
Gregori Mikonavich |

With a loud cry Gregori swings his rifle around attempting to make very short work of the fascist. "MOTHERLAAAAAAND!"
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26 Attack
1d6 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 Damage
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 Confirm
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9 Damage
Spending Action point to help confirmation roll : 1d6 ⇒ 6
Assuming that kills our poor surprised friend here then move to R26.

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

RD1
Gregori (resolved)
Liam (resolved)
Germans (resolved)
Philip
Ivan
Cornelius
Oskar
The Germans take their rifles off their shoulders and hurry to the sound of the explosion and their gurgling comrade who was just impaled by Gregori! Only one runs over to the entrance of the excavation site.
Sorry, no idea where Oskar is.

Ivan Li |

round 1
Ivan runs as fast as possible at the nazi in o 25.
Ivan leaps, and slams his elbow into the bridge of the guard's nose.
1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23+2 for charging,+1 for brawl not sure if I can charge
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5Non-lethal damage
AOO from the guard?

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

Still waiting for Oskar, we will start rnd 2 now, he may retcon if he returns.
Von Gilding sprints through the jungle, shoulder to shoulder with Philip and is nearly about to shout his trademark words, but he prefers to concentrate on the enemy for now.
RD2
Gregori
Liam
Germans
Philip
Ivan
Cornelius
Oskar

Gregori Mikonavich |

Assuming the fascist directly in front of me is now very much dead.
Not even hesitating to spit on the latest victim of the rampage named Gregori. He pulls free his weapon and charges the next one hardly thinking that he has in fact plenty of ammunition.
Charging T23
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18 Attack
1d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Liam McGregor |

Liam puts the stock of his rifle against his shoulder, aims for the head of the closest German and call's out.
"Ihre Mutter riecht nach Sauerkraut"
He then fires a round at the kraut.
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
No point in wasting action points on THAT roll.
After the shot, Liam holds his rifle across his chest, ready for a possible melee.

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

The German attacked by Gregori is badly wounded, but tries to retaliate with the butt of his rifle.
Landser attacking Gregori1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Damage1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
And while their comrade in the west enters the temple, the other two fire their Mausers at Ivan and Liam, respectively.
Landser attacking Ivan1d20 ⇒ 4
Damage2d10 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7
Landser attacking Liam1d20 ⇒ 18
Damage2d10 ⇒ (7, 4) = 11
While the shot at Ivan goes wide, Liam's cursing has agitated his enemy enough to let him take a well aimed shot.
RD2
Gregori (resolved)
Liam (resolved)
Germans (resolved)
Philip
Ivan
Cornelius
Oskar

Oskar Hietamäki |

Somewhat shocked by the force of the explosion he had caused Oskar takes a few moments to spring into action but spring he does, jogging at a crouch through the undergrowth (to X27 if possible) and then taking a shot at the first Nazi he spots.
RD1
Attack on U23 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 242d10 ⇒ (3, 10) = 13
Whether the first Nazi goes down or not Oskar continues his advance, moving fully out onto the path and up to the smoking wreckage of the truck.(X24) He lines up on the closest available target and takes another shot.
RD2
Attack on either U23 or R25 depending on result of first shot
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 92d10 ⇒ (3, 5) = 8

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

Phillip's bullet vanishes in the dark of the jungle, while Ivan kicks the German's knee. Hoiwever, he just grunts and reloads his rifle. Oskar's first shot was well aimed and nearly kills his enemy.
Von Gilding runs meanwhile past you, following the one who entered the temple.
RD3
Gregori
Liam
Germans
Philip
Ivan
Cornelius
Oskar

Liam McGregor |

Liam grunts and fires another round at the kraut, hoping to finish him of and follow the major.
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22
Damage: 2d10 ⇒ (8, 4) = 12
Assuming the man falls, Liam will move on after the Major.
"Hauwl on Major, some o' us cannae move so fast!"

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

RD3
Gregori (resolved)
Liam (resolved)
Germans (resolved)
Philip
Ivan
Cornelius
Oskar
The only surviving German, the one facing the strange Asian, drops his weapon and surrenders with pleading hands. The Major has meanwhile stopped and tries to spot any more attackers but the smoke is so breathtaking that he just shouts
Regroup at the entrance, HOP HOP HOP!

Ivan Li |

Ivan hogties the german, using his spool of piano wire.
I want to use my profession, which sure includes tying people up
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5Profession interrogator
How many more of you are there?Ivan asks in German
1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29 Intimidate

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

@ Ivan: You notice that you were too agitated to bind him properly, you think it might be better to redo it.
The German fearfully looks up to you and stammers
Six more, please don't kill me!
Meanwhile the others have reached the entrance. Von Gilding stands next to it in a blind angle.
They are trapped, but we should still be cautious.

Ivan Li |

Ivan will tie the guy up VERY carefully taking a ten so 13
He unloads the rifle and throws it into the bushes. He then says
Good, keep quiet and you might see your mother again
He hurries over to the Major and says
He talked...says there are 6 more. Seems honest. I could ask him a few more questions...nicely but do we need more time?

Gregori Mikonavich |

zzzzzzz *snort* is fascist killing time?
Gregori marches in after the fascist as if the idea of a live Nazi offends him on a religious level. That being said he finds reason to gripe. "Send peasant in first. Perhaps make shoot at him if he decide come back. *grumble grumble grumble*"

Major Cornelius von Gilding |

You enter the temple through a narrow corridor that opens into a small chamber to your left afer some metres. A table and two barrels fill the room and one Mauser rifle lies on the floor. From the far end of the corridor, somewhere in the dark, you can hear boots clacking, seems like someone is running away.
Von Gilding arches an eyebrow and shouts to Gregori
Your reputation precedes you, Gregori. Has anyone brought a lamp?

Phillip Hargreaves |

Phil half opens his mouth as if to speak before reconsidering. Nah, a thermite grenade wouldn't make that good a torch...
He then steps out of ranks and ushers the Oirish with a bloody huge knife to a place of advanced prominence in the column.