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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #15 on: April 22, 2017, 04:47:34 pm »
Heinrich, Kat, and Erica

As the three of you jumped out of the van the man started back pedaling before turning and sprinting down the road. "Why wouldn't we save the man who sold us some very valuable information, after all right now you've not really got any choice but to work with us." The man shouted over the gunfire.

To the left of you you could see a number of German soldiers firing into the buildings and road that you needed to run down. Down the road you could see a number of resistance members returning fire as one motioned for you to hurry. Rushing down the road with the man he led you into an alley and down a hidden entrance to the sewers while the others followed quickly behind. The man shook his head as he lead you through the sewers "Sorry about the smell but this is a better way than just rushing through the damn roads. Quite frankly we'd have lost more men then you'd be worth doing that."

One of the others shook his head and said "Oh will you shut up ya damn pessimistic asshole. We need anyone we can get and besides they ought to be able to help out."

One of the men with you now reached into a bag and handed each of you a headset "Here, need these to be able to communicate over distances. Plus the boss wants to talk to ya."

Jack

Several of the men stopped to return the salute while others continued moving large boxes through the room. A man approached and gave a short salute in return before speaking in German "At ease everyone. Mister Kennedy I cannot say it's a pleasure to see you here. I would be handing over control of this operation to you if not for certain individuals doubting your capabilities to carry out your duty which makes my job more difficult. So I am giving you command but will be supervising you and will have the capability to veto any orders you give."

A voice came over the intercom asking for the commander to come to his office. Sighing the man said "You are free to use any resources, both material and personnel, that you should require for whatever operations you care to undertake. You'll also be managing things here. There's the 'war room' set up, it contains information on areas of suspected activity and individuals who are believed to be at least sympathizers of the resistance. It would be advisable to at least have patrols in those areas, maybe assign some of our agents to follow those suspects as well. But that's no longer my job though if you should desire any help I'll be available in my office. Oh, and your Behemoth trooper is in the vehicle bay for now."

The man walked away to leave you to begin your work.  Schultz watched the man go and only spoke once he was out of earshot "Why do I doubt working with him is going to be fun?"

Paul shrugged as he looked at Jack "Any orders sir? Or should me and Schultz find our two riflemen before they decide to get drunk at the first bar they find?"

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #16 on: April 22, 2017, 07:20:52 pm »
Heinrich quickly followed the resistances fighters into the sewers.

You have a good point, also, I designed these sewer tunnels, the tunnel walls absorb the nasty smells from the air, so the smell isn't the thing to worry about, there are laser tripwires with arc emitters attepaced to them, just follow me.

He started to carefully traverse the sewers.

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #17 on: April 22, 2017, 07:33:59 pm »
Kat took the headset and followed the French dude.
"So, where are we headed?"
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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #18 on: April 22, 2017, 07:54:05 pm »
Heinrich quickly followed the resistances fighters into the sewers.

You have a good point, also, I designed these sewer tunnels, the tunnel walls absorb the nasty smells from the air, so the smell isn't the thing to worry about, there are laser tripwires with arc emitters attepaced to them, just follow me.

He started to carefully traverse the sewers.
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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #19 on: April 22, 2017, 10:16:14 pm »
((Alright, I'm sorry, I'm new to this :/ ))

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #20 on: April 23, 2017, 04:10:21 pm »
Jack watched his "commander" scurry away. It had been the welcome he expected, and he immediately wrote the man off as one of those old Prussian "war is fun, occupation isn't" types. With a sigh, he turned to his men.

"Shultz, take a quick little poke around. I'm sure our friends here have set up an adequate defensive perimeter, but I'd like you to make sure. After that, go round up the other two and have them report back." The corporal nodded, and Jack looked towards Paul. "There's a bit more work to be done before we investigate whatever watering hole the others have found," he smiled, "I want you to check through the personnel files and inventory reports. See who we're working with and what sort of equipment we can expect to be dealing with. As the commandant suggested, I'm going to go over those reports, check the current assignments, and see if anything stands out as a worthwhile use of our time. We'll reconvene in two hours."

He flashed a quick salute, dismissing his soldiers and moving towards the ops room. As an after thought, he turned back to Paul, and quietly added "Make sure to find out our new commandant's name, just in case he plans to be more hands on than he indicated. See if you can dig up anything useful on him, but don't dedicate too much time to it just yet."
« Last Edit: April 23, 2017, 04:12:18 pm by Dickcord »
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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #21 on: April 23, 2017, 04:33:15 pm »
Erica grunts quietly as she braces the MP40 with her knees, using her good arm to reach across and pull back the handle slightly.   Satisfied that they did, in fact, give her a gun with bullets, she goes back to holding it 'normally', and heads off with the rest of the group.

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #22 on: April 23, 2017, 07:28:37 pm »
Jack

The ops room was large enough to house a large map of the city, several operatives listening to radio chatter and directing security forces where they're needed and other various tasks. An officer who you assumed to be around the age of nineteen approached with a set of folders and you noted the missing ear and mask over the left half of his face. Snapping a quick salute the man said "Hello sir, good to see some new blood running this place. I am in charge of radio dispatch and communications as well as confidential files such as these." Laying them on a nearby table the man continued "These are the personnel files of those that came here with you should you like to view them. Someone up the chain of command said they were for your eyes only."

Motioning to an old filing cabinet the man said "Should you like to see old reports we keep a back log of two months on hand before sending them to a storage facility." Walking over to the map table the man continued "Should you like any older reports we can request them from the storage facility. It will take some time of course but sometimes our agents over look details in reports before filing them away."

He then opened a drawer on the table that the map was on and pulled out a handful of reports. "The current reports are kept here. Nothing of much concern so far today, a few arrests for public drunkeness, one for lewd behavior, and an incident of domestic violence which the officers on hand dealt with. Some concerns in District 4 though, one of our Abwehr agents over heard some individuals speaking ill of the Reich, one of which we've had suspicions about already. If you should like we can have him watched."

Motioning to the map itself the man said "You can assign men and Abwehr agents to the districts on the map. As you can see we have several agents watching District 2, the place of business of a man named Xavier Bronson in specific. Some suspicious activity has been happening in the area near the business and he was already suspected so a handful of agents have been following him."

Continuing the man said "We're also watching a number of other places including the 'Bronze Star Brewery', the 'Northern hotel', and a public housing building in district 5. Those are all of our current intelligence operations. Everything else is just the standard patrols and arrests that happen everyday. Nothing requiring your attention though I'm sure the police department will be more than willing to provide the reports you want."

The man gave another quick salute and said "If you should require me simply call for Walter over the intercom." With that he went over to one of the radios and started listening to the radio chatter, occasionally speaking to someone on the line.

Two hours later Paul you found Paul berating two of the Wehrmacht soldiers in the warehouse before walking over toward you. "I'm sure things went well for you. Equipment wise we have plenty of surveillance gear to run a handful of operations, wish we had more but it looks like the commandant was more worried about armed uprisings then preventing them so we have more guns than we have personnel. Speaking of personnel we're dealing primarily with newer recruits from the Wehrmacht, a few veterans from the European war mixed in but not many. The Abwehr men we have are a bit more experienced on average but they all seem to want to put a..." Paul stopped to think for a second before continuing "...put what the Americans called 'stars and bars' on their shoulders I think. They want a medal at least. Younger men wanting to make a name for themselves."

Shaking his head Paul said "Our Commandant friend is named Gerhard. He did something and got sent to the Russian front but it's been classified. Whatever he did over there impressed someone because he got transferred out of the front and to America." Paul pulled a cigarette out and lit it before continuing "Trust me sir, you have to fuck up badly, very badly, to get sent to the Russian front. You have to do something miraculous to get back out."

Paul motioned to the entrance and said "Kids are home."

Schultz walked through the doorway behind Oskar and Emil shouting at them. As they approached you heard Schultz say "Hello Sir, I'm back with the two men who were, as they put it, 'investigating the locals'. And By that they mean attempting to talk two of the local women into bed later tonight, rather unsuccessfully."

Oskar mumbled something under his breath about not having much experience which received a strike to the back of the helmet from Schultz. "Awaiting your orders sir."


The Resistance

The headset crackled to life as a voice came over the radio "Hello new recruits. We're going to be nice and give you the choice between joining us or us giving you a Saturday Night Special and sending you on your way after we take you a ways away from our base. I highly recommend option one."

The frenchman that had rescued you led you further down the tunnels as the man continued speaking to you over the radio "We could use more people, always do. You'll be helping free America and later the rest of the world. Of course as I said it's up to you, after all we only really were after helping out a friend of ours on those transports but figured we'd save everyone else involved."

The man leading you said "Okay, here we are." One of the others started up the ladder to your right as the Frenchman waited and watched the tunnels. "All clear up here."

Motioning for you to go first the Frenchman waited. Once up the ladder the resistance members led you onto a large truck with the others they rescued. "Of course you'll make that decision once you get to our base, give you time to consider things." the man said

The back of the truck was closed and you felt it begin to accelerate out of the building. Some time passed, how long you weren't sure, before it stopped and you were guided  into a warehouse and blind folded. From there you were led somewhere that you couldn't tell the location of. Once the blind folds were removed you found yourselves in a sealed room with a man sitting in a chair in front of you. Smiling at you he took a sip from the cup he was holding before speaking in a distinctly british accent "So, the boss wants to know what your decision is. So what's it gonna be? On the run or working with us?"

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #23 on: April 23, 2017, 09:37:59 pm »
"Hell yeah. I would love to join the resistance."
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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #24 on: April 24, 2017, 06:52:42 am »
Heinrich sighed.

What choice do I have, I will join you.

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #25 on: April 24, 2017, 04:04:46 pm »
There was more than a little bit to be done. Fortunately, besides serving a minor purpose, the informal recon mission he'd sent the others on had given Jack time to put together a basic angle of attack.

Firstly, the basics. He cast a severe glance at the two riflemen. Though they hadn't really followed his orders of consciously gauging the attitude of the locals in the immediate area, the fact that they'd managed to make asses of themselves without causing any trouble led him to conclude that it was pretty unlikely there was any immediate, significant issues likely to arise with the base or it's surroundings. While it was more his nature to run a pretty loose unit, he was well aware that his new posting was a fairly significant command, and he was one of the few Americans fortunate enough to hold such a position. His superiors weren't generally "casual" people in his experience, and acting as a lax officer who encouraged fraternization in front of half the operations staff wouldn't do him well here. A "public" tone would have to be set for his unit, unfortunate as it was.

"Corporal," he addressed Schultz in a sharp tone, his eyes not leaving the troopers, "You're to take these two and secure us some good quarters. Modest, but better than the barracks here, and nearby. I'll expect a stocked kitchen, basic communications equipment, and proper recreational gear. Get what you need from the stores here, or withdraw from petty cash. I'm sure we can offset the expense by having these slackers transport most of it without the truck." He dropped the edge from his voice slightly, then added "I expect written reports on the nearby drinking establishments as well."

Dismissing them, he turned back to Paul. "Staff Sergeant, I want you to audit the operations here. There's a fellow named Walter around somewhere who seems like he has a handle on things - get to know him, and if you trust him, work closely with him. See if there is any sort of statistical or predictive analysis group running. If there isn't, assemble one from whomever seems most promising. Have them start running through the on-site files, look for any discrepancies that seem to be regularly repeated or anything else that may be amiss with the police force here. Anything older than two months is kept off-site, but if you have permission to request access to whatever you may need from there.

After that, I want you to have them run through the general demographics and behavior data for the districts under our purview. Our goal will be to loosely categorize the area we are responsible for into one of three classifications - "safe", where we have never encountered issues and reasonably expect no trouble, "threatened",
 where we have indications of dissent but no organized, violent resistance has occurred in the last two months or is expected int he near future, and "dangerous", where we believe there are Resistance operations currently underway, or where violence has occurred. Once this work has been completed, brief me on your findings and we'll commence our operations and resource allocation in depth.

Finally, I want you to personally check through the filing here and identify any activity linked specifically to communist or Soviet resistance activity. I cannot say what exactly you're looking for, except that I trust you'll know it when you see it should there be anything of note there. Report directly to me on this and do not involve the others.
Jack paused for a moment, feeling as though he was missing some crucial instruction, but shook the thought from his head. "Let me know if any thing comes up that requires my assistance." he finished, dismissing Paul with another salute.

Looking around, he found himself a spare desk tucked into the corner, and began his own work - firstly, he checked over the personnel files given to him by Walter, starting with the behemoth which he suddenly remembered he had yet to inspect. Making a note to do so shortly, he read through the rest of the personnel data before moving on to the activities reports.

He cast a quick glance at the District 4 file, but quickly wrote it off as not yet worth his direct attention - the soldiers and plainclothes agents there seemed to be on top of things. Shuffling it to the edge of the desk, he turned his attention to the other reports, reading through the files on Mr. Bronson, as well as the current monitoring operations at the three locations Walter had mentioned.

By the time he had finished, it was late in the evening, and it seemed most of the other office workers had left for the day. Stretching, he stood from his chair, and decided to go meet the behemoth trooper while he tossed all the new information around in his head.

« Last Edit: April 24, 2017, 04:21:51 pm by Dickcord »
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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #26 on: April 24, 2017, 08:45:05 pm »
(Mrno let me know that his character agreed to be part of the resistance and told me to go ahead and update)
Resistance
"With that out of the way, welcome to the Resistance." The man stood and opened a door that led out of the room. Drifting out you came to a more open area with several people walking about or working. Whether they were checking weapons or listening to the radio signals everyone seemed to be doing something.

One man motioned you over and spoke in a heavy German accent "Hello! So I'm the quartermaster, as such I'm the man you get your equipment from." The man stopped for a second to look at the chamber of the pistol he was inspecting before continuing "Since you're new here all I've been allowed to give you are those MP40s, some spare magazines, and whatever equipment that's required for the job. Whenever you're here just come and find me if you need ammo or gear. By the way, it's nice to know I'm not the only German with a conscience."

With that the man turned and started stripping a rifle on his table. The Frenchman that had rescued you walked up and said "I see you've already met Edgar." He motioned to a man standing in front of a radio talking into a headset "That's the boss, go around, talk to whoever you want or just take some time. Whenever you're all ready he'll give you an assignment."

Pointing to a hallway he continued "That leads to the barracks, the training grounds, and the med ward." Motioning to another hallway on the other side of the room he said "And that leads to the 'hangar', as the men have taken to calling it, the workshop, and storage."

Walking away the man started talking to another Resistance member that had been cataloging several loose items in the room.

(so if you want to check around do so, you'll get more opportunities later but you'll find more characters to interact with which might prove useful)

Jack

Walking into the Vehicle Bay you saw the plethora of armored transports, jeeps, and your Behemoth trooper. Standing ten feet tall the combination of flesh and metal was standing on the far end of the Vehicle Bay. After you approached it didn't react for a few seconds before turning and speaking through the speakers built into the 'helmet' "Hello Captain Kennedy. It will be a pleasure serving under you."

Jack noted the machine gun attached to Wolfgang's right arm. The left had nothing attached to it but Jack could see that it was designed to have something attached to it as well. The armor plating that may as well have been his skin at this point was painted a dark grey and there were several spots that appeared to have once had decals painted onto them but since been worn off revealing the dull color of the metal itself.

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #27 on: April 25, 2017, 09:19:30 am »
Kat goes to check the workshop.
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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #28 on: April 25, 2017, 02:42:10 pm »
Erica fumbles with the MP40 a bit, then wanders off to the training grounds.

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Re: 1948: The New Order
« Reply #29 on: April 26, 2017, 12:22:26 am »
(well I update once a day on pretty well all my RPs including this one. As a note I'm going to as much as I can actively update things like combat so that that stuff goes by a bit faster)

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Erica
You make your way to the training grounds and hear a handful of guns being fired before entering the room itself. The room was split into four areas, the shooting range were a handful of Resistance members were practicing shooting under the direction of a man whom was missing the lower half of his left leg. The second area was an obstacle course apparently designed to get the members used to traversing difficult terrain and working together to overcome obstacles. The third was a shooting course where members were learning how to maneuver appropriately in combat.

The fourth was an area designed for members to organize into two teams and simulate combat. Three men were walking on the rafters set up above the area monitoring the exercises. The weapons used here were not actual guns but designed to deliver projectiles that deliver enough of a sting to alert the individual that they've been hit.

A woman wearing a metal helmet and chest plate carrying a Thompson walked over to you and said "Hey! I've never seen you here before so I'm assuming you're new. I'm in charge here. I run this place pretty tight but so long as you don't break one of my guns I won't care how long you spend in here and if you need any help with anything just ask. Hell impress me and I might give you something from my personal collection. Oh I'm Shirley by the way."

Kat
The sounds of machinery greeted you before you entered the room. Several voices shouting to each other over the machines could be heard and you spotted the frame of what looked like an armored vehicle sitting in one of the 'bays' of the workshop where they apparently housed larger projects.

A large man wearing a leather apron walked to you and said "Welcome to the workshop. We primarily maintain the handful of vehicles the Resistance uses and develop concealable weapons, make armor, and do our best to produce counter weapons to what the Nazis have."

Another man shouted from one of the workbenches "HEY BOSS WE NEED SOME MORE PARTS!"

The man in front of you frowned and then said "As you can probably tell we can use whatever resources we can get. Tell you what if you can bring us some useful items, gears, springs, weapons parts, metal plating, anything we can use to do our work I'll see about getting you some better equipment. Oh, and if you should require me further I'm Charles."

 

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