It was the beginning of the day and we were over my friend Steve's house last Saturday. We quickly loaded our hoppers, put our C02 in and then filled out addatubes.
We quickly ran unto the field and I started at one end vs. my friends PJ and Steve. They were very intent on getting me as they believed that I was the 'pro' amongst them when really I am nothing compared to a pro. I believe they got this idea because I had better and more gear then they had.
So we started and the first morning paintballs erupted out and I began hiding behind my first bunker. The shots hit the bunker and some rolled past. I pulled my Spyder Sonix Special addition up and just lifted it above the bunker. Then I started shooting wildly not caring at who and what I hit. Then with that I managed to get them off guard and rushed out to a pile of mulch. I slid behind it and took my defensive position there. I was about fifty yards from my targets. Then PJ ran out to the one man bunker which was actually a flipped foldable chair. I hit him on his way there right in the leg. Then Steve got up from his bunker and began running into the high grass. I hit him right in the side of the mask as he did and he tripped on a rock or something and fell into the grass. For a moment I could not see him until he pulled his gun up with it's plug in and I realized I had hit him.
After that game when we were going up to refill our pballs and such Steve shot me in the boot. I knew he was sore about losing a 1 vs. 2 game so I didn't say anything. But truly that day, I was the best.
Lone Wolf
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