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I was playing paintball at battlefront and i was hiding behind a bunker and i got shot on my arm when i got up to say i was out two guys shot me in the back of the neck and on my lower back and i fell face first into the dirt from the sudden force of the multiple paintballs

I once fought Sr. and survived....i was in a tank, but that still counts right?

Chappy wrote: I once fought Sr. and survived....i was in a tank, but that still counts right?

I think I saw that.  Was that at the Terminator game?  I saw him run around the plane by the covered bridge like a mad man.  He almost took out the tank too.  He hit the little flipper on the front of it but didn't knock it down.  That was an awesome site to see.

3 Years ago, Pinnacle Woods Paintball in Chardon Ohio, Annual World Conquest Scenario Game split between American, British, Chinese and Russian Teams. The 100 acres of open grass, woodsy bunker expanses, forts, and thick brush during the last hours of summer in mid September were divided into "countries" for the boarder wars to be more realistic.
I was a walk on, but was familiar with the field and had much woodsball experience in my pocket. I was placed on the American team along with the commanding players who were assigning the official roles of the game. The General, the Spy, the Diplomat, and the Buyer. I was chosen as the Buyer who handles the amount of "credits", fake money, gained throughout the day by the entire American team to purchase prop nuclear warhead pieces to eliminate one of the 3 opposing factions for the rest of the scenario and repeat until victory was achieved.

Midway through the game I was separated from a special operations group tasked with assaulting a Chinese command post rumored to hold a trove of credits collected from the British and Russians. Alone in the thick brush of the "Thunder Alley" deep behind Russian lines I awaited any stragglers  that were unfortunate enough to walk past the trail I was ambushing. One unlucky Russian all by himself came into sight. 3 shots and he was out. Turned out he was the American Spy. Oops Lol. I let him back in of course and he warned me of a minor Russian offensive heading directly my way behind him. So I say and waited. 3 minutes go by and I realized that due to my stillness the local wildlife took me as a part of the environment as a small frog jumps up onto my glove planted on the ground. I look down to admire to the little thing until I begin to hear the crunch of boots over recently fallen leaves. I estimated around 10 Russian players heading down the trail. Obviously scouts for the real offensive heading towards American territory. I had to stop them.

I waited until their center was just directly ahead of my line of sight as I took aim through a break in the brush in front of me. I open fire and take them completely by surprise. I shoot 5 of them out initially but the remaining 5 split up in an attempt to flank me.Two went to my left while the other 3 apparently vanished as I never saw them again. A cat an mouse game ensued between me and the 2 Russians attempting to hunt me down. I take refuge in a small ,roofed wooden house bunker in the  middle of the woods. Hearing the cracking of the players in the brush I relocate to a bush just a dozen feet away from the house entrance. I am perfectly camouflaged  in my gortex gear. The Russians believe I am still in the house and quite impressively as I observed flanked both ends of the house and rushed in. Had I remained within it I surely would have been doomed. As they fire shots in the house and clear it out findinf that it was empty it gave them my most favorite advantage; a false sense of security. They group up together in front of the entrance and begin to talk. Hoping to get any sort of secret information from them I listen for about 30 seconds before I grew weary of waiting. I lift my A-5 into position and lay down a hail of fire on them. I fired about 10-15 times and after about a few seconds of skirmishing I had shot them both out.  They were quite infuriated and signaled me with a very sportsman like finger gesture which made it all the more sweeter.

My 3rd most satisfying paintball experience ever. My top 2 have happened recently here at Battlefront. I will probably detail them later.