Surrounded by Idiots: A Silent Storm AAR

[Hottentot]

There is still one Brit left, and he has managed to sneak on Klaus' blind side. But he himself is again so focused it makes him just as blind. I just need to get closer...





Just...a little...closer...man, this portable shadow is fantastic!





Take that!





Once the last defender is dead, I gather my brave forces and we form a giant black hole in the middle of the road. It's time to decide how we approach the headquarter building, which surely must be heavily defended with all sorts of traps and crack troops.





Pälli figures the best way is to go to the front door and knock.





Since he asked if anyone is home and someone from the inside answered "no", he decides it's safe to go inside. You do the math...





Fortunately the Brit's hands are shaking due to uncontrollable laughter and he can't aim properly. Mölli, being too dumb to understand what's so fun, is immune to the perils of hilarity.





Since the Brit left a big gun vacant, Pälli calls dips on it and mans it for no apparent reason aside from looking badass.





To make him even remotely useful, I order Ahmad to go there and cover him. And open the curtained window, while he is at it.





Yes, there is a reason for why I told Ahmad to do it instead of doing it myself.

[Hottentot]

Meanwhile me and Dani are approaching a conviniently opened window. I remind her that once this war is over, we are not going to buy curtains like that in our house.





While I'm a little preoccupied with being overwhelmed by the horror the Brits call house decoration, one of them manages to jump me.





But fortunately my masterplan involved Dani covering the other window, so the Brit's joy is short lived.





Someone starts moving on the second floor. Could it be the commander we are looking for?





Ahmad doesn't know either, but he can say for sure that this one was also too loud.





Since the noise won't go away, Ahmad screams and charges to the second floor before I can stop him.





The source of the noise gets eliminated in Ahmad's traditional way. For such a peace loving man he sure likes to solve many problems with a gun.





While looking for further perpetrators, Ahmad spots another soldier, who for some reason thinks we are going to tunnel in through the floor instead of using stairs.





I decide to try Ahmad's tactics just for giggles and hear loud screams. Not really sure if it's the Brit or Ahmad. Either way, really.





It appears I managed to hit the Briton, as Ahmad has already continued his search and found the British commander we were looking for, bravely hiding behind the backs of his troops.





After hearing a loud burst upstairs, it occurs to me that I never briefed my troops about our goal to capture the target alive.





Ahmad takes the carcass and starts hauling it away. I suppose it might still have something useful on it.