Second installment

There were only seven of us in the beginning and transport was our biggest problem, the unit was now growing and the only way to get cars or lorries was to steal or acquire them and the best people to go to were Serbians. One day we decided to go to the outskirts of Osijek, to the mainly Serbian villages that were scattered around the city, although we had asked the local command for vehicles they had refused telling us that they didn't have enough to go around and that we would have to wait but that was not an option as we needed transport now so we took matters into our own hands. The only way was to acquire them so weapons ready just incase of trouble from the local Serbs, as Ernie was loading his skorpian he lost control of the car and we swerved into the trees along side the road. The right wing was dented, wing mirror smashed and a part of the tree stuck in the front bumper but we carried on,

"I don't mind getting shot but to die in a car crash was something that I did not fancy" I said,

"there's no problem" came Ernies reply.

We went through various villages, going slowly to see if there was anything that we needed, there was a Escort parked outside a bar so we decided to take a look, George went in, Alan and I waited by the door and Ernie hung around our car. The owner came out and George asked for his documents, if he had a sebian surname then we would have commandeered his car but he was Croatian, no luck here. Once again we continued on to another village where we spotted a Lada, the same routine, this time we were in luck he was Serbian, he came out and took out everything that belonged to him with us carefully checking for weapons, he gave us the keys and documents and I took the car while the others in the other car and off we drove. A little further up the street we saw a Mercedes and decided to try for this one as well, the owner came out and from his documents we learnt that he was a police officer who was meditating with the locals over something or other, so obviously we could not take his car. We thought that because we had acquired one it was time to quit and head for home. The next day we were in the barracks when the same police officer arrived and caused quite a stir, the owner of the Lada had gone to him demanding his Lada back and because the officer was on a sort of peace keeping mission we had to return it, reluctantly and after a heated argument about we were Croats and he was serb we ended up giving him the car back,now we were back to the one a bit smashed up but driveable car, we would have to find another way to get transport. 

All the time we were getting more and more of the items that we needed apart from ammunition and transport but that changed as one evening a man from a house across the road came to one of our guards and told him that he had an ammunition dump in his basement and didn't know what to do with it, we knew exactly what to do with it so after checking for trip wires etc we found boxes and boxes of everything from bullets to rockets, for us it was like an Aladins cave and also as a bonus explosives. We took everything that we wanted back to our unit and told the local command what we had found but not that we had taken a large quantity for ourselves. They didn't know what was there so why tell them, they would only want it all and we needed it more than them.