an ear and an eye out for anyone arriving from the base proper while being ready to help whoever comes down next get their bearings once out of the vent.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He takes up position next to the group, eyes open and keeping a close eye on everything - just because he had thought it was clear before didn't mean he is going to fall asleep on the job now. "No idea where they are," Ronnie whispers. "Just wanted to clear this area and find a door. Have to take a look around." To the Russians, he shakes his head. "No idea either. The mess, maybe? Power's out, no one's home, maybe they left some food."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

Arriving at the generator room, S/Sgt. Thomas says the only thing that he can: "...what the gently caress?" Still only a whisper, but the surprise is evident. "Sure explains the smell..." He eyes Sgt. Willis during his explanation, then nods once. "Could be. You'd think there'd be more signs the rest of the way, though." To Irakily he says, "Agreed. Once we get everyone in it'll be easier to sweep. Once the lights are on, too."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"That is a problem," S/Sgt. Thomas agrees. "Well, whatever it is, and why their boat's still there, we will have to find out." With that, he leaves the others to their work, covering the doorway leading to the generators for safety's sake.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

With the others inside and the generators and lights on, S/Sgt. Thomas does start to relax just a bit. "Very dead," he notes to Victoire. "I should update our commander as well. Don't spend too long picking over Nazi parts."

He steps out from the generator room, taking a moment to study the submarine and its surroundings in the light. The whole place looked beaten to hell. It doesn't make Ronnie more or less concerned...but it does make him a bit more interested in the mystery. "Sir," he says to Barton-Morewood. "Sgt. Willis thinks it was suicide. Suggested there may have been a mutiny here." He points at the submarine, floating there like a giant corpse. "That certainly fits with that idea, too. They blew the hell out of their own sub. Can't say for sure, but we should keep an eye out. If it's true, the prize our friends were looking for might not still be here." A pause, then looking at both Dicky and Irakliy, he simply asks, "What's the next move?"

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He smiles at that. "Well sir, I'd hate to have worried you, but the worst that happened was almost bashing my face off one of those turbines." Or getting lost in the dark, but he leaves that part out. Wouldn't do to admit to the Brit that he'd been at least vaguely worried. "Anyway, I'll round everyone up and go clear the vault." He starts to turn to some of the others before an idea seems to strike him, after overhearing Lt. Kuznetsov. "...actually, hold that thought for a second."

With quick and quiet strides he catches up to the Russian. "Hold on. What you just said." He gestures to the cavern and docks beyond. "Isn't that something we need to figure out too? How'd they get enough people and supplies this far south through three navies? Even with subs?"

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He nods, considering that for a moment. "I don't have a clue either. Why I asked. Might be that's another big part of why they assigned so many...specialists, too. Instead of just one or two. Maybe they can puzzle it out aside from whatever else they have on tap."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

For his part, S/Sgt. Thomas seems more than content to let the specialists do their work as he helps stand guard. The sound and echo of the shotgun more than gets his attention, though. He grits his teeth. "What the hell did they do that for?" He looks back at the investigators. "Only one shot," observes Ronnie. "More than one would not be good. One's probably accidental."

After a pause, he asks, "Nazis leave us anything in that pile?"

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

While he might not have little idea what kind of nonsense the civvies are talking about, and it might not make a whole lot of sense to him, he can't help but be amused at the prospect of Nazis trying to find weird books and icons to save their alleged Reich. Fat lot of good it has done the Germans so far, what with Stalin knocking at the gates from the East, and Ike, Omar and George from the West. It strikes Ronnie as strangely desperate.

Still, he's going to do his job, and with the discharge over on the other end of the base and the signs of mutiny, he's not going to keep his guard too down; there could still be someone left, just waiting to do something stupid. He keeps watch, looking this way and that, keeping his ears open as well.

[12:23] <FractionJackson> !wild d6 notice
[12:24] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 3 2 ) Results: 3

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

Reflexes go into motion almost immediately. One hand goes up, his knees go into a crouch, and he twists, bird dog-like, towards the west. "...gotta stop you there," he whispers. He taps the edge of the Vault doorframe with the butt of his rifle. "Eyes open," he says just a bit louder. "Ears open." He stares down the long pathway running over from where the vault was. No, he's sure he had heard something. Absolutely sure. Which means-

"Contact over that way. We better clear out of here. Hey." And then just a little bit louder besides, "It ain't just us here.."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"Use the doorframe. Stay sharp," he whispers. Ronnie motions for Harry and Dimitriy to take cover as well and keep an eye out, pointing west down the hall. "I will get the others and we will sweep. Please stay put otherwise." He grips his rifle, still crouched, and starts to creep down the hall, then south around the bow of the dead submarine, hoping to link up with the others and sound the alarm without raising any further alarm otherwise. If he could hear whoever was still left, then they could maybe hear him. Probably already had. He would much rather keep them in the dark about where he is, though - unawares Nazis are dead ones.

With silent, practiced strides he reaches the corner; backs away quietly far enough to be sure it wouldn't be mano-a-mano. Not that S/Sgt. Thomas doesn't like his chances, but if there's at least one, there could be others hiding out. Risking himself is one thing, but alerting any hiding hostiles with the rest of the team unawares was another.

Soon enough he rolls up quietly to the command center and map room. "There's at least one still here," he declares, not with great volume but perhaps with great urgency. "North and west. Should sweep, and fast."

[20:26] <FractionJackson> !wild d8+1 stealth
[20:26] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 12 2 ) Results: 12

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He stands up, finally. "Didn't want to get their attention, yet. Wanted to warn you all first," he says to Victoire. Then he looks to Dicky. "It did warn us, but I wasn't sure why someone'd fired. Then I heard...like someone dropped a tray or something, over that way." S/Sgt. Thomas points to the corridor that leads to the mess and beyond. "Wanted to let you know, is all. We'll take care of it, sir."

He points to Victoire, Ted, and Izoldah. "On me. Let's head back quiet, send the kiddos this way, link up with Harry, and go hunt some Nazi."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

They link up with with the latest ad-hoc strike team subdivision; he directs the academics quietly to regroup with Sgt. Barton-Morewood and Lt. Kuznetsov, and sets out to check out the sound.

What he finds is not exactly what he is expecting. He had expected a live Nazi, not a half-dead upside-down one. He might not know the extent of the wounds, but Ronnie can definitely tell that the man is not in good shape. He levels his rifle at the man's head from a few paces. "Should just finish him off," he whispers, but he hesitates, looking up towards the opening, where the grate had been that the Nazi had presumably fallen down through, in the same way that Ronnie had kicked one out on his way down.

He levels the rifle, he waits, he looks up, to try to figure out the one thing he hasn't quite figured out: how the hell is that guy hanging there like that?

But, unable to see where from where he is, he decides to do the merciful thing. Such as it is. No one's gonna miss a half-dead Nazi.

[19:30] <FractionJackson> !wild d6 notice
[19:30] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 5 1 ) Results: 5

[19:47] <FractionJackson> !wild d8-2 shooting
[19:47] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8-2) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 0 6 ) Results: 6
[19:48] <FractionJackson> !sw 2d8+4
[19:48] * AchtungBot rolled a (2d8+4) for FractionJackson and got ( 4 1 ) Total: 9

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

The sound, the motion, the feeling - it's all familiar. As he squeezes the trigger the rifle rocks backwards, the feeling almost comfortable against his shoulder. The sound hits his ears - loud, but necessary. The brass tumbles out of the ejector. He was born to have a rifle in his hand, and while they had been told about bringing any potential interrogation targets down alive - well, this guy isn't one. It is a mercy; even if the Nazi survives, he'd have to survive in the knowledge that he was a Nazi. Ronnie's doing him a favor, he figures - and everyone else present, for not having to do it themselves.

The round hits home, not quite square against the Nazi's skull, but still enough to send chunks of brain and blood around. Ronnie had winged or even caught the head dead on before. He knows what it is supposed to look like, and what it is supposed to accomplish.

This isn't it.

He stands stock-still, rifle still aimed at where the Nazi's - well, maybe thing was more accurate - head had been. And then it's gone - not because just the top of his head is gone, but because somehow, against any logic Ronnie was aware of, it has retreated. Back up the vent.

After a few seconds' silence, Ronnie, eyes wide, asks a question. "...you all...you all saw that. ...right?"

[20:05] <FractionJackson> !wild 1d6+1
[20:05] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 4 8 ) Results: 8

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

"This really don't make much sense," S/Sgt. Thomas says matter-of-factly. "What kind of plan is it to just hide out up there...?" Something is definitely Not Right, but that only tells him so much, and he comes around to the same conclusion as the others. Even though the half-dead one had opened its eyes like that. It's about as much sense as anything can make, though again, the tactical utility of this move aside from being weird as hell seems rather questionable. Maybe if the Nazis had been down here a few days they just all went nuts?

He looks upwards, though his head jerks around as he hears firing from the other end of the station. "How many are up there? Christ." To Izoldah, already being hoisted up, he simply says, "Take a quick look, see what you can see, then get down. Then we move out." If they have to chase these bastards up and down the length of the base, so be it.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He shakes his head rapidly. It doesn't add up. Not at all. He looks over at Victoire. "So maybe they have just gone nuts then. Isolated, maybe stuff started to fail-" He cuts himself off when he hears the shouting from the other end. Cursing under his breath, his eyes seem to show some realization.

"Manahi," S/Sgt. Thomas says, "I think they've gone crazy. I don't know if they have a plan. But the armory's over by where the others are, and so are all of our non-coms, and it sure as hell sounds like they are over there too. I like your thinking, but-" he gestures wildly, "-even if they had a plan and it was to divide and conquer, we just let them." He looks to Izoldah in acknowledgement last. "We gotta move. Now."

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

Well, there it is.

There is some small part of Ronnie's mind that feels vindicated, in that it is something super weird after all, that it wasn't just a corpse-on-a-rope or what have you. That the one he had shot had opened its eyes. He can still see it there, half its head staring back. He isn't crazy. No, it's the same thing that Ronnie has always figured. He isn't crazy, the rest of the world is.

This, though? This he never could have expected. He doesn't even have a word to describe what exactly he is seeing. He does the only thing he can. He moves to the side, trying to get a better shot around Victoire - the last thing she needed was to get shot in the back and...done whatever bad that thing could do to her.

"Let me not be ashamed, let not mine enemies triumph over me," he whispers. And then, the thunder of guns.

[12:00] <FractionJackson> !wild d6 horror
[12:00] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 3 4 ) Results: 4
[12:20] <FractionJackson> !wild d8+1 shooting
[12:20] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 3 6 ) Results: 6
[12:21] <FractionJackson> !sw 2d8+1
[12:21] * AchtungBot rolled a (2d8+1) for FractionJackson and got ( 3 7 ) Total: 11
Using double tap.

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He takes a swipe with the bayonet at the thing as it passes by, but is just a bit too slow to catch it. So instead he wheels around to aim. "Come on..." The rifle cracks twice, the stock pushing back into his shoulder, and he can only hope his aim is true.

[14:49] <FractionJackson> !wild d6 STAB
[14:49] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 1 3 ) Results: 3
[15:28] <FractionJackson> !wild d8+1 shooting
[15:28] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 21 3 ) Results: 21
[15:29] <FractionJackson> !sw 2d8+1
[15:29] * AchtungBot rolled a (2d8+1) for FractionJackson and got ( 6 7 ) Total: 14
[15:29] <FractionJackson> !sw d6
[15:29] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d6) for FractionJackson and got ( 7 ) Total: 7
Double tap again.

Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

He doesn't have much time to think, to figure out the right course. "Keep shooting!" Ronnie yells to rally the rest of the four there. He could tell that they had winged it well enough, but then, how do you judge what puts down something that should not exist in the first place? Hell, a normal man would have been done after the first shot, when it had been hanging, let alone the wounds any of them had done to it after that. The fact that...it...was still moving in any recognizable sense was astounding.

But S/Sgt. Thomas couldn't dwell on that. He takes one split second, and he thinks, he recalls. Without mercy, without compassion, without remorse. All war depends on it. He levels the rifle again, lets his hands and eyes do the work, and continues to spit hellfire and lead downrange.

[21:23] <FractionJackson> !wild d8+1 shooting
[21:23] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8+1) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 6 3 ) Results: 6
[21:23] <FractionJackson> !sw 2d8+1
[21:23] * AchtungBot rolled a (2d8+1) for FractionJackson and got ( 2 2 ) Total: 5

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Fraction Jackson
Oct 27, 2007

Able to harness the awesome power of fractions

Ronnie

The sight of the thing melting away almost makes him lose what little is left in his stomach, but S/Sgt. Thomas keeps it together, if only because he gets the feeling that if he lost it, the rest of them might be even more freaked out than they already are. He checks his rifle quickly. "Credit to all of you for some nice shooting." Then he looks at the thing, then looks at Manahi. "No, I agree. Burn it. Just to make sure it's actually loving dead. It should already have been dead. At least three times." Ronnie sounds almost offended by its refusal to die, like the thing has done him some great universal wrong that nothing can set right.

He eyes Doucet oddly. She had been acting weird since the thing came down from the vent, and that's his responsibility right now. "You hear that? Don't get so close to that thing. Don't take poo poo from that thing. We don't know what else it's capable of and we are well beyond where I am comfortable letting anyone here assume anything makes any goddamned sense whatsoever. Not saying that for the hell of it. For our own good."

He shakes his head at Izoldah. "We all saw the same thing, right? Bodies all smushed together scrabblin' around? One with half its head missing because I shot it off and it just ran away before it came back and ambushed us?" He actually chuckles at how absurd what he just said is. "You think the Nazis have something that'll make us all see the same thing? That thing?"

[09:44] <FractionJackson> !wild d8 vigor
[09:44] * AchtungBot rolled a (1d8) with wild die for FractionJackson and got ( 5 5 ) Results: 5

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