Post by noc1 on Aug 16, 2005 23:01:26 GMT -5
playing in the woods one day, and decided to play a "preditor" mission. against two rangers. one active one reservist. the others are discussing where we might find them. i chimed in with my two cents and was pretty much dismissed as a "stupid noob". bigger than sh*@ there they were. so about the time i realizethat that "bush-deer" is infact pathfinder. there come 7 incomming. three to the face and four in the pinky. (ouch)
anyway in the next round they moved. smart! well me and my even less intellegent "stupid noob" find one of them. well i ask for cover fire, and he does not provide it. but some how manages to give away his position. so he's gone and i am alone head to head.
i seek refuge behind a tire. then decide "ahh F*@# it if i die i die!" so i move my ass a little closer! now the sticks i am behind are only a little higher than i am fat, and we arent more than 10 feet apart.
he volley's in one hell of a round and i think, "well he sure as sh*t has me zeroed, and he know's i know where i am, and for sure he knows, i know where he is. he must have moved"
i wait a few minutes, take a knee sweating my nervouse little but off, and see nothing. " he must have crawled away!
so i stand up, "holy f* that's an american flag patch, not less than ten feet away from me!" so i empty the mag at the patch and surrounding area to hear..." alright alright i'm out! who was that?"
"me" i said!
"you shot me like five times in the top of the head!"
proud as i was, i still had to pee after that one!
hope it was as funa story as it was an expierence!
anyway in the next round they moved. smart! well me and my even less intellegent "stupid noob" find one of them. well i ask for cover fire, and he does not provide it. but some how manages to give away his position. so he's gone and i am alone head to head.
i seek refuge behind a tire. then decide "ahh F*@# it if i die i die!" so i move my ass a little closer! now the sticks i am behind are only a little higher than i am fat, and we arent more than 10 feet apart.
he volley's in one hell of a round and i think, "well he sure as sh*t has me zeroed, and he know's i know where i am, and for sure he knows, i know where he is. he must have moved"
i wait a few minutes, take a knee sweating my nervouse little but off, and see nothing. " he must have crawled away!
so i stand up, "holy f* that's an american flag patch, not less than ten feet away from me!" so i empty the mag at the patch and surrounding area to hear..." alright alright i'm out! who was that?"
"me" i said!
"you shot me like five times in the top of the head!"
proud as i was, i still had to pee after that one!
hope it was as funa story as it was an expierence!