Let's Play Jagged Alliance 2! (Redux):
edited 30th Nov '10 8:15:41 AM by Deltasquid
Ira: This guy seems pretty slimy to me. Cia: Yeh, I don't feel comfortable letting this tosser check our shipments. C: Don't worry. We'll keep a close eye on him.
Couldn't agree more. A little later, Jane finds a mechanic by the name of Waldo Zimmer. He informs us that the helicopter had a pilot, but the team killed him when they were taking over the airport. Shit. Luckily, Waldo tells us that he knows of another pilot in the country. He claims that this other pilot is on the run from the queen's forces. Perfect. We need to find this guy ASAP, after taking all of Drassen.
Bunny: Holy shit, guys! Ellie: What? Bunny: DUCT TAPE! Ellie: ...Yes. And? Bunny: And? Dude, you have no idea how useful this is! Now, all I need is a rock. Ben: Er, what? Ellie: I can understand taping something to your gun like a flashlight, but...why a rock? Bunny: Ahh...when I find one, you'll see. *walks off* Cia: ...The hell was that all about? Ben: Don't know, don't care. As long as it doesn't affect his performance, it shouldn't matter.
The next day... Alright, I've received two new e-mails. One is from Bobby Ray's. They've sent our stuff, it seems. Nice. The second one is...More Economic Recruiting Center. What a crappy acronym, they just needed an excuse to use the word merc. I'm getting a bad vibe already...ah well, let's see what they have to offer. Oh boy. Annoying yellow background composed of poorly made image tiles? I feel better already. Who's this joker? First customer. *sigh* Great. So this Speck T. Kline fellow tells me he used to be with A.I.M. Looking at their alumni list, I see that this is actually true. He left the organization to form his own PMC, it seems. Guess this is it. Well, might as well make an account, see if his guys are any good... Hmph, figures. None of these guys are very good soldiers, and most of them are psychos. They do come cheap, but that's not enough to convince me to hire one of them. Sorry, Mr. Kline, but I refuse to stoop to such low standards. Moving on; we've taken the airport, sure, but it won't mean anything if we can't defend it. I am certain there will be a counterattack, so I'm having Carlos and Jane train militia to defend the airfield. Once we take the whole town, we'll train even more militia, enough to properly defend the whole place without the our help. This is crucial; we cannot hope to defeat Deidranna alone, and even if we did, Arulco would have no standing army. The country would either fall into chaos or be annexed by a neighboring country, and I don't think Mr. Chivaldori would appreciate that very much.
Cia: Okay, let's see what we've got...ooh, neat. Looks like everything's in order...wait a minute. What the feck? Guys, get your arses over here! C: What is it? Cia: See for yourself. Check the manifest. C: Okay...oh, you're shitting me. Ellie: What is it? C: Looks like somebody swiped some of our shit. Bunny: Oh, what?! Ben: Fantastic. Generica: Do you know who did it? C: Maybe. Hey Pablo! What the fuck, man, what'd you do with our stuff? Pablo: It wasn't me, man, I swear! C: Don't start with me! *walks up, grabs by collar* I'm already running out of patience. You know how many men we've killed already? What makes you think we won't just dispose of you right now? Spill! Pablo: *Talks tough* C: I don't, eh? Well... *pulls out sidearm* let's see if you can back up that claim. *shoots Pablo in the leg* Pablo: *concedes* C: That's better. Tomorrow, then. You'd better have it, or you're done. *walks back to group* Ellie: Was that really necessary? C: Yes. Look, I know his kind. They can't be won over with words alone easily. Sometimes, you need to get a little rough with 'em. Cia: Now that's a philosophy I can get behind. Ben: And by getting a little rough, you mean shooting them in the leg. C: I grazed him, Ben. He'll be fine. Ben: If you say so, but what if he doesn't learn? C: I repeat. Generica: And if you don't graze him? C: Well- Generica: C, let me just stop you right there, and say my piece. If you think we'll be able to persuade everyone with threats or torture, you're dead wrong. C: 'Rica, that's not what I believe. Generica: Then why is Pablo an exception? Sure, he's an asshole, but he's practically a saint compared to a few other people on this island. Also, remember, he's in charge of shipping and handling here. What do you think will happen if we kill him? C: Okay, point, but how else am I supposed to get him to talk? Generica: I also know people like him, C. They're very materialistic. C: Dinero, then? Generica: You got it. C: Feels like I'd be rewarding him for taking our shit. Generica: It's not like you'd have to give him a lot. Maybe ten bucks? And you don't have to give him money from your own pockets. Our employer has plenty of cash. I don't think he'd mind letting us spend a fraction of it. C: Alright, you've made your point. I won't hurt him next time. Generica: Good. C: You know, we're still on the same side. Generica: Yes, but this is war. It does funny things to our minds sometimes. That's why we need other people to keep us in check. C: True...
Hope you guys don't mind the absence of combat in this log. I've got the screenshots for the next one, and it'll make up for it. :)
edited 3rd Dec '10 9:18:43 PM by Nimitz
edited 3rd Dec '10 7:56:57 PM by Deathonabun
edited 3rd Dec '10 9:14:59 PM by DrRockopolis
edited 4th Dec '10 10:52:49 AM by Deltasquid
Log 5: Nothing's Ever Simple C: *yawns* Fuck, I'm exhausted. Bunny: You stayed up all night, right? C: Yeah, 'Rica did, too, to train these assholes. Ben: Yeah, that ain't fun, but hey, they're learning, right? C: Yes, but they barely qualify as soldiers. We need more ti- Militia: *fzzht* One-One! C: *sigh* What now...One-One here. Go ahead, Private. Militia: I think I see movement, over by the trees! C: What? Confirm your sighting. Militia: I think I see...oh my God. Contact! There's a doz- *distant gunshot* A-aagh...! C: Private? Private, respond! Ellie: That shot came from the east, C. We've got trouble. C: Shit. Alert! All units, converge at the entrance. We are under attack. This is not, I repeat, ''not'' a drill. Engage at will! Militia: I see nothing to the south! Militia: Oh God! Soldier: *shoots* Militia: Ohhh... Militia: He's hit! Shit, man down! Soldier: *shoots* Militia: Aaagh, medic! Generica: We're splitting up. Cia, Ellie, on me. C: I'm hangin' back for now. Can't risk it with these wounds. Plus, I've got the radio. Cia: I see him! That wanker's mine. *shoots a burst when she was supposed to shoot once* MINE! Ellie: Um, are you okay? Cia: Oh, just peachy. *shoots another unwanted burst* Ha ha. Generica: Cia, cool it! Conserve your ammo, 10mm isn't very common around these parts. Ben: Bunny, come with me. Stick around the toll booth. Bunny: Got it. Ben: You still got some grenades. Bunny: Hell yeah, I do! Ben: Keep 'em on hand. We may need them. Soldier: *finishes downed militia, then gets shot himself* Ugh! Militia: Aiiee! Ellie: There's a ton of them out there. We can take them! *shoots* Tango is down. Cia: I got him! *teamkills by accident* Militia: *gurgles* Cia: ...Oops. Bunny: What the FUCK?! Generica: CHECK YOUR FIRE! Cia, what is wrong with you?! Cia: He was in my line of fire! I was aiming at- C: Enough! We don't have time for this! Cia: There, happy? Generica: Well, maybe next time you can do it without killing one of our ohhhhh shit. Ellie: Oh shit nothing! We will hold the line! Ben: They're coming from everywhere! Militia: Not one step back! Militia: I got one! Ben: Hey, a grenade would be pretty handy right now, Bunny. Bunny: I hear ya Eat shrapnel, ya sons of bitches! *BOOM* YEAH! That's the shit right there! Ben: Tango hit! Ellie: Got another! I will end all of you! Cia: Fucking DIE! Generica: Conserve, Cia! Conserve! Ellie: We're taking fire. Bring it on, I say! Soldier: *shoots* Ellie: Nngh, you think that'll stop me?! COME ON! Militia: Got him! He's down! C: [[http://www.box.net/shared/pcv5x87ppb You can win this, people! Keep firing! Bunny: You ain't got jack shit on us! Ellie: Another one down! Cia: Is that it?! Really?! C: I'm grabbin' some cover by you! Keep it coming! Ellie: AH! Figlio di una cagna...! C: Ellie's hit! Ellie: Aaaagh! C: Get out of- fffffuck! Generica: C, get back! C: I am staying back! He just got lucky! Militia: You should've left us alone! Bunny: Grenade out! *BOOM* Holy shit, he burned to a crisp! Ben: Idiots. Don't they know that bunching up is a bad idea? Cia: He's not getting up! Neither are you! *shoots* Dammit. Getting there! C: Go, I've got you! *shoots* Ellie: ARGH! Go away! Why do you hate me?! C: Ira, get up here! Ellie needs you! *click* What the?! God dammit, jammed! Gimme a sec! Ira: Roger! Generica: I've got your back! *shoots* Cia: HA HA HA! Generica: Cia! Cia: You're going to die! *click* Oh, dammit. Not now! Generica: That's why you need to fucking conserve! Militia: He's dead! We're gonna win this one! Militia: One-One, this is Two-One. We've got them on the run! C: I can see that. Don't let it go to your head. Just finish them off, then we can celebrate. Cia: I'm not done yet! Generica: God dammit, Cia, kill shots only! Cia: But that's no fun. Ira: Hold still, now. This is gonna hurt a bit. Ellie: Don't worry about that. Just patch me up. Militia: He's finished! Ben: He's in my sights. *shoots* That's it. Cia: There's only one left! Kill that bastard! Generica: Tango is retreating. Should we let him go, C? C: Negative. Bunny, Ben, finish him off. Bunny: Gladly. C'mon, let's go! Ben: Right behind you. Bunny: Oh, no you don't! Ben: Don't kill him. Cover my advance. Bunny: Wanna get all close and personal, eh? Alright, I gotcha. Ben: Hold still, bitch. *shank* Soldier: *gurgles* Ben: He's down. C: That was pretty cold of you. Ben: Hey, I needed an excuse to use this thing. 'Sides, he deserved it. Anyway, I think we're done here.
It was a tough fight, but the mercs and militia wiped out the attacking force completely. I don't think they were expecting backup. C felt that two members of the militia performed admirably on the field, so he promoted them. He also gave them extra training and equipment. I'm also buying a few more items from the store. I'm running low on funds now. Enrico's files indicate that Drassen contains a fully functional mine. If we can take it, we can use it to generate some revenue. We can't continue this operation if we run out of money, after all. Until next time. Nimitz out.
edited 4th Dec '10 8:01:49 PM by Nimitz