First Strike

[Imp]

Well either I am in charge of a bunch of geriatrics with cataracts or the tales we have been told of the decadent West have been exaggerated somewhat. These are not lax troops blending rather to well into the terrain for my liking, in the middle despite knowing they are right on top of him the jav team remains elusive despite sitting in the middle of a highway. One of his support squads has been found & shots exchanged. The bulk of the force here has managed to make it to hilltop farm without further incident & some are ready to move out for a look. To the North only light arty 60-80mtrs but that & trouble detecting the enemy means the force designation is snail. We have made some ground towards the main objective & some nearby mortars but are caught in a fight with another platoon. So far only detected 2 squads a MMG & jav, 1 squad is nearly out of the picture & the jav was traded for a BTR & half its passengers. This time its the nutters manning the machine guns that are taking my men in droves. Beginning to think the operational planers got a bit optimistic with this one & it could be a one way ticket the distance to our objectives seems to be growing by the minute.