Twilight
2000 Practice Exercise
For
this exercise use the illustration on the Twilight 2000 First Edition Boxxed
Set as what you see through your rifle scope. You are a Spetsnatz Sniper
assigned to harrass NATO Troops in this area. Report to your Team Leader who is
over a kilometer away and then pick your first target. Write up your response
as if you were sending in a game turn.
The
following players completed the practice exercise and will receive bonus
experience points at the one month (real time) E.P. Evaluation
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PRACTICE
ecbartlett@webtv.net,
PRACTICE
mtcunningham@webtv.net,
PRACTICE
e_tenebris_lux@yahoo.com
PRACTICE
greyelf@sunlink.net
PRACTICE
BEERHOCKEYROCK@excite.com,
PRACTICE
graebarde@yahoo.com
PRACTICE
fmmeier@freshnet.de
plus
one player who has since dropped out
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The
sniper slid his Dragunov rifle forward, snugging it to his shoulder. He slowly
scanned near the crossroads, then swung it back as he saw the group stopped
near the road sign. He observed them for a minute, then keyed his throat mike.
"Hawk Leader this is Rifle
Two......targets acquired near crossroads. One humvee stopped near the Krakow
roadsign. I also have five hostiles in American military issue with weapons of
same source. I identify three male and two female. Four of the five have left
the vehicle, foraging for fuel from the materials carried. No rank insignia
visible from my vantage point. I also identify weapons: Two M-16 assault rifles
and one M-60 squad machinegun with the dismounted element. The remaining humvee
crewperson is manning the Mark 19 40mm belt fed grenade launcher. I am taking
them under fire as per engagement orders......over."
The sniper clicked his mike off
and breathed deeply a few times, settling the scope on the center chest of the
female manning the grenade launcher. He knew that with her out he could engage
the remaining group at will, focusing on the M-60 gunner next. He breathed out
again......then held a half breath and squeezed the light trigger.....
########################################################################"Delta
6, this is Delta 1, Over. I have spotted 1 enemy vehicle and 5
soldiers.
Enemy appears to be on recon, possibly looking for fuel
(soldier
in foreground is holding a gas can). Location is on the road at
guidpost
sign 20km outside of Krakow. Unable to make out Unit
designations.
Equipment is 1 Humvee w/Mark-19 Grenade Launcher mounted,
1
M60 machinegun, and 2 M16's. All are wearing BDU's, 3 with helmets. I
am
targetting soldier in vehicle manning the Mark 19. Awaiting further
orders.
Out." (I chose the female soldier in the Humvee because; A. She
is
the only one in actual physical control of the vehicle, B. She is
manning
the most destructive weapon, and C. She is wearing a tankers
helmet
w/ radio attatched, and may be in contact with other soldiers.)
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.Little
4 ,Calling Big 6 over.
<Reply>
Sitrep:
motorised patrol spotted 500 meters.5 personel, 1 heavy weapon
on
jeep . Engaging over.
Placing
crosshairs on the cheast of female on jeep.
get
a better more accurate range , adjust scope,
reaquire
target , and squeese trigger .
Confirm
target is down ,shoot target holding M-60.
Move
position .
Shoot
Target with M16 w 50rnd magazine .
Shoot
Target Female w M16.
Shoot
Target young male .
Move
to where I can see every target ,but where l
am
still concealed .
Place
a second shot into each troopers cheast.
Little
4 calling , Big 6 Over.
<reply>
Targets
terminated ,Your orders ,Over .
######################################################################## Grusha eleven had been watching the
american unit for almost a minute now
through
his scope, it was time to report in he figured, his hand slowly moved
to
the mic switch. Not that anyone could
see him camouflaged at 400m, but he
didn't
take any risks by moving fast. His eye
still on the scope, he licked
his
lips. His legs were a bit stiff from
this position, but he'd be moving
soon,
very soon actually.
"...Grusha One, this is Grusha Eleven.
Over." ever so softly, but clearly,
spoken
into the microphone. He waited for a
reply.
"...Grusha One, this is Grusha Eleven.
Over."
"Go ahead, Eleven." was the
abrupt reply from his officer.
"Contact. Five armed soldiers, one soft-skinned vehicle. Group leaving
their
vehicle, possibly in search of fuel.
Current location is 20 km northwest
from
Krakow, off of highway 4. American
infantry soldiers most likely, no unit
markings
visible, possible officer present, possible civilian present. It is 1
o'clock. HumVee truck, varied cargo, armed with Mk19
auto-grenade launcher
with
ammo, crew member remaining with tanker style helmet, no antennaes seen.
One
possible officer or NCO in group, with map case and M16 rifle with special
issue
ammo drum, also kevlar helmet and 10 litre red metal gas can; possible
special
forces, probably combat veteran. One
unarmed soldier, with backpack
and
old style steel american helmet, probably reservist. One M-60
machine-gunner,
african, with limited ammunition. One
blonde female, uniform
too
big, possible ex-civilian/ex-non-combatant with M16 rifle, much extra ammo
and
smoke grenade; probably combat novice.
All in camouflage american style
uniforms,
none with armoured vests, also carrying no supplies. I am continuing
harassment
mission, preparing to engage enemy; targeting area effect Mk.19
gunner
first, probably officer secondary.
Over."
"...Copy. Carry on... out"
"Engaging, out."
Grusha eleven let out a long breath,
relaxed, and perpared to commence
firing. He drew in another long breath, and
exhaled. Then enhaled again, and
held
it. His finger squeezed the trigger on
the SVD between heart beats.
'CRACK' screamed the rifle... too late for
the Mk.19 gunner to ever hear it.
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Yuri
peered at them for perhaps the 100th time.
His face, if anyone could see
it,
betrayed
nothing. The trickle of perspiration which had formed
on his forehead finally
drained
downward
into his left eye. The salty liquid
stung his eye, but Yuri smiled,
almost
with
pleasure. Any ordinary person in this situation would
simply have wiped the
sweat
away
from
his eye. But then of course, Yuri was
far from ordinary. And any ordinary
person
in
this
situation would have been killed long ago...
His
thoughts finally composed, he keyed the throat mike of his radio, and spoke
slowly
and
clearly. "Zookeeper, this is Tiger-4, please
respond."
The
answer came as slowly as usual. The
person on the other end of the
transmission
was
very
skilled in exuding calm, even over great distances. "Tiger-4, this is
Zookeeper. Go..."
"Zookeeper,
I have a contact. Five, repeat five
individuals. Four of the group
are
dismounted,
apparently leaving a vehicle. One of
that group carries a gasoline
can. From
the
ease at which he carries it, I believe it is empty. One of the five
individuals
remains
with
the vehicle, and is on the radio, but visible behind the vehicle's pintle
mount
weapon.
There
are two females, and 3 males. One of
the males is African-American."
Yuri
paused for clarity.
"The
group is on the road 375 meters NW of my position, beneath power lines, and
near
a
sign
indicating Krakow as 20 KM distant.
The group is dressed in US-style
woodland
camo,
carries US weapons, is using a US Vehicle, and includes an
African-American.
Four
points of identification as a US unit.
Only insignia visible is the US ARMY
tab
over
the
dismounted female's jacket pocket. I
currently maintain them under
observation,
time
is
1704 hours, 27 SEP 2000."
Again
Yuri paused, and inhaled ever so quietly.
"Caucasian
male #1 carries an M16 with Beta CMag attached, in addition to the
gasoline
can. He is heavily burdened with equipment, and
looks confident. Caucasian male
#2
is
also
heavily encumbered, and appears tenative, even worried. The African-American
male
carries
an M60 MG, and apparently little else.
The dismounted female, a petite
blonde,
carries
an M16, ammo bandolier, and a cylindrical grenade. Finally, the last
female
is at
the
weapons mount of a HUMVEE, speaking on the radio. The weapon is a Mk19 AGL,
and
a belt of ammuntion is present. A large
amount of equipment is fastened to
the
back
of
the vehicle. The vehicle shows some
signs of wear, a few bulletholes, faded
camo
paint
scheme. No identifying marks or insignia are
visible. Request permission to
open
fire at
my
discretion, over..."
[ooc]
GM: Did Eric miss anything that Yuri would
detect?
Yuri's
Team Leader responded. "I roger
your report. Go, ahead Tiger-4, light
is
fading.
Make
your shots, and rendezvous at Point Zeta your earliest convenience."
Message
acknowledged. Tiger-4 out."
The
light was indeed fading, but the sun was to Yuri's back. If the target
presented
well, he
would
shoot... It would be the female in the
vehicle. If a safe followup shot
could
be
taken,
the M60 gunner would be second.
[ooc]
If
there is a shot on the M60 without exposing Yuri, he will take it. Then the
others
can be
picked
off at leisure...
Yuri
went over the scenario in his mind.
Apparently, the others were going on /
returning
from
a scrounging mission. Those armed with
rifles would pose no problems for
Yuri
at
this
range. Thank Baba Yaga he had carefully
selected his hide site. The man
with
the
M60
would've been his initial choice of targets, but the female at the vehicle
was
truly the
more
decisive target, for several reasons. A
head shot was entirely realistic
for
Yuri at this
range,
and that would put her out of the picture.
Plus, it ran a good chance of
ruining
the
radio
headset, further disrupting this group's communications, as well as that of
the
person(s)
they were in contact with. Perhaps the
female, on the radio, and not
taking
part
in
the scrounging operation, was the commander!
Finally, the Mk19 grenade
launcher
would
be a deadly weapon for Yuri to face if it were not silenced. The M60 could
spray
the
area, true, but the Mk19 would shower the surroundings with multiple HE
rounds,
and
that
would be very bad for Yuri. But in the
event the man with the M60 felt left
out,
he
would
be the second to find himself in the crosshairs of Yuri's Dragunov......
[OOC]
Do
you use any special rules for snipers?
Even with high skill, the rules
embarrass
even
the
best snipers. I've seen various house
rules for snipers, I don't know if I
really
like them
that
much. Headshots should be realistic at
350-400 meters, and chest shots out
to
about
600-800m...
As a rule I rarely play snipers because IMHO the rules just don't
mesh
well
with
reality. Let's face it, if Yuri didn't
cut the mustard, he'd be a mechanic,
not
a Spetz
sniper.
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I had been ordered out to look for an
American vehical that had been
spotted
moving past our position towards Krakow.
I was just moving to the
top
of a small rock outcropping when I saw the vehical pulled to the side of
the
road a little over 300 meters away. I
had a good shot, I was elevated
above
their position and had a clear line of fire.
I laid down to get the
best
steady positon and gazed through the scope of the SVD. After a quick
appraisal
of the situation I raised the arial of my radio to give a SITREP
to
my commanding officer.
"Victory one to Ogre...Victory one to
Ogre'" I breathed into the
mouthpiece
hoping the hills behind me didn't bother the reception. "Ogre
here...go
ahead victory one...have you found the vehical?" came the voice
that
I recognized as Valerie Ulionov's, who was the C.O's radio operator.
"Affirmative
Ogre have found vehical and assesed situation" There was a
garbbled
interaction over the earpiece, "Give me that you fool" I heard
Captain
Fetisov say as he grabbed the radio away from Valerie, while holding
the
com button down. "Give your
situation report soldier"
I hesitated for a second almost wanting to
laugh at what I thought was
an
absurd lack of military discipline on the part of Fetisov's. "One
Hum-Vee
squad carrier is stopped by the edge of road, 20 km outside of
krakow. There are five occupants all armed with infantry
weapons, one light
machine
gun...vehical is mounted with Mk 19 auto grenade launcher. There
are
no insignias on any members"
Thinking to myself I noticed that the
patrol had two females and one
black
in it. Knowing how a capitalistic society
discriminates against
minorities
and blacks I knew that none of them were the officer. I also
assumed
it wasn't the sheepish little man who struggled under the weight of
his
gear. No it was the straight standing
man who began walking first away
from
the vehical, he was the officer, and he would soon be dead.
"They seem to have run out of
gas," I spoke again into the radio.
"Two
members
are leaving on foot, one with a gas can in hand." Ah silly
American
officer, I again thought to myself, you try so hard to be friends
with
your men, to be 'one' of them. Your
insistance on carrying the gas can
like
a regular soldier has truley given away the fact that you are a
stereotypical
American officer, straight out of the description in my party
handbook.
"Ogre...officer seems to have a
case...possibly containing maps around
his
neck...they are walking toward my position...approximatly 300 meters
away...I
am going to wait till they are near and away from their comrades
cover
fire, then attempt to take the officer out...I suggest you advance
toward
my position...I will try to hit or scare off the second member of the
advancing
party...and retrieve the suspected map case...if I cannot do it
quickley
I do not want that grenade launcher firing on my position...if you
are
advancing on my positon though, our troops will be able to supress or
neutralize
it and we can then retrieve the case...Is this an agreeable plan
of
action sir?"
"Ogre to Victory your assesment
appears sound...am readying to move on
your
position as soon as possible...will listen for your shots" came
Fetisov's
reply. "For Mother Russia" I
breathed as I pulled some foliage
around
me for camoflage and steadied the SVD, preparing to wait for my prey.
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Igor
is lying in his hide a couple of hundred
meters
off the road junction about 20 km from
Krakow. Suddenly a group of America's in a
Hummer
apprear at the jucntion and stop. All
but
one,
the gunner for the MK19, dismount. Igor
ontinues
to watch the party for a bit, scoping
each
of the individuals, looking into thier eyes
and
souls. He slowly keys the radio set and
whispers
into the mouth piece..
"Ivan,
this is Igor, sitrep over"
Igor
waits a few seconds for the answering
squelch
to know Ivan is listening then proceeds..
"5
American troops with small arms. one M60 MG,
others
appear to be M16's, maybe older versions."
He
shifts slightly as he continues..
"Arrived
in HumV turtleback with MK19 AGL
topside. Gunner providing overwatch, rest are
looking
around. Maybe for fuel. One appears to
be
engineer with some demo equipment."
"They
just arrived about three minutes ago from
the
northwest."
"Am
engaging now, Igor Out"
Igor
slowly takes up aim on his first target, the
brunette
behind the MK19. He hesitates briefly
thinking
what a waste of female, as he centers
the
cross hairs on the bridge of her nose. He
adjusts
his breathing and squeezes the trigger,
watching
as a third eye appears on the beautiful
face.
He
quickly searches for the black soldier with
the
M60 MG. If he takes fire from the
group, he
will
withdraw to another position he has
preselected
about 25 meters to his right, other
wise
he will take another shot from this position
to
take out the black soldier.
Igor,
the sniper
Road
jucntion 20 km from Krakow
SVD
sniper rifle
1000
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After
assessing the situation from his hiding place, Igor grabs his radio.
Silently,
almost whispering he reports to the team leader.
"Trouble-1
to Trouble Leader ! Contact with enemy forces at sector 0251.
Approximate
strength is one squad, motorized infantry. One Hummer and 5
soldiers.
Automatic grenade launcher on hummer. No other heavy weapons other
than
light machinegun. One is probably a combat engineer .They are moving
southeast.
No tanks. I will take on the grenade launcher first."
[waiting
for response]
Igor
turns off his radio and crawls into firing position. He takes aim on
the
soldier operating the grenade launcher, trying to hit the grenade belt.
[results]
The
next target will be the machinegunner.
[results]
After
the shot Igor crawls backwards deeper into the woods [assuming he is
in
a wooded area]. He gets out his radio and reports again: "Trouble-1 to
Trouble
Leader ! Grenade launcher down, machinegunner down. Moving to a new
firing
position."
Igor
slowly moves westward in order to get a new firing position.
[in
case of heavy enemy activity, Igor will break off the attack and follow
the
enemies in a distance, hoping for another opportunity]
