Post by berettaz on Jan 30, 2004 22:09:37 GMT -5
Well this particular story happened way back last summer and i was just thinking about when i thought to post it. Anyway we were skirmishing an 8 on 8 game in my friends forset "backyard" and we had just finshed,what, our eighth game, and then we mixed teams and i got stuck with all the nub shitons. you know the type, all the big guns but literllay couldnt hit a pole with an aeg from 20 feet a way, a really big pole. so i was a bit hesitant, me the 6 shitons and one decent playing guy. so we start the game. they all go out as team and me and "decent" each go seperate ways. so before any real actioned happened i climbed onto to the roof of the stable via a tree, and sat and watched the massacre. My team had m249's ak's mp5's m4 ris version's and "decent" was totin double semi shotties with GREAT range and acc. 30 seconds into battle all you hear is crazy spraying, shouting, cussing and dropped mags, (we got raped in 24.7 seconds) and me and decent were the only ones left. Now we have a rule in the game, and it is if you "die" u drop your gun for others use. decent was way out of ammo by then, he picks up an, i think an aps2 or abs2 some expensive sniper, and waste 1 guys by the third shot, hits one other guy on the second and then gets pistoled from less than three feet away by the sneakest person on our league. during that time i was spritning as quietly as i could towards sneaky, and with two feet left he whips around and lets his auto glock loose on me. i dont know how i did it, but there was this big ass oak next to me and i dived behind it and not one bulett hit me. i went into a frenzy and fired bullets blindly with one hand from behind tree. i hit once,twice, thrice, until he was screamin you hit me you hit me! then i grab his glock empty out my m92 mag and put them into his mags, his five 50 rounders, and i roll out. now i knew where most of them were sniping from all the way over on the other side and all spread out searching for me. so i run out and i find a guy, pick him off, (nub), now the object of the game was to take a flare to their base, (friends house), and put it on top of the roof of the car. so i ran with no fear knowing they'd all be there, when i got there this is exacclty what i heard hes there, detonate! detonate! i look down and theres one of those fuckin mines on the floor and im lees thatn an inch from it. then i hear, YOU F******* DUMASS ITS NOT TRIGGER IT PROXIMITY. instinctively i back away and full of adrenaline i pump the trigger in full auto onto the bitches, and spread em everywhere to lay em low. then i pull out an my mk23 and pull the trigger, the first bullet flies and the trigger breaks. i almost screamed, but instead i relod the glock and run toward them like a crazy mofo with a bomb strapped to him. by this time theyve just pulled there heads out and they open fire, now heres the amazing part, less than 30 ft away i see my friend's moms dodge caravan, big as a mofo, it was like the matrix, everything sorta slowed down as i jumped sidewaysbehind the car with bullets flying out of my barrell like crazy. i unloaded the whole clip as i fell to the ground. and skinned my knee on the cement. i screamed but i got up discarged the mags and put my last pair in. i ran out from behind where i came in and did a forward dive this time with gunz blazing. as i fell on the floor out cold ten minutes later i look up and see everybody of the looking at me and laughing, and i hear the "ct's" say.
U killed us all before you flew out the second time!
Moral: look before you leap, (right onto your head.)
(thats how i got the nickname pistolz)
U killed us all before you flew out the second time!
Moral: look before you leap, (right onto your head.)
(thats how i got the nickname pistolz)
