Five Parsecs from Home: Mission 5 - The Monorail Ambush

    Capt. Alistair, Zorina, and Doc maneuver through the wintry woods to spot their ambushers

As the crew of the Inconceivable rode back from Dichelles' capital to the spaceport on the warm, comfortable monorail, they teased new member Seon Vogalia about his celebrity status. Many news services on the planet had picked up the story about the "Man Rescued from his 20-Year Sleep" in his escape pod. He had even been interviewed by one of the stations, reflecting back on what he remembered of the icy planet before departing on his fateful mission two decades ago. All this new-found publicity for his rescuers, the Inconceivable crew, made Gunny a little nervous, though.

"Relax, Gunny," Capt. Alistair said. "It will make scaring up clues about the lost treasure easier with Seon being famous. Now everyone who remembers anything will be talking about how that ship, too, departed Dichelles 20 years ago before disappearing. The captain seemed animated, now that the quest for the treasure was officially underway. 

    The surface of the icy planet of Dichelles -- where the Inconceivable crew's quest has taken them

"What if some people made those ships disappear?" Gunny asked. "And what if those same people are still around? And let's say they're still here on this iceball and don't want us searching for it." Gunny folded his arms. "All I am saying is it puts a big target on our backs, captain." The rest of the crew grew quiet, looking from one of the old friends to another. Finally, Alistair chuckled.

"You know, if B61 were here, he would say that the trail we are following has...ahem, grown cold here on Dichelles." Several of the other crewmen laughed, knowing the Security Bot's fervent efforts to understand and utilize human humor. They'd left SAS B61 back at the ship to watch over things while the rest of the crew explored the capital city of icy Dichelles. Gunny finally sighed and shook his head.

"Well, I understand a cold trail, but B61 also wouldn't want things to get too...hot, right?" He paused, letting his friends have a laugh. "That's why we brought along these duffel bags, isn't it?" Gunny patted his duffel that contained his rifle. Similar bags were carried by most of the other crew members, containing their weapons and ammunition. If the authorities questioned them, they figured they could always produce the official letter from the Varxian Foreign Service warning them that a terror group from their planet was tracking them and planning an attack. "Speaking of which, I am a tad worried we are the only passengers on this monorail. Shouldn't there be more people headed to the spaceport? People looking to get off this icy rock? Or workers headed to their jobs?"

All the crew fell silent at that, glancing around the interior of the monorail, then outside at the snow-covered trees and rocks rushing by. The dim orange sun was setting, and it would be dark in about an hour or so. The crew had taken this departure because they wanted to get back to their ship before nightfall. Riding a shuttle around the sprawling spaceport to the Inconceivable in the dark seemed like a bad idea after what had happened in their last mission. 

    The battlefield for the monorail ambush -- the smoke and flames marking the wreckage of the vehicle

"What the...?" Gunny barked, pointing at a trail of sparks arcing towards the monorail from a patch of woods. "Everybody down! Brace yourselves!" A muffled explosion sounded ahead, then the piercing screech of metal on metal. The monorail tilted to the left, paused, and then rolled over on its side with a loud bang that seemed to go on and on. The left side of the monorail was now the floor, and its thick plexiglass windows shattered. Intense cold, snow, and debris rushed into the compartment. The lights flickered and went out. The passengers were tossed around despite their best efforts to brace themselves or hold onto something. The slide seemed to go on for minutes, but eventually the monorail car ground to a halt.

Blue light filtered into the car from the right-hand windows, above. Snow and debris covered the inside as the passengers began to check themselves for injuries. And then another noise began. Metallic pinging along the monorail's undercarriage began slowly, then picked up in intensity. The pings coincided with loud popping noises from outside. "That's gunfire" Gunny shouted. "Everybody up and out! Grab your bags, we're under attack!"

    Cephvarx Hul and Seon Vogalia were trapped in the monorail wreckage for the first 2 turns

Four of the six staggered out onto the snow and ice, emerging from the wreck of the monorail. The saw a snow-covered area of forest and rocky outcrops. Bright sparks of automatic weapon fire flashed in the distance like sparks before their dazed vision. Alistair looked around and saw Doc and Zorina nearby and yelled to them. "Into the woods - take cover!" Further down, obscured in the smoke, Gunny waited for a gust to temporarily clear his view. He saw the captain and two other crew running for the woods on his right. Good, he thought. To his left, he saw a small, rocky outcrop. When the smoke began to obscure his view of the distant woods, he marked the spot in his memory.  "Now!" he thought to himself, and sprinted for the rocks. He emerged from the smoke and behind the outcrop too quickly for the distant attackers to get off a shot. 

    Alistair leads Zorina and Doc into the closest woods, and then begin to fan out towards the far edges

Gunny crouched behind the rocks and shouted back towards the monorail. "Cephvarx! Seon! You need help?" He heard both call back, saying they were okay. It was just taking them longer to clear the debris off of them and get out of the monorail's wreckage. Gunny nodded, and squatted down to remove his rifle and ammo from his bag. He inspected it to make sure it was undamaged, loaded, and good to go. Crawling up on the rocks, he sighted through his scope at the largest patch of distant woods. Three muzzle flashes, and the sound of more shooting blocked by a nearer woods to his left. Sounded like one more rifle. A whistle and trail of sparks arced from behind the woods and then slammed into the woods the captain and other crew had disappeared into. Five attackers total, it seemed. "Well," he whispered, "now, time for a little payback..."

   Former Galactic marine Gunny directs his crewmates to fight back against the surprise attack

He sighted through the scope, making out the glint of bronze-colored armor coming from where the muzzle flashes were originating. Breathing slowly in and out, he made out the shadowy form of one of the ambushers. Deep breath, exhale half of it, s-q-u-e-e-z-e the trigger. BANG! One attacker fell to the forest floor, unmoving. "One down," Gunny called out over the communicator to Alistair. He sighted again and fired a second time. He saw another attacker flinch and hit the dirt. "Damn! Close..." Meanwhile, he could hear from Alistair's communicator the sound of the captain dashing through the woods, snapping twigs. The captain informed him the group was fanning out through the woods to get to the edge, Alistair would be closest on the left, Zorina in center and point, and Doc on the right. "Good," Gunny called. "If you're in range, just hunker down and fire. We can outshoot these guys. If Zorina is out of range, there is cover just outside the woods she can make it to and be able to fire her beam pistol."

    Ambushers in two groups - 3 riflemen in the trees to the left and a rifleman & grenadier in the rocks

Gunny continued to curse as he aimed and missed again. Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the attacker with the grenade launcher realized his predicament. "Blast," he called to his companion, "they have a sniper!" What's more, the three who had hightailed it to the woods were out of their sight, now. He and his companion had no targets from their position in the rocky outcrop. "Let's go -- to the trees straight ahead! Stay out of sight until we have an angle on the woods those guys are hiding in. Don't get in view of the sniper, yet -- we'll save him for last!" The two, wearing the bronze-colored armor of the Dichelles Colonial Defense forces, broke cover and darted for the trees. Snow flew as they crouched and ran forward, then angling to their left, once under the branches. Gunfire continued to echo. "Hurry," he shouted to his companion. "At least one of our guys is down!"

    Gunny's first shot takes down an attacker, who appear to be part of Dichelles colonial defense forces

Meanwhile, both Alistair and Doc had entered the gun battle with the two remaining attackers in the woods. Since Gunny's first kill, no one had scored a hit as everyone hugged the cover of the ground and sheltered behind tree trunks. Zorina's voice broke in on the communicator. "I'm at the edge and still out of range. I'm going to dash for the rocks to the front of me -- I will be in range, then. Cover me, please..." 

    The grenadier and rifleman in the rocks realize they have no shots and begin to move up

Gunny called out, "You got this, girl -- this is what you've been training for. Close down the range and show them what you got!" The Valkeeri darted forward, difficult to pinpoint with her shimmer cloak mimicking the snow and trees to observers. She heard her companions firing to keep the enemy's heads down and sprinted toward the rocks. She heard the snap of rounds missing her, then ducked down as she reached the rocks. She took a few quick breaths, hefted her beam pistol to her eyes and slowly raised up along the rocks. The first muzzle flash drew her attention. She could see the glint of bronze against the dark green of forest. She aimed, breathed as Gunny had taught her, and pressed the trigger. A brilliant red bolt leapt from the barrel of her gun, clearly illuminating the shocked attacker as it took him in the chest. He screamed in pain and pitched backward, unmoving. "YES!" Zorina crouched back down and pumped her fist as retaliatory shots ricocheted off the rocks all around her.

    'Shimmer suit' reflecting the terrain around her, Zorina prepares to dash to engage the enemy

"Good shot, girl!" Gunny called. The loud report of the former Galactic marine's rifle echoed through the trees. "Three down," he called. "All that's left is the two, I think, who were out of my sight. I haven't heard any firing from them, so they're probably moving to get a shot."

    Unaware they would soon be all that's left of their squad, the grenadier & riflemen move to get a shot

"Seon and I are here, now -- sorry it took us so long!" Cephvarx called over the intercom in his heavily accented voice. "We see you, Gunny. Where do you need us?" Gunny told them to double time to the large woods to his left and directly towards their front. There were probably two of their attackers making their way through those woods, now. He admonished them to be ready for close range fighting. "My pleasure," Cephvarx called. Gunny smiled. It was the right move to switch positions with the Varx warrior and make him the close-in assault element. He knew he wouldn't want to face an angry Varx in hand to hand!

    Finally free of the wreckage, Seon and Cephvarx Hul race to join the fight

Alistair's colony rifle rang out. "Make that just one left, Gunny." The captain watched the man rolling in the snow, clutching his side, then slowing and becoming still. The pilot shook his head. Had Gunny been right back in the monorail? Were these Dichelles soldiers attacking them to shut them up? Stop their questioning about events from 20 years ago? His musing was interrupted by a pop. He looked up and saw a trail of sparks headed his way. He threw himself flat just as the forest exploded around him. His ears rang and then went silent - he couldn't hear anything! All of his exposed flesh felt afire, like he'd been riddled with splinters from the wood...or worse? Shrapnel from the grenade? He lay in the snow, waiting for his hearing to return and the shock of the explosion to wear off. 

    The two ambushers open up on the crew of the Inconceivable from their new vantage point

"Alistair! That looked on target - you okay?" Gunny called. The captain heard nothing, though. Meanwhile, Cephvarx put on a burst of speed, ducking beneath larger branches and smashing through thinner ones. When the captain didn't reply to Gunny, the Varx pumped his legs even faster. Alistair also didn't hear the shout from Zorina as she broke from cover and dashed toward the grenadier. A red beam lashed out, bringing flames to woods, but missing the attacker. The grenadier reloaded and fired towards the Valkeeri woman, but fooled by the shimmer cloak, fired long, missing her. He reloaded and then looked up as he heard the crashing through the woods drawing nearer. Too late, he saw the Varx warrior barreling down on him.

    The grenadier's first shot fells Capt. Alistair, who falls to the ground stunned and deafened

Cephvarx bounded through the trees, boarding saber in hand. He swung. The grenadier blocked the first blow with his weapon, but the Varx was too quick for him. The second backhand slash caught him across the waist. He cried out and fell. Cephvarx stepped forward, placing a foot on the soldier's shoulder, pinning him to the forest floor. The boarding saber's point hovered inches from the man's nose. "You are now my prisoner, though honor suggests I should kill you for what you did to my comrade." The grenadier gasped in pain, eyes alternating between closing against the tears and staring cross-eyed at the sharpened point. He nodded. "Good. My friends are going to ask you some questions after we stop your bleeding. If you don't answer, we will rip off the bandages and watch you bleed to death. Understand?" The man nodded again, and sagged back against the ground, gasping at the pain. "Seon? Come here. I need you to bandage my prisoner."

    The fearsome Cephvarx Hul charging through the woods to engage the grenadier in melee

"Yeah -- just a second. I found something really interesting...be right there!" As the Varx warrior waited for their new crew member to jog up, he heard Gunny call out on the communicator that Alistair was alive -- just stunned and temporarily deafened by the close range blast. Varx smiled -- a horrific sight to the man beneath him. The alien decided to keep that information from the prisoner. Let him think he'd killed one of them...

    Even Galactic marine Gunny would think twice about fighting Cephvarx in hand to hand combat!

As I was starting to roll up this encounter, I was worried it would be another walk over. Then I got to the enemy's weapons. With their military rifles and "shell gun", aka grenade launcher, they would actually outrange us. I set up the terrain first, then rolled to see which side each of us would deploy on. I was trying my best to give the colonial militia the best chance possible. I deployed them in two groups, like it dictated, one group of three with rifles at the edge of the woods where they would be in range of us from the outset. My three characters with Colonial rifles would need to advance to get within range. I was tempted to put the Shell Gun with them, but figured Gunny would target him first. So, I placed him and another rifleman in a rocky outcrop so he would be in range (30"), but Gunny would likely be out (24"). Gunny's rocky outcrop and the grenadier's terrain were j-u-s-t out of line of sight of each other, which I did not notice until the first round of firing. I rationalized the grenadier would redeploy after he saw Gunny snipe the first of the soldiers in the trees. 

    Seon Vogalia finds a peculiar item on the forest floor - "What's this...?"

 

The grenadier KO'd Alistair with his first shot. I misunderstood the rules and thought either Doc or Gunny, who I listed carrying the crew's two stim-packs, would have to run over and administer them. The rules author clarified that the figure must use it on themselves immediately when they "become" a casualty. However, you don't have to guess who might get shot. Five Parsecs lets consumables like stim-packs, which change casualty status to "stunned," are considered in a Stash, accessible to all anytime they're needed. It reminds of a game I played long ago with a rule called, "Who's Got the Grenade?" The rules said you kept track of a squad's grenades rather than individual figures. It rationalized, in somewhat Hollywood tradition, that whoever needed it would just happen to be the one carrying it. So, after thinking Alistair might be dead, he ended up being saved. Good thing! The Inconceivable is his ship and they are his crew, after all!

Post-battle, I rolled that the next encounter is the final one for this quest. So, I'll have to do some quick finagling to explain what happened to the lost gold of Amazonas Galacticus...! Stay tuned to discover the answer to the mystery!

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