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<span class="mu-s">Operation Start</span>
The assault on Kobberhus would always have had an uncertain beginning, but the initial moments were a crash of confusion for both sides.
To the east, the force moving up the main road to the town spotted enemies dug in in a village along the way as soon as they reached the operational area. That had been an expected place for them, though- artillery had already been aimed and prepared to bombard that place.
The encounter to the west was of a different nature, however. The Petrekorans were known to be out there- and a trio of recon units was watching. Splitterschwert and his m/28s were perched at the edge of the woods- and neither saw nor were seen. Fiskersonn, his unit beside Lieutenant Unterbrust’s, similarly saw nobody.
The less than ladylike veteran, however, did spot something, forward deployed out in the area the Petrekorans were thought to be- no longer thought to be, absolutely were, because at the same time she saw something forward, one of the other platoon officers reported infantry contact to the rear. Boxed in between- but they hadn’t opened fire. She looked through binoculars, saw the black paint indicative of enemy vehicles. Armored cars- it looked like their turrets were made to carry an anti-tank rifle and a machine gun mount. They were absolutely unknown types- nothing like the Twaryians used, nothing like <span class="mu-i">anybody</span> on this continent used, and Sosaldt had been a good place to find old junk from all over.
The armored cars, even from a glance, looked old and unsophisticated. Not the utilitarian sort of primitiveness that Twayian vehicles normally had, but like its designer was trying to figure out how to make it in the first place. It could have been older than some of the soldiers in the Battalion.
The contact was reported, but now what? Were they hiding, or preparing to spring an ambush?
>Fire and Movement may be declared. Turn Open.
