Paintball storys plz share

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on saturday i played woodsball with 2 other freinds. since we only had 3 ppl we played a free for all. me and my freind jacob were shooting each other forever then my freind barry comes and shoots at jacob. jacob gets him out and starts fireing at me again. during the hole game i shot jacob four time but they were all bouces. finaly he was sick of getting shot and called himself out. idk y they werent popping...

Paintball Grunt wrote: cdacda13 if i were u i wouldve helped my freind out and blown that refs face in.

i was kinda busy holding friend who got shot back. He started to go after the ref, and i didn't want the ref to start shooting again so i held him back.

PERFECT!!!

Just last Wednesday, I played a game with about 5 other friends...

The friend I knew the best, Kyle, just got a Pirhana E-Force SRT.  It was kinda nice.  My A-5 owned the place, though.  He and I were on a team (autos vs semis). 

It was a fully souped up A-5 and a Pirhana SRT vs

PMI Black Maxx, Spyder Rodeo, Spyder TLX, and a Tippmann 98

So, Kyle and I went out first.  I told him to hide under a rock and shoot whoever walks by.  I would hide behind him about 50 feet back under a log.  Simple plan, right?  He ambushes them and I pick out the rest with a suprise attack! 

Well, well, well...  It didn't work.  Kyle shot one ball and then his hopper jammed (VL).  So he was automattically out when he was pelted in all directions.  Then, one little spaz noticed me running down the hill.  He shot about 4 shots at me, missing horribly.  I mean, this kid couldn't hit me if I was 2 feet away!  So, I turned and shot about 15 rounds at him, (intimidation fire).  One nailed him in the mask and he fell down.  3 to go...

The third one came at me fast.  He ran like crazy, but somehow he had some great shots.  Then it happened...  I got smacked in the neck.  OUCH...  It didn't break!!! So I ran on.   I shimmied down a banking in the woods until I got impaled by a broken tree.  It tore my arm a new one!  I bled a little, but it was nothing really...  Just hurt alot.  So this kid runs down the hill and then...  POP  POP  POP  POW!!  He's out of ammo!! 

So then, my little buddy from before, he comes back and fires at me!!!  He still had the big yellow splat on his mask.  I felt bad for this kid as I raised my gun and fired about 5 shots.  Only one missed the target.  He fell and dropped his gun.  I knew that would be the last of him. 

Up until this point, I was playing rookies.  Now it was time for the two experienced ones to chase me. 

It was John and his friend Ryan.  They were crazy at Paintball.  I knew it wouldn't be easy.  I had about 3/4 of a hopper of paint, and no pods.  (no pod games).  I walked up the hill carefully.  I heard a few light pops off in the distance.  Then, I saw little speks of paint flitter around me.  I ran like crazy up that hill, diving behind a rock at the top.  John came around that corner firing some well placed rounds.  If I moved, I would have been hit.  So, I crawled.  As John's attention was diverted by 5 or 6 rounds I shot at him, I quickly crawled to another heap of rocks.  I hid.  Then, Ryan came along.  He scanned the woods looking for me.  I froze.  I did my homework, and believe it or not, you have a better chance of standing still in the wide open than running in the hidden areas of the woods.  Ryan looked right past me and ran to John.  I was about 1/4 a mile away from the starting point now.  

  So, I ran again to the large trees back up near the starting point.  Running, running, WHAP!!  I ran over a big log and fell.  The hopper fell off my gun and I lost about 50 or so rounds.  Then, the fire came again.  POP POP POP POP...  Splat, splat, splat, whap!!!  The last one hit the tree that I was standing behind and the splatter fogged my left eye on the mask.  Darn! They had me housed!  I shot a few rounds and somehow one bounced off a tree and the bulk of the splatter smacked Ryan in the chest!!  YES!! DOWN TO ONE!!

Where the heck did he go?  John was gone!!  I tried to stand perfectly still, but then I saw a visor pop up a little from behind a rock.  Then he fired.  HE FIRED AT MY PREVIOUS HIDING SPOT!  Knowing that I had the upper hand here, I sat silent, waiting for John to run out of paint. 

Crap!  He found me!  I ran quickly to the biggest tree I could find, waiting for a ball to hit me.  I heard a few paintballs smack the trees around me.  Then, I heard a few whistle by.  I put out my arm and whipped around a tree.  Now my other arm was cut up from the bark! 

Ok, I was hidden again, but John knew I was behind that huge White Pine.  I waited for him to shoot, because I was a bit disoriented from that spin to get behind the tree.  Then, I saw Ryan walk by.  I raised my gun at him, thinking he was John.  Ryan held his gun up like he was still playing.  They wore the same uniform too.  Then, John came up behind the tree and shot at Ryan!  oops!!

I ran like crazy to get away from him!  He was like 10 feet away!  He saw me and ran after me.  He didn't fire, though. 

I ran until my lungs hurt.  Then, I dove behind another big log.  I shot every last paintball I had.  Oops!  Missed.  I did get him to duck though.  I realized that I was right back where I spilled before.  I scooped up a few paintballs and saw an incredible 2 paintballs still left in my hopper.  OK I wasn't out all the way.  Now I had about 30 or 40.  Just enough to cover the cyclone feed on my A-5.  Then, John whipped out from behind a tree and WHAP!

He fell and we both walked back to the starting point.  I raised my mask in victory! 

My team-mate was astonished that I took out 4 guys alone!  The truth was, I only took out 3.  One lost ammo.  One got confused, one was just plain unlucky, and one was a true challenge.  All in all, my little feat was part luck and part skill.  The rest of the day went pretty good for me too.  I got hit about 7 times.  Nothing broke though.  All bad angles... 

I hope you enjoyed my story.  (I hope I can do it again!)

Bye for now---

Dawrr

Hey crazy dave, that happened to my bro lol! Except he tripped into a hole and rolled into the creek next to our field before we could stop him we were laughing so hard!