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Hi all!
A new scenario done in, at least when it comes to my making scenarios, record time. A word of warning regarding the description which will follow though, it has got some cursing in it.


01 Beginnings

Date: May 5, 1972

Battle Location: Rural Area, Northern Ireland

Battle Type: Provisional IRA sabotage vs R.U.C./British Army defend

Description: How and when you and your brother joined the Provos is a story best told at another time.

It doesn't really matter at the moment, what does matter is that you both have been sent to a rural area just across the border to meet up with and help organize a few volunteers.

You drove across the border at night with only a few weapons in the car: A pistol, a shotgun and newly arrived from our friends in the States, an m79 "Thumper" grenade launcher.

Driving with your headlights switched off along the narrow country roads it was a miracle that you didn't crash earlier, on the upside you both got off easy with a few superficial scratches and Lockie, your older brother, who was driving the car, also suffered a bloody nose.

Keeping away from the roads you make your way towards your destination, a couple of tiny villages and a few farms strewn across the countryside.

You mutter to yourself as you make your way through some trees on the edge of a freshly tilled field.

"What's that you said, Tom?" Your brothers voice cut's through your thoughts.

Your brother is 24 years old, only a year older than you, but still treats you as he did when you were living at home with your parents

"Nottin, Lockie."you sigh

"That's roight, Tom. You just remember why we're here."

You think about answering back, but just as you're about to, a man armed with a Bren gun steps into view and with a rough voice says: "Enjoying the night air are we, boys?"

The man looks at you both and and nods towards the m79. "That's a strange walking stick, boy. How did you come by it?" The man seems to ponder something for a brief moment and then asks: "Are you boys Oglaigh na hEireann?"

Lockie answers him quickly: "Are you Pete O'Leary?"

"No I'm not, but I'm a friend of his. My name is Dan McGee." He lowers his gun. "And I'm guessing you're the lads from the Republic we were expecting." He grins and sticks out his hand. "We've been havin a roight trouble with the huns lately, lads, but now you boys are here we can get ourselves sorted."

You suddenly hear the sound of a car coming closer and both you and Lockie ready your weapons.

"Ah, not to worry, boys." The man says. "That'll be ar Siobhan. She worries about her 45 year old dad as if he was 5."
"She's a good daugther, he adds. "AND she'll take us to see Old Man O'Leary." He blinks. "He's already been training some of the young lads, Michael, he's 19 and Diarmuid who's 18. They might be young, but they're dependable lads. We'll get him to call them on the phone when we get there. And his own son Dara might be home if he's not out hunting.

You see the headlights of the approaching car bobbing about on the bumpy farm road.

"What we need to do roight now, boys, is act." McGee continues. "We'll hit the R.U.C. station tonight. I know for a fact that the back-door of their weapons depot, at the back of the station, has a vulnerable spot. Old Man O'Leary knows his way around gelignite and has a steady hand eventhough he's 65, so that part shouldn't be any trouble. And if we can knock out the Hun's radio antenna on the hill north of the Old Mansion, that'll be grand. And it will get us more volunteers."

"But first we need to gather up the boys. I'll tell Siobhan to drive us to the west village and when O'Leary's woken the lads up we'll go and get them at the Center Village. But we need to hurry, it's not long 'till dawn."


Notes: This scenario is only playable as the Green side.

Be very careful with your volunteers, losses this early in a recruitment drive would be catastrophic.

Your task is, in short:
1: Get to Pete "Old Man" O'Leary in West Village and pick him and, if he shows up, his son up.

2: Pick up the other volunteers in Center Village

3: Attack either or both of your targets (R.U.C.-station and Radio Antenna)

4: Keep losses at a minimum as your units has a high cost

5: Celebrate with a Guinness or a glass of Connemara whiskey

Sources: Ficticious Scenario.

Design by: Daniel Toftemar

Hope you enjoy it!
Attached Files
File Type: zip 01-Beginnings.zip (76.5 KB, 480 views)
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