Friends and Nemeses

Early the next morning you arrive at the flight-line. A C-47 sits awaiting your arrival along with the other operatives. Numerous bombers lined the runways with flight crews busy loading ordinance and readying the airplanes. As you enter the aircraft one of the crew checks the bundle of your equipment and insures you parachute is attached properly. He points to a seat on the craft and indicates the jump lights and guide line to which you will attach your parachute cord. Over the next few minutes the last of the operatives arrives and the plane takes its position on the flight line. Eventually the plane begins to move positing itself. A sudden boost of acceleration nearly knocks you from your bench along the side of the aircraft. A few seconds later you feel the craft take flight. The noise of the engines screams loudly preventing any but the most basic conversation. Looking through portholes on the side of the plane you see numerous bombers and escort fighters flying in formation, most behind you.

Time passes slowly as you move forward. Eventually the sound of explosions draws your attention back to the windows. A bomber just behind your craft suddenly bursts into flames. Tracer rounds and explosions can be seen everywhere. The fighter escort is seen rising to the sky rushing to meet German fighters diving down towards your aircraft and the bombers. More and more craft burst into flames falling from the sky. As you watch you feel a sudden jolting sensation and hear the sound of rushing air. Looking back within your craft you see several bullet holes have appeared several feet further back on the plane. The explosions last for nearly fifteen minutes before starting to dissipate. The remaining aircraft in your flight bank to the side changing course slightly. The flight continues for a while longer before the light in front of you moves from red to yellow indicating the need to stand and connect your shoot to the guide line and begin making your way to the door.

Several minutes later a crew member makes their way to the rear and opens the side door. He waves the first operative to the door and holds his hand up looking at the light. When the light changes to green he waives the operative onward. They hesitate slightly before jumping out the door. The cord unravels quickly before catching taught opening their parachute. The crew member then waives each operative through reaching you.

Benito's calm and cool demeanor somehow translates into his jump. He glides smoothly to the ground landing on the end of the designated landing field.

Total: 84
Character: Benito
Campaign: Ungentlemanly Warefare
Description: paradrop

Benito quickly finds a suitable location. Some dead branches have piled together forming a natural pile. He quickly burries the unit before taking the time to orient himself towards his next waypoint.

Benito quickly orients himself and hides his shoot he makes his way towards the nearest village. The journey takes him nearly an hour, but eventually he finds himself outside a decent sized town. train tracks indicate the presence of a train station, and various inns and hotels can be seen, though none are open at this early hour (Approximately two hours till sunrise).

Benito moves quietly through the street keeping an eye out to ensure no one is watching his movements. Once shore, he finds an unlocked vehicle and attempts to hot wire it. The cars engine starts up quickly.

Benito successfully navigates away from the sleep town and towards Paris. As the hours pass and the sun rises, traffic on the road begins to increase. The roads closer to Paris become tighter and more difficult to navigate than those in he U.S.

Benito makes his way to Paris without any trouble. He maneuvers around the streets easily until finding a parking space several blocks from where he is to meet his contact.

A woman matching the description of his contact appears in the park and begins feeding the ducks.

Holding his camera up he asks in his broken French (with Italian accent). "Excuse me, can I take your picture with the ducks? I can call it a Swan amongst the Mallards."

The woman recognizes the coffee and respond appropriately. Allowing him to take several photos.