>>5460858>>5460887"Niel to Sikorsky... or should I call you Helman... If you're stopping to hold the road, I'll skirt the woods eastward and aim to stop whatever incoming reinforcements slip by the forest group. Niel Out."
The radio hissed it's confirmation. "Look where your paranoia got you". Villi thought to himself between new orders to his driver. "Spitting all those feathers down the comm at "glory hounds" and "thunder runners" and now where you are? If Sikorsky was The Lance, what did that make you, heading straight up his rear at the thought of bombardment, his horse?" Lunacy... Hopefuly he'd not end up eating his words quite so quickly, next battle. Another punch of the controls.
>>5460785>>5460483"C-4 and C-7, this is Lieutenant Niel, if you're moving North, try not to fall afoul of my lanes of fire... We don't have many, so it shouldn't be that tough... I'm hoping to catch any runners coming North to south and hold them. Out."
As usual, squares are for intended movement. Colours being the turn's movement. Black the next, grey so on. Aiming to be at [bb41], dug in within the treeline facing north, four turns from now.
