Airsoft

So now i have been planning on posting this story of mine for a few days now, but have been swamped by exams and shit for class. So with my free 20 minutes here, i'm going to hopefully post the entire story that took place on Saturday.

We wait in our side. My fingers tightly griping the MP5 in my hands. Its so quiet, you can hear the wind rush by. You only know that in a few seconds, the ref will scream "ONE!".

I look to my left, and see a team member with a MP5 silenced (just a barrel attachment). And to my right, couple of guys with M4 carbines.

I check my vest. I check my spare clips. Knowing that this gun will eat through much of my ammo. I flip the switch. safety is no longer on, its now fully automatic. Now everyone starts to count down the seconds till the match starts. Much is going through my head, but the match is first priority.

"ONE!"

Here we go..

"GO GO GO"

The rush of the starting point of a game, and i go with a squad of 2 making 3. Our team was of a total 9 people. 3 to the left, 3 down the center, and 3 to the right. Our squads plan was to take over the middle section of the map, and if possible push them back into they're spawn. This map we're playing on looks like Shipment from CoD4, but a bit larger. But it does have all the empty containers laying around. I take cover behind a crate, and have a barrage of bb's come my way. My two squad mates take cover beside me. I tell them we need to put down suppressive fire on them. They agree. So all 3 of us pop up and put down a storm on the enemy. But as i'm shooting at the 2 opposing team mates, something catches my eye in the background. It's another one, running along the back side. I finally saw what it was.

"Sniperrr! Sniper on the right side!" I yelled.

The right squad asks for a location.

"Behind the bunker to the right, right in front of you!"

I hear them talking, and they yell back "Keep your heads low. Some one drive a flank on that position!"

I tell my squad that we have to push up further into their own side. While i'm changing my clip two of them rush for the the barricade in front of me. I lay down from suppressive fire to help them. But both of them have been hit and now must run back to the spawn point.

Now its just me. I take a peek above my crate. Two of them shooting at my position. The left squad then makes a sweeping motion and cleanses the middle of the opposing team. We make a push forward, taking heavy fire from the red team. By this point, the red team decides not to push against us, but to rather camp their spawning point and the barricades around it. I dump my clip in exchange for a new one, and pull the trigger to be sure of jams. But to my horror the battery is drained. My gun is now worthless. I look around, not knowing what to do. I see a member who went and swung around left. I ask him if hes got anything i can borrow for the time being seeing that my gun is now weight. He checks his pockets, then rips the Colt.45 from his holster on this chest.

"It's only got 12 shots" he tells me.

"Guess I'll have to make them count then" I replied.

It's a gas powered pistol, very powerful, but only at 20 or so feet from a target. Which is just fine for this kind of close quarter combat.

I make a dash for the right side, and take cover behind a crate. That damn sniper was still there. Pinned down the right side along with one of them who had a LMG. I signal the right side that I'm going to "gung ho" it to the sniper and shoot the two that have set up shop. They signal me to go ahead. I run, while the two on the right give me cover.

The sniper and LMG gunner haven't seen me. Now is my chance.

I pop up and fire 2 shots into the sniper, and 3 into the LMG gunner. One of which struck the sniper in the ear, and two into the LMG gunner's head. Confirmed kills.

With just 4 of the opposing team left, we make a push into the spawn on the red team. Two of them surrender their arms, and walk off to the spawn. Pansies. Now leaving our team of eight with two of them left. A few of the green team mates yell.
"Lets rush them now! On the count of 3!"

I make sure I got ammo in my clip for the next assault.

"3 GO GO GO"

We rush the spawn, they unleash a heavy fire on us. We lose three of us on the assault, but get one behind a crate. Now leaving us with one to get. He knows that hes doomed. It's an eminent feeling of being shot up by an entire team.

We saw he only had a pump shotgun and a M4 Carbine left. We were at a stand off with on another for atleast 3 minutes. He was running out of ammo. At first he threw out his shot gun, then his M4.. He then pulls out this desert eagle gas power pistol, and waits. Waiting for the moment at which he'll have to use it. I used three shots on the rush to the spawn. Leaving me with only four left. I signal to the left that me and the middle squad mate are going in.

He nods.

And in a split second, he and his other team mate give us suppressive fire. We rush in, and with pistol drawn, I shot him all four times. Two in the head, and one in the chest and one in the arm. And I am a good 15 feet from him, so its going to leave him a gift in a couple days.

"Game over!!!" the ref yells.

Green team. flawless victory.