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What a great time this past weekend was. A big thanks goes out to the cimmerians for putting together such a unique and fun event.

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Operation: -RED TIDE- AAR and Gallery

You can start posting your comments and AAR in the "Comments "section. Overall it was a fun game.

RED STAR

You "Yankee imperialist dogs" were lucky this time. We will regroup and reorganize at our hidden training facility. Supernova has killed and dismembered the leadership in charge, and be assured our resolve has only deepened after this slight adjustment to our goal of domination of the Moss-land and surrounding territories.

Red Star Team: Mike 3 - Sergeant - AAR

VICTORY or DEATH!!!

A number of us were unfortunate enough to experience this at the hand of Super Nova. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! ... Seven shots shattered the stillness of the night as Super Nova discharged his custom Desert Eagle personal sidearm, and summarily executed 3 commission officers (the on-scene commander among these) and 4 non-coms for failing to secure victory in the San Miguel campaign.

I was lucky that the Desert Eagle only had a 7 rounds capacity, because I was the next noncom about to have his brain matter and skull fragments decorating the wall behind him. Disgustedly, Super Nova hurled the prized weapon across the war room and stomped out of the blast door. Everybody stayed out of his path.

It was easy to understand our leader’s wrath. There was much riding on the success of the San Miguel campaign.

On the Red Tide ops, observers from an ex-KGB run corporation _______-_______ (NATO code name: Airsoft Extreme), and Montagne Visage Surplusse (NATO code name: Mountain View Surplus) ran by a French-Congo warlord, came along for the duration to evaluate business opportunities. Had the campaign been a success, then the San Miguel government would require massive quantities of hardware and other military supplies to equip and outfit its armed forces to comply with Red Star’s standards. Super Nova would have been the broker for these lucrative transactions and profit handsomely from the commissions.

So, besides saving face and establishing Red Star’s supremacy in the San Miguel region, Super Nova stood to gain financially as well. All these prospects of fortune and glory however, had gone up in smoke because of the incessant American interference.

Throughout the night, bitter firefights had broken out as opposing units viciously engaged in violent skirmishes in the inky darkness. Red Star’s forces had been severely diminished as the result of these skirmishes. Come morning, we had about a third left of our original numbers. Any conventional attempt at reinforcement and re-supply had met with disaster as the American carrier-borne airpower dominated the skies over San Miguel, and intercepted our slow moving, conventional troop-laden transport helicopters. The troops on the ground were effectively on their own, and could only make do with what they had with them.

The American vermin on the other hand, seemed to command an endless supply of manpower and materiel with which they saturated the battle area. All Red Star’s units were ordered to rendezvous on top of Punch Bowl and hold out until extracted. Unfortunately, that was easier said than done as we ran into ambush after ambush to the rendezvous point. We fought tooth and nail, often coming down to our side-arms in close quarter combat.
The killing was horrific.

The Red Star Medics were my greatest heroes in this terrible conflict. They risked their lives time and again to patch us up almost as fast as we got torn apart by enemy fire. But the brave medics could only do so much, and they too, were fighting a losing battle.

The attrition rate was so staggering, and ammo supply was running so critically low, that we could not have put up a fight for more than another 30 minutes. When all seemed lost, the on-scene commander received a coded message over secure Sat-Com that a flight of 6 ultra-classified prototype Thunder Hawk stealth gunships was en route. Using NOE (nap of the earth), they slipped past the orbiting American EWACS and fighter screen undetected. The ‘Hawks were racing straight for the infamous LZ Echo which was 2 clicks South-East of Punch Bowl. Their ETA was 15:00 Zulu - 35 minutes from the time Sat-Com contact was made with the commander. The gunships would only have 2 minutes on station once they flared out over the LZ to embark troops.

Red Star forces had lost over 80% of their original numbers over the last 2 day’s heavy fighting. With or without re-enforcement, there was no way we could resist the crushing American offensive. The on-scene commander concluded that this battle for San Miguel was beyond redemption. It was time to cut our losses and run to fight another day. He then made the fateful decision to broadcast the coded message “Order of the Red Star” to all Red Star units in the area. This code phrase ordered all units to break contact and retrograde to LZ Echo for emergency extraction. Those who did not make it to the LZ within 30 minutes of the broadcast of the Order would be left behind. We could not wait for anyone!!!

So, we all triple-timed to LZ Echo, avoiding contact as we could, or running right through ambushes if we must, and ran for our lives.

26 of us made it to the LZ just as the Thunder Hawks made their final approaches. Their side mounted miniguns roared at the cyclic rate of 3000 rounds per minute and cut into the pursuing Americans, while the tattered remainder of the proud Red Star commando contingent frantically and unceremoniously threw itself into the cargo holds.

Within 2 minutes of their arrival, the gunships lifted off and zoomed North-East at top speed, egressing the San Miguel region, never to return.

It has been 3 days now since we returned from the ops. And I am still wrestling with the aftermath in the war room. In my humble opinion, the on-scene commander should have been commended for having kept the enemy at bay for as long as he did. But instead … Victory or Death!


>>> Long live our leader Super Nova! Glory to the Order of the Red Star! <<<

Operation -Red Star Rising- AAR and Gallery

Fire Team Leader “WARPIG” - Recondo 907– Interim AAR

This AAR is written during the lull in the battle at sundown of Feb 10, 2008. If I don’t make it out of this engagement, the 907 assistant team lead and other team members have been instructed to make sure this AAR gets to the American high command after the hostilities had ceased… That is, if any of us would walk away this time…

NO REST FOR THE WEARIED!!!

It appeared that the US high command underestimated the strategic importance of “Punch Bowl” to Super Nova’s campaign to subjugate the San Miguel province.

To Super Nova, the Punch Bowl area is a strategic jumping board from which he can project Red Star’s power into the rest of the region. Regaining control of the area was therefore of critical importance to the Red Star campaign. In addition, this was a matter of face-saving for the Red Star leader. Super Nova could not afford to appear so effortlessly defeated in the eyes of his newest San Miguel allies.

Red Star quickly recovered from the blow they took earlier and infused the area with troops for a massive counter offensive. They were determined to make the Americans pay, and their first order of business was to prevent any further extraction or insertion of American forces from and to the area.
The Reds’ scouts got a good fix on the Black Hawks’ ingress route used to move American troops, and lined it up with mobile AAA batteries and troops with shoulder-launched “SA-7 Grail” infrared-homing missiles. The last wave of 4 Black Hawks (destined for extraction of 907 and the Marines contingent) was taken by surprise when it lumbered into the flak trap. The wave lost 2 birds to the intense ground fire, with another heavily damaged, and was ordered to turn around.

Real-time satellite imagery confirmed massive Red Star troop’s deployment, once more on top of Punch Bowl. Intel processed the data further and positively identified a squad of ex-Spetznaz commandos among the newly arrived troops. This crack team of mercenaries was the infamous HTS team (rumors has it that HTS stands for Hill of The Skull). HTS is notorious for their slyness and brutality in the field. By deploying this team, Super Nova made clear he was serious about taking and controlling the San Miguel area. The HTS assumed overall on-scene command of the Reds and the San Miguel Regulars (SMR). They wasted no time in moving 2 platoons to wrestle LZ Echo from the American forces.

No rest for the wearied, indeed! Recondo 907 and the Marines were in the open, securing the LZ echo. The word about the Black Hawks casualties barely reached the team, before the bullets started flying. HTS must have been furious that some trigger-happy SMR has given away their element of surprise. Thanks to the advanced warning, the American team quickly retrograded to the tree lines with minimal losses. For the next hour, LZ Echo became an intensely contested piece of real estate.

907 and the Marines deployed along the tree line in a semi-circle watching LZ Echo. 907 Lead (Warpig) had half of the Marines contingent, and the 907 assistant lead (Santa) had the other half providing left flank security. The Americans were well concealed from the on-coming HTS and their troops. The HTS troops however, had to cross relatively open terrain to approach LZ Echo. Using whatever cover available, the Reds and SMR closed in on the LZ. To HTS’ frustration, every attempt to probe from the front was thwarted with murderously accurate fire from the Americans. Seeing that frontal assault was ineffective, HTS started to shift their main attack axis to hit the American’s right and left flanks respectively. First, they moved far to the right of the LZ, in order to use the tree line to cover their approach.
Responding to the new tactical development, the 907 Lead redeploy the team to concentrate firepower on the enemy massing on the right flank. And once more, the Reds got more than they bargained for, and their 2nd major assault was ineffective. HTS then tried to shift the main force to the American’s left flank with similar results, as they ran into 907 assistant team lead and his Marines.

After 3 unsuccessful attempts at taking LZ Echo, HTS pulled back what was left of the 2 platoons to rethink their next move. The situation reached an impasse. 907 was denying the Reds LZ Echo, but the LZ was too hot for any American extraction or insertion.

Unbeknownst to 907, American high command succeeded in inserting troops to the west of LZ Echo in response to the Red Star activities. The reinforcement made their way to LZ Echo, and together with 907 and the Marines, they drove HTS further back. It appeared that Red Star had other pressing needs for manpower, as HTS and the 2 platoon were recalled and re-deployed somewhere else.

As LZ Echo seemed secured for the moment, the on-scene commander ordered 907 and the Marines to move to the North West and deploy as blocking force and rear security for the American second assault on Punch Bowl. As expected, this move forced all Red Star forces to restrict their troop movements and reinforcements further to the north and East of Punch Bowl.
The wily HTS however, never lost interest in taking LZ Echo. Their feigned disinterest in the LZ was just a ruse to let the American think it was secured. As soon as 907 left the immediate vicinity of LZ Echo, HTS moved in and claimed it.

To the Americans, LZ Echo was still considered an alternate insertion point for reinforcements; so 907 and the Marines contingent were sent back to secure the LZ Echo. The roles were now reversed! 907 and the Marines were now the ones on the receiving end of the ambush. And once again, it was a stalemate.

The battle has raged on for the better part of the day and sundown has set in. Both sides needed to regroup, re-arm, to get ready for possible night ops. I took this temporary lull in the activities to quickly write down this recount of the day’s battle. At this point, neither side was willing to concede! And it looks like there will be plenty of killing to be done come daylight, if not sooner… no rest for the wearied…

RECONDO! Mission First! We are the hunters, they are the prey!

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Rings of Fire II - Recondo 907 Fire team point man – AAR


OPERATION RING OF FIRE II AAR


Hamburger Hill in San Miguel!!!

The battle for Punch Bowl seared my soul because of its staggering savagery and the heavy casualties experienced by the American forces. It was in effect a repeat of the infamous battle for Hill 937, also known as Hamburger Hill, in the Vietnam War in May of 1969.

The Red Star and their San Miguel Regulars (hereafter collectively referred to as Reds) were entrenched in well-concealed positions on top of Punch Bowl. From their fortified vantage point, the Reds commanded unlimited visibility of a 3-mile radius up and down the slopes of Punch Bowl. Those trying to get to the top of Punch Bowl from the foothill will find minimal effective cover for all approach venues; the terrain was sparsely strewn with vegetation consisting of small trees, some scattered shrubs, and parched grass.

Facing an exposed and literally up-hill battle, the American Assault Force quickly organized itself into 3 elements, one of which is the Recondo 907 detachment (hereafter referred to as 907). 907 was assigned the middle approach venue, while the Delta detachment was split up into Delta 1 and 2, assaulting the left and right flanks of the objective.

Aside from the tactical terrain advantage, the Reds also appeared to have weapon superiority over the American force. Heavy drum-fed machine guns were pouring withering fire downrange. Snipers were placed with overlapping field of fire along the threat axis; and had a field day as they laid down murderously accurate fire. The only time the American teams were able to eyeball these snipers was when one of us took a hit, or when we saw the muzzle flash. With the snipers and machine gun crews covering any movement downrange, the rest of the Reds grew bolder and deployed in squads and pushed down the slopes to engage the American forces.

The Red’s commander was confident that this would be a battle of attrition, and that they would win in the day, considering their numeric advantage.

The battle raged on in all its savagery, with the Reds jeering and taunting us every time one of us succumbed to sniper fire. Bravely, we pushed forward, with the tried and true over-bound/over-watch/covering-fire maneuver. The slope of Punch Bowl was a killing field littered with American casualties. Yet we had no choice but to push on, fighting and paying dearly for every inch of ground we gained. With well-placed fire, we claimed our own share of kill among the Reds, but this did not seem to put enough of a dent in their numbers, and the Reds maintained a better than 2 – 1 ratio over us in men and firepower.

907 suffered severe casualties to the point where we were practically combat-ineffective. The remainder of the detachment was pinned down behind the pathetic covers on the desolate slope. From radio comm., we learned that Delta 1 and 2 fared no better, and the battle seemed lost. But the American high command, in all its wisdom, planned ahead and was able to coordinate the insertion of reinforcement at the critical moment of the battle.

Our spirits rose when we heard the sweet “whup whup whup” sound of incoming Blackhawks and their load of reinforcements. The on-scene commander quickly deployed the fresh troops among the three assault elements and bolstered our numbers. With the reinforcement on the scene, the Americans for the first time during the battle appeared to be the equal to the Reds in numbers. Those Americans that were already halfway up the slopes rose from cover and laid down covering fire for the reinforcements to over-bound them and pushed towards the top of the hill. The American forces managed to neutralize the sniper threats and heavy machine gun crews as they continue their push on the objective.

At this point of the battle, none of us would want to be in the shoes of the Red Star commander. The Reds took fire from all sides with nowhere to fall back to. Panic ensued among their ranks, and they failed to organize an effective counter offensive.

Coolly and efficiently, the Recondos and Deltas rushed the remaining 10-15 yards to the top with well-practiced over-bound/covering-fire combined with flanking and eliminated the last pockets of enemy combatants.

The battle for Punch Bowl, or the San Miguel Hamburger Hill in my mind, was won by the American forces. But the price we paid was steep, as the few survivors walked away with only memories of comrades who had made to the ultimate sacrifice in the enduring fight to rid the world of the Red Star menace.

RECONDO! Mission First! We are the Hunters, they are the prey!

Operation -Rambos Revenge - AAR images

We had a good showing of about 85 players! We had a record number of first time players attending the OP which is good to see. i can only imagine we will be buried at the beginning of the year after the holidays and player get their new gear. I didn't have much time to take pictures so there are only a few this month. Bring you cameras out to the game and help our image library grow!