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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 9, 2016 20:24:42 GMT -5
However, he didn't realize that Gunnarson knew Judo...
*end of crazy scene, back to the serious stuff
Gunnarson looked up at the sky and sighed.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 9, 2016 20:33:50 GMT -5
As he walked back into the farmhouse, he passed by the farmhand that was looking after Ms Gadfrey.
"She's unconscious right now... I just wish there was more I could do" he sighed.
"What about the truck?" Gunnarson asked.
"Once the sun went down there wasn't enough light to work" he explained.
But fortunately for Gunnarson and the group of farmhands still there, down the road, reinforcements had at last arrived.
"Took us long enough" Lieutenant O'Brian said from the lead truck.
"What did you expect? Painting over all the street signs does make navigation confusing even to us!" A farmhand called out.
(A real policy enacted during the war; in the event of invasion, the Germans would have found it difficult to get around)
Gunnarson was laying down on a spare bed when he heard knocking. He went over to the door to see an older man in military uniform.
"Detective Gunnarson?"
"Yes."
"I am Lieutenant O'Brian of the Home Guard; I apologize for coming so late, but there were circumstances. Anyway, reinforcements are here" he said, pointing out the 40 men that came to help. Gunnarson sighed with relief.
"Oh thank goodness! Please tell me one of you is a doctor" Gunnarson said, pointing to Gadfrey on the couch.
"Good Lord! Cravett! Holmes! Get your medic bags out, now!"
Two men with bags that had red crosses on them quickly ran inside and took over Ms. Gadfrey.
"Well, it seems that quite a bit happened today. So what exactly happened?" O'Brian asked.
......
Some miles away, Fowler was just arriving at the meeting point, when he found his two colleagues slumped on the ground.
"Blade? Wilcox?" He said in confusion as he slowly approached them
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 9, 2016 20:57:55 GMT -5
So Gunnarson told him. "Wow..." Meanwhile, Gent was investigating another death, this time also a man who fell off a roof, with a wine bottle next to him. "Hmm... such a coincidence, two deaths within the week that look similar. Inspector Wilbur, make sure you check for fingerprints." "Yes, sir." (Hehe, I make a cameo. )
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 9, 2016 21:01:02 GMT -5
Gent was looking around where the body was something about the place seemed eerily familiar...
"I say, Wilbur... that murder some days ago- what was the address? You know, the Malcolm West case?"
"That? 24 Baker Street" Inspector Wilbur replied.
"And... what is the address of this building?" Gent said... realizing they were, in fact, on Baker Street.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 9, 2016 21:05:40 GMT -5
Wilbur went out to check. "24 Baker Street, sir. GOOD GRAVY!!" "WHERE?!" cried the turkey, who ran away for dear life.
(Sorry, I couldn't resist.)
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Post by Toz76 on May 9, 2016 21:11:03 GMT -5
"Wait, no, it's 26 Baker Street."
"Warn whoever lives at 28 Baker Street not to wander about on their roof while drunk."
Meanwhile, Fowler looked at the bodies of Blade and Wilcox. Suddenly, the trapdoor opened and Blade and Wilcox climbed out.
"Damnit, another body double dead. Someone is definetely out to get us. Get in here and we'll figure it out."
Fowler followed them in, and latched the trapdoor behind them.
Three blocks away, their "murderer" returned home to 28 Baker Street. "Thank god Blade is finally dead... now I don't have to worry about his gang coming after me. Now I can resume my planning..."
(Please don't kill off Blade... at least not yet. It's too early.)
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 9, 2016 21:17:54 GMT -5
Now in their safe house, Fowler, Blade and Wilcox were bringing each other up to date.
Wilcox showed the newspaper, "Dismissed as an accident; there's no way to connect us to Malcolm" Wilcox informed.
"I checked out the Gadfrey place before coming here... the Home Guard is there, at least 40 of them, total" Fowler informed as he was removing his disguise.
"And now the Irish mob's involved; they ambushed the place same time as you. Apparently they want something that is on the property as well" Blade concluded
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Post by Tug on May 9, 2016 22:24:41 GMT -5
"What could the Irish Mob want from an old woman's farmhouse?' asked Wilcox
Meanwhile, Finnegan was talking with his boys on their plan of attack...
"Now boys, in order to help our mates combat those Italiano bastards in New York, we'll need those weapons Mr. Gadfrey stole for us and smuggle them back to the Emerald Isle... If he had;t doubled crossed us for those that damn spy Elvira, we would be able to take over the city and be home and Dublin and not have to deal with this war any longer..." said Finnegan
"So what's the plan Finn?' asked Callaghan
"O'Leary has infiltrated the Home Guard with some of our other boys, with the weapons will get from his infiltration gig, and the Gadfrey's stockpile, we'll win our turf wars and claim America in the name of the Irishmen!" shouted Finnegan
"Aye!" replied the crew as they clinked mugs and guns together...
"We'll attack in the morning, before the dawn fully rises, and if that damn mysterious animal shooter or detective with those blasted farmhands get in the way, then we'll show them the true grit of a good ol' Irishman's fists, am I right?" responded Finnegan
The rest of the crew cheered in encouragement as they readied themselves for the raid in their secret hideout....
Meanwhile...
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 9, 2016 22:42:01 GMT -5
(Was that a typo? Recall, Toz said she didn't marry)
A car pulled up to the group of Irishmen. The group looked on in relief.
"Doc, oh, thank goodness" Callaghan said as the "underground surgeon" took out his bags and layed out a couple tarps for the boys.
"Am I too late?" Doc said as he began laying out his tools.
"For Brent and Darren, I'm afraid. So there is seven of us you gotta look at" Callaghan said.
Jock looked at Finnegan "Say, that reminds me; how are we supposed to storm the Gadrey place again when we've got 8 men dead, 7 injured, and 3 men unavailable because they're infiltrating the home guard? We're outnumbered 4 to 1" he pointed out, before holding his left leg in pain.
......
At the Home Guard Outpost, 12 men remained on duty while the 40 were over at the Gadfrey place.
O'Leary and his 2 accomplices went into the armory to see what they could find of use.
"What the? Bolt action rifles? Hunting shotguns? What kind of operation is being run here?!" O'Leary said in frustration.
"Secondary outposts get the less important weaponry" Walsh pointed out
"Well it is a step above our Webley revolvers" O'Kelly said, trying to make the best of it.
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Post by Tug on May 10, 2016 18:55:35 GMT -5
(Well I meant it to be her husband but if she's not married, I have a better idea...)
Back at the Farmhouse, Ms. Gadfrey was rambling in a delirious state from her wounds...
"Jacob... Why are you home all of a sudden from America... And what's with all those boxes... Don't tell me you're joining the war..."
"What is she saying" asked a Medic
"It seems she's talking about her son, Jacob Gadfrey, he disappeared a few weeks ago and no one knows where... Well that's what the rumors are saying at least..." replied the other Medic
Meanwhile...
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 10, 2016 19:22:20 GMT -5
I was planning on having her married, but the husband died, and I even posted so, but Toz said he wasn't planning on that, so.... what should we do?
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 10, 2016 19:33:27 GMT -5
Gunnarson needed something clarified "why would she have a son of she's not married?" He said.
"He's adopted" a farmhand explained. "During the Great War she lost her parents, and he lost his parents, so she took him in. They've been growing apart in recent years so she hadn't seen much of him" he further said.
"Wait, the basement... Take me there" Gunnarson ordered.
The farmhand took Gunnarson and Lieutenant O'Brian down to the basement. There were several crates. A crowbar laid in the corner.
"Open one" O'Brian ordered. The farmhand did, and they found these unusual circular objects.
"Huh?" The farmhand asked
"Wait... I know what these are. They are drum magazines to Thompson sub machine guns" O'Brian said as he picked one up.
"What? Why would a farmer have ammunition for a sub machine gun in her basement?" Gunnarson asked.
"Especially when you consider that these are useless without a gun to take them and fire the bullets" O'Brian said.
"But there must be 20-25 crates down here. Do they all have ammunition?" Gunnarson said, intrigued.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 11, 2016 14:06:50 GMT -5
In case anyone is not sure what I am referring to, this is a drum magazine (top right)
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Post by Tug on May 11, 2016 18:16:14 GMT -5
"Seems to be that way... Hey look over there..." said a farmhand pointing to a corner...
The group found five crates in the corner, and after some work with the crowbar, the lids were off, and underneath where multiple war issued sub-machine guns straight from the front...
"How did they get so many of these down here?" asked a home guard
"Why is all of this in some all farmer lady's basement?" asked a confused farmhand
"I don't know, but I'm leaving the property for now, I have to make a few calls to Gent, maybe he can help shed some light..." replied Gunnarson as he began the trek back upstairs and decided to leave the premise, thinking it would be safer to talk to Gent away from the farmhouse...
As the detective left, O'Leary and his goons, sent out the message:
"He's gone, that damn detective is gone... Gather all of our boys currently uninjured and hidden throughout this quiet town and we'll begin moving these weapons..."
Finnegan replied, "Alright we'll begin the distraction, I'll send the trucks your way..."
"Aye, just wait, this haul with be worth the hassle..." answered O'Leary as he cut the line...
Meanwhile...
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 11, 2016 19:44:12 GMT -5
Gunnarson took one of the spare cars at the farm and made the trek several miles down to the town. At a phone booth near the courthouse he made a call to Gent.
"Gunnarson? Is that you?" Gent asked on the other end of the line.
"Yea, I'm tackling a case at Gadfrey Farms, and there is something I think you should hear about... there's a military grade stash of weaponry in the basement."
"What?!" Gent said in shock. Then he thought back "Could this be connected to that Irish mob stand off some months back?" He thought to himself.
......
O'Leary and his two accomplices had taken what they could from the armory. Because 40 men had been dispatched to Gadfrey farms, there was not as much as they expected there to be.
"Ok... so it looks like we have 18 Enfield M1917 bolt action rifles, 6 Winchester Model 1912 shotguns, a few crates of ammo, 20 mills bombs (grenades) and... this thing?" It was a coil of barbed wire.
"This haul is rather... underwhelming" O'Leary said to his two comrades.
"What did you expect? It's a secondary outpost, and with 40 guys out at the farm they have most of the equipment with them" Walsh said.
"there's only nine guys to worry about here. Once the trucks come we'll be out of here" O'Leary assured.
"This load is gonna fit in one... maybe two trucks though." O'Kelly observed.
"Once we get what is in the basement it'll be worth the trouble." O'Leary explained.
As the three began to move the equipment, little did they know Colonel Richards had heard the whole discussion, and quietly went to round up the other eight on duty.
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Finnegan was getting a briefing on the situation from Callaghan, who had spent time observing the farm house.
"There's 40 Home Guard men, all seasoned military veterans. 8 farmhands, each of them have shotguns. Most of the soldiers have bolt action rifles, some have shotguns, but there appears to be a couple with Sten submachine guns. We've managed to round up about 33 or so of our guys, not counting O'Leary, O'Kelly and Walsh, but by comparison we're underarmed and going up against soldiers, and we'll be attacking in the dead of night. I'll be honest here; I don't like the situation... I just don't like it."
"All in good time my friend... and in good time" Finnegan assured.
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Post by Toz76 on May 11, 2016 20:27:54 GMT -5
As the sun set, Blade, Wilcox, Fowler, and about twelve associates crept onto the farm.
"Okay, the Gadfrey Emeralds are supposed to be buried in either the cow pasture, sheep pasture, or apple orchard. Me, Wilcox and Fowler will take four men each to search each place." Blade said.
"Man, this heist is going horribly. I can't believe it."
"Don't worry. Once we get the emeralds, we'll sell them and you'll all get what you're owed."
Gunnarson and Gent met up at Euston and discussed the situation.
"Hmm... there seems to be more than one force at work here. I really don't know what to make of this one." Gent said, confused. "I'm surprised you haven't mentioned the emeralds, though."
"Emeralds?"
"Yeah, Zoie's father buried a fortune in Emeralds somewhere on the grounds. Maybe that's what they're after."
"I don't think so. It doesn't explain the cattle, or Kenneth's disappearance... this is way too bloodthirsty for that."
"Wait, what about Kenneth?"
"He's missing, presumed dead."
"Oh no... can this get any worse?"
As he said this, the man from 28 Baker street crept by, carrying a large gun with a bayonet fitted to it and trying to look inconspicuous.
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 11, 2016 20:49:43 GMT -5
"I'm Telling you Gent, this farmhouse is just full of surprises. First, there's the crazy old guy shooting cattle, then there's the stolen weapons stash in the basement, and now you're telling me there is buried emeralds on the farm? Damn, what have I gotten myself into?" Gunnarson told Gent.
"Well, the farmhouse is secured; like you said there's 40 members of the home guard and 8 armed farmhands guarding it. Did you alert the army of the stolen weapons?" Gent asked.
"Yes, they said they would send a detachment to pick it up; problem is with all the painted over road signs..."
"Oh, yes. But it is policy." Gent pointed out.
......
Some trucks of the Irish mob were trying to find the Outpost O'Leary had stolen the weapons from the Home Guard. But they were having difficulties.
"Curse that damn policy of painting over the road signs... I can't tell where we are!" The driver of the first truck said.
"I mean, I hate the Germans as much as the next guy, but was this really necessary?" His associate said in agreement.
......
The group was about to split up when Fowler looked in the direction of the farmhouse.
"Get down! All of you!" he said to his associates as they hit the ground.
"Fowler, what gives?" Blade asked.
"Look... the home guard is still here... 3 dozen men at least" he pointed out.
"Calm down... just keep low and don't speak too loud." Blade told the rest.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 14, 2016 13:30:06 GMT -5
Just then... "WHO THE HELL?!" Blade quickly grabbed his gun and shout. The man fell. "Why, it's...
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Post by frankthetriviaman on May 14, 2016 18:57:53 GMT -5
"it's... who is this guy?" Blade said. He had shot the man in the leg and he came tumbling down.
"Listen you thug! No one is getting the Gadfrey Emeralds but me and my associates" Blade said as he and his four guys pointed guns at them.
"Who are you calling a thug? And the Irish mob doesn't give a damn about no emeralds. We just want the guns in the basement. You can have your precious stones for all I care." The Irish Mob scout said.
Deciding this was a waste of time, Blade lead his men to his spot, while Fowler and Wilcox did the same with their groups.
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Post by Biblically Accurate Angel on May 14, 2016 19:08:25 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Gunnarson had fallen asleep.
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