Simone Baptiste - French
Rolf - German - Simone’s Dog
Chuck Naldrett - Canadian - DaveG
Sampson Strong - English - PJ
Leonid Rokossovsky - Russian - Sukh
Rosalyn De Steel - English - Dabe
Richard Bering - English - NPC
Pitik Loshang - Islander - NPC Bar owner
Beach Party Preparations
Chuck, Leonid, Samson and I decided to investigate the communication equipment to see if we could glean any more information about the military forces landing at the beach. After to be honest not much success we went back down to the sitting room to meet the others. There we met Rosalyn who was by herself and seemed to be a bit agitated. She explained that the others had left to ‘apprehend’ the Philippino and had taken the prisoner with them. Wishing us the best of luck in defending the beach she said she also had to go help in the pursuit and leaping into a car outside, sped off in the direction of Mweki leaving a cloud of dust behind her.
The four of us left in the house then had much discussion on what to do with the landings by the Military. I argued that we should show at least some resistance to the invasion; after all we were heroes, while the others thought that it would be a pointless exercise in the face of the incoming firepower. In the end we decided to defend one end of the beach but to position the truck that we had taken from the big house in a position to allow us to make a rapid escape. Leonid and Samson went off to get the truck and place it in position while Chuck and I stayed at the Beach on watch.
I was feeling a bit overconfident about my powers at this point so I thought that I could maybe take on the powers of a dolphin and swim out to sea and observe the ship (or ships) off shore. So stripping off to my underwear, I handed my sarong and backpack to Chuck to take care of. 
Thinking back to this he was a bit slack jawed at this point but I guess he has never been to the beaches of southern France or Spain. So telling Rolf to take care of Chuck I dived into the water and swam out to sea. After 15 minutes of swimming and getting out 2-3 km from shore I had still seen no sight of any ships. It started to dawn on me that this was not a particularly bright idea so I started to make my way back to shore. One thing I did learn was that when I took on the aquatic adaptation of a dolphin, is that I picked up its smoothness through the water with its lessoned drag. So the next time I would not need to leave my bag behind. So a useful lesson learnt there, other than lets not swim miles out to sea. When I arrived at the beach Leonid and Samson were just parking up so I quickly recovered my sarong from Chuck and slipped it on before the others arrived on the beach.
After a bit more discussion we did come up with a sort of plan for the fight. Chuck would use his machine control powers to mess with the boats while they approached the beach. Leonid and Sampson would engage small groups of marines amongst the houses. I was to place myself in the water so I could engage targets of opportunity from hopefully an unexpected direction. I told Rolf to stay close to Chuck unless the others were hurt. We then just sat around to wait for the arrival of the invasion with Chuck manning the transmitter in the house.
Beach Party Kicks off
After a while we picked up the sound of multiple boats incoming into the beach. I slipped into the water and some swam some small distance from the shore. The others then deployed themselves in their chosen locations, Rolf with Chuck and Leonid and Sampson together. When the boats got closer I dived and allowed them to pass overhead. I then popped up to see what was happening whereupon I observed five inflatable’s inbound to the beach.
They looking similar to what I had seen the coastguard use down on the Med. Each seemed to have a handful of Marines aboard plus a pilot. The two boats at the far end of the beach were heading into the harbour while the three remaining boats were spread out evenly along the length of the beach between us and the harbour entrance. The third boat seemed to lose power and then started to drift. Some sort of engine problem I guess but it could have been Chuck. Suddenly the second boat along took a sudden change of direction and speed, started to rip along parallel to the beach. This to me looked very much like something that Chuck would have done. The change of speed and direction had been so violent that one of the soldiers had fallen overboard so I swam over to see if I could reduce the odds against us somewhat. I felt sad when I found out that he was been dragged down by the weight of his own kit. I had to suppress these feeling reminding myself that the military would suppress us without a seconds thought when we had done nothing wrong other than be gifted with these new powers. We were fighting for our freedom and I was afraid that blood would be split even if I wished otherwise.
At this point the first boat hit the shore at our end of the beach and six soldiers deployed onto the beach before starting to move towards the buildings leaving the naval pilot in charge of the boat. I started to move towards this boat while keeping myself hidden in the sea. At this point I saw an act of suicidal bravery with Leonid and Sampson leaping into the middle of the six soldiers. Leonid then did an attack moving almost faster than the eye could follow. This attack unfortunately seemed to prove ineffectual so Leonid then faded into a blur. The soldiers did not seem to be phased by this and unleashed lots of fire into Samson. This did not seem to do Sampson any good at all. Next round Leonid and Samson disappeared off to the buildings again, with the soldiers resuming their advance on the buildings.
While the soldiers were busy I decided this was my moment to strike, so pulling my shotgun out of my backpack I rose out of the sea like an avenging angel behind the pilot. Over the next minute a series of shotgun blasts drove the pilot backwards, with his armour taking the vast majority of the damage. At the same time there was lots of sounds of guns been fired and vehicles crashing up by the buildings. Even though it was taking longer than expected I was confident that the pilot was going down. Then there was a large clap of thunder and I felt a sudden disconnection, ROLF WAS DOWN!
I looked up and saw Rolf and a Soldier was down on the beach with Samson standing over them. Sampson then moved up to the soldier and broke his neck!!! Not surprisingly this disconcerted me and my next shot at the pilot was somewhat off target. Sampson then advanced towards Rolf, he then gripped Rolf by the jaw and put his hand down Rolf’s throat, at this point I was almost going into mental lockdown at the thought of what Sampson was going to do next. Sampson then pulled his hand out of Rolf’s throat and wiped his hand on Rolf’s coat. At that moment my contemplation of “what in hell was Sampson was up to?” was cut short by a strike to my torso knocking me backwards. The pilot had taken advantage of my lapse in concentration and drawn his pistol and shot me. If I hadn’t got increased toughness I would have been in serious trouble. I saw Sampson throw Rolf over his shoulder and sprint down the beach in my direction. Arriving with me he dropped Rolf onto the beach at my feet and gripping the boat he lifted it right over dropping it onto the pilot. While I rushed to stabilise Rolf and bring him round, Chuck made a break from his building teleporting in our direction. The remaining soldiers then appeared from behind the buildings and unleashed a fusillade of fire in our direction. From sounds of a car been driven at speed I guessed that Leonid had found a getaway vehicle. To protect us on the exposed beach I dug a hole but was not quick enough to save myself from damage as I got hit, collapsing into the hole. Samson was using the boat for protection, holding it in front of him like a big shield.
Time to Leave.
So there we were, Chuck, Rolf and I lying in our hole with Rolf licking my wounds, while bullets impacted all round us and against the hull of the boat as Samson made his way up the beach. Surprisingly it did not take long for us to conclude that we had outstayed our welcome. I was the first to get out in the face of that firepower, shooting off at high speed. Little did I know that only a few of the soldiers were doing suppressing fire, the rest of them holding their fire for targets of opportunity and I was that target! I had not done more than a few paces before the bullets were winging in my direction, shooting all around me. Got clipped by one which I shrugged off, before been hit by a full bust which hammered me to the ground. I was still conscious but I was feeling very exposed lying on that beach a good 50 meters from cover. The only positive I saw was that Rolf had made it to the cover of the houses, as apparently I had drawn all the fire onto myself by been the first person out of the hole, lucky me. I just felt like merde.
Suddenly with a splash of sand I was back in the hole. Chuck explained he could teleport us all the way to the cover of the houses in one jump. Since I was not feeling too well I hung onto Chuck while he did this. When we arrived in the cover of the houses I observed that Sampson was climbing into the new car that Leonid had arrived in. I started to wonder what had happened to our nice 4*4 that we had, before the sound of more shooting broke up my concentration. Leonid drove off at high speed, in reverse!!! while I held onto Chuck as we teleported in pursuit.
I called on Rolf who then bounded off after us, easily keeping up. When we had put some considerable distance between us and the soldiers we stopped to treat our wounds. Even though we had caused some casualties to the military none of us particularly wanted to re-engage so we decided to drive back to Mweki to see if we could find the rest of the party and to tell Richard what had happened. On arrival in Mweki all travel and combat stained, it was very quiet which I suppose should be expected since it was very early in the morning. We drove to Pitik’s bar to see who we can find, and ideally to get some rest, oh I could do with a long soak in a hot bath to ease some of my aches.
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