Of Arms and Armour - Action

[Norabder]

Everyone:
You have just moved into your quarters on board the transport vessel Acheron. It's sparse, a single metal bunk with a similarly solid mattress, a shelf upon which rests your non issued possessions, the only reminders you have of home, and a clothes rack containing your dress and combat uniforms, complete with newly sewn on chevrons. Neither of these uniforms are likely to be used much for now, almost all shipboard duties will be undertaken in your barrack dress, which you're currently wearing.

As austere as your quarters are at least you don't have to share them, it seems rank does have its privileges after all.

Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of Sgt Temp's voice blaring over the ships comms: "All corporals assigned to training report to hangar 5 immediately."

[Apothecary Meros]

After a short moment of arranging his trinkets on the shelf, Knispel makes his way out of his room and toward where he thinks hangar 5 is. Should he spot another soul along the way, he'll make sure to ask for directions.

[senera2000]

"Ugh... I try to get some shut-eye in my new room and some guy ruins my damn sleep by calling some Corporals. Annoying bastards, ruining a good sleep for the rest of us. Especially for a poor guy like me who is trying to get a good nap in this damn bed."
Leonardo then proceeds to get comfortable in his new bed for some sleep. Alas, the sweet bliss of sleep only lasts for about 20 seconds as he has a very sudden and violent realization.

"....Oh throne dammit, I'm Corporal now aren't I."
Leonardo lets out a sigh as he slowly drags himself out of bed.
"Well... so much for getting a little shut-eye before training starts.", says as he makes his way to hangar 5.

[Muffin Heretic]

Oktober gets up from his bed, makes sure that his shoes are propperly tied and his tiny mustache sits right before following Knispel on his way out.

[Norabder]

Knispel:
As you step out of your quarters you see another corporal step into the hall from the next door down, halfway through asking for directions you notice a sign on the wall opposite; 'Hangar 5 - training' and an arrow pointing down another corridor.

Oktober:
Upon leaving your quarters you are greated by another corporal who had just left his own room next to yours. Before you can say anything he starts asking for directions before pausing mid sentence.

Leonardo:
Outside your quarters you see an empty corridor with doors running along both sides and a sign marked 'Hangar 5 - training' at one end, pointing down another corridor.

[Apothecary Meros]

Breaking off mid sentence, Knispel chuckles at his own apparent ineptitude. "I do apologise, there's a sign right there." He walks around Oktober, but pauses for a moment. "Would you happen to be here for training with Sergeant Temps aswell?"

[senera2000]

Leonardo observes the exchange between the old man and the other guy.
"Looks like I have the best team," Leonardo mutters to himself in a very sarcastic manner as he heads to hangar 5 as the sign shows.

[Muffin Heretic]

"I indeed am, my boy" Oktober answeres Knispel and follows him with a smile.

[Norabder]

Everyone:
As you enter hangar five you see sergeant Temp stood in front of a group of ten chairs, seven of which are occupied, with a flip chart containing various diagrams to his back. Behind this you see a tank firing range and training ground set up with three battle tanks sat in the middle.

Leonardo:
You enter hangar five first, sergeant Temp turns to you: "You're late, not a good start corporal."
As he finishes you hear the door open behind you and see a flicker of anger cross the sergeants face. (See below)

Knispel and Oktober:
You enter hangar five and see the corporal who passed you in the corridor stood by the door. Sergeant Temp had obviously been talking to him.
"Well this is just great, almost a third of my corporals show up late for the first day." He turns to address the rest of the class; "do you know what happens if you're late in combat? Instead of finding an enemy hiding in their dugouts from the artillery, you find them waiting at their positions. Every second counts in the field, being late can kill you. And not just you but your crew as well.
Take a seat corporals."

[Apothecary Meros]

Knispel nods, unphased. He takes a seat, adjusting his longer than standard hair.

[senera2000]

Leonardo takes a seat and listens to the Sergeant in a sobre mood after being scolded.

[Muffin Heretic]

Oktober takes a Seat, bows slighty at the Corporal and then takes a short moment to look arround trough the gathered men. Giving a short smile to everyone who happens to look at him as well.

[Norabder]

Everyone:
"We are going to start by going over the roles of a battle tanks crew. The most senior crew member other than the commander is the gunner, they will usually be a Lance corporal and your second in command. Their job is simple enough, they point the big gun at whatever you tell them and blow it to bits."

Sergeant Temp heads towards the three battle tanks in the middle of the hangar.
"If you all head this way I'll show you the gunners controls and then we can have a play on the gun range. Does anyone have any questions so far?"

[Apothecary Meros]

"Are the gunner controls of a Leman Russ similar to those of a Chimera, sir?" Knispel asks, having raised his hand.

[senera2000]

Leonardo follows the Sergeant, excited by the prospect of firing tank guns.

[Muffin Heretic]

Oktober doesn't have any questions, so he just follows and listens for now.

[Norabder]

Everyone:
"Most of the controls are the same corporal knispel, the biggest difference is that instead of a conventional trigger you have a foot peddle to fire the gun. On top of that you have two crank handles, one controls gun elevation and the other turns the turret. Now we all know the controls let's go play. Corporals knispel, Leonardo and Oktober are up first, since you clearly know enough to miss the start of my lesson let's see what you can do."
*Sergeant Temp signals to the battle tanks drivers and they maneuvered the tank to the firing line.*
Get in and familiarise yourselves with the controls and then we can start the fun.

[Apothecary Meros]

Knispel easily climbs up the side of the hull, and enters through the top hatch. He greets the driver cheerily, before taking his seat in the turret.

He tries out the two handles, moving the turret around a little bit in order to get a feel of the speed and effort needed to control it. He should know enough from his time as an APC crewman to navigate the rest with a certain degree of confidence.

[Muffin Heretic]

Oktober, less swift than Knispel, still enters the Tank efficiently and without much effort trough the hatch.
"I'll ask your names later, gents." He says quickly, nodding friendly to the crew (that is assuming that there is more than just the driver)
Oktober takes his time locating the target, turns the turret a bit and peeks out the hatch, then resumes the process of pointing the turret, then peeking out of the hatch to see if it aligns well.
After that, he turns arround to wait for a signal to fire - someone else to fire, or, asuming he has communication inside the tank, he waits inside the tank for the okay.

[senera2000]

"Sir, Yes sir", Leonardo says with excitement as he gets in the tank.
Afterwards, he gets to work turning the crank handles and getting a feel for the turrent and familiarising himself with the controls.

[Norabder]

Everyone:
If you look down the scopes just above your controls you should see you have three targets each. One at short range, one at medium range and one at long range. You have five rounds, you may fire when ready.

[Apothecary Meros]

Adjusting his aim to the closest target (and checking that the cannon is actually loaded), Knispel shouts "firing" to his driver, and presses his foot down on the firing pedal without hesitation.

Should the cannon be, for whatever reason, unloaded, he will quickly insert a round before shouting to his crewman.

[senera2000]

Leonardo adjusts the aim of the turrent to the nearest target.
"Sing for me", he says to the tank as he takes the shot.
As the tank fires, Leonardo makes note of bullet drop and other details that are needed to properly aim a shot.

[Muffin Heretic]

Oktober chooses to aim for the middle one first, simply because his turret was already aimed at it.
Having already adjusted it long enough he fires his first shot, then checks to see if he has hit the target.
If not, Oktober re-adjusts his aim acordingly (probably a hight issue, since it was aligned properly)
If he has, Oktober then goes for the Target the furthest away.

[Norabder]

Knispel:
(Roll: 15 (+1 marksmanship)) 16
*Your shell hits the target just left of centre.*
"A good hit corporal well done"
*Your loader quickly slams another shell into the breach.*
"Ready!"

Leonardo:
(Roll: 14 (+8 marksmanship)) 22
*your shot hits the target dead centre blowing it to pieces.*
"An excellent shot corporal Leonardo, we'll make a tanker of you yet"
*almost as soon as the gun fires your loader has it ready again*

Oktober:
(Roll: 14 (-1 range)) 13
(Roll: 20 (-2 range)) 18
*your first shell clips the target top right of centre whilst your second lands a hairs breadth from the centre*
"Well done Corporal Oktober, fine shooting and commendable speed"
*your loader has a third round in the breach before Sergeant Temp has finished his praise*.

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