Operation Werewolf

Another year and another Muskoka game for the history books.  Colin, Eddy, and myself departed Toronto at 11:30am on Friday and arrived at 3:00pm.  We immediately unloaded all our equipment and quickly geared up.  We were in-game by 5:00pm and my section, Bravo 1 was tasked to secure the area that was to be our Forward Observation Base for the JOTF (Joint Operations Task Force).  Bravo 2 and 3 followed a short time later and our FOB was set up and running in no time.

JOTF was tasked with the rescue of three prisoners and the elimination of the command structure of an armed group called The Sword of Jihad in a fictional country of Arcadia.  I was given command of Bravo 1 and our task at the base was to man the northern perimeter until we have enough intel for the rescue operation.  Foxholes were dug and my section manned them for 17 hours for an attack that never came.  We guarded, ate, and slept in our holes, all the while being eaten alive by black flies and mosquitos.

What came in the morning was the seven months of planning and training that resulted in just a few minutes of firefight.  This is the stuff that military simulation is all about.  The whole of JOTF, some fifty something strong, all lined up just inside the tree line behind the enemy camp early morning ready to assault.  Bravo 1 was given the honor of initiating the attack and that we did.  What came next was chaos, confusion, and death within the enemy ranks.  The scene of enemy soldiers scrambling in their camps, some even without weapons was like something out of a movie.  There were smoke, gun fire, and screams as the prisoners were rescued and extracted to the safety of our base.  The enemy forces did not know what hit them and they never fully recovered to properly mount an offensive to reclaim their prisoners and avenge their fallen leaders.