We ran through the trees, hoping not to be
spotted.
The hut in which the sniper
was residing in eventually came into view. There was someone from the enemy
team standing just in front of the entrance, waiting for anyone who dared to
try and get passed.
Where was Amy and Alex? Tom
and I were standing behind our own trees, looking around the place, wondering
what to do.
Then there was a loud bang.
The sniper had seen someone. There was no indication that he fired in our
general direction; this could mean that somewhere in this vicinity, Amy or Alex
is hiding.
At this point, I didn’t know
whether they needed saving, or they were trying to get closer to the hut and
take out the enemy’s defences. Tom took the opportunity to hurry from his tree
to mine, making sure he was well hidden from view.
‘I took out one enemy earlier.
Where is the other one?’ he asked.
‘I took one out earlier, so
that leaves only those two by the hut,’ I explained.
‘That makes it marginally
better for us,’ Tom said as optimistic as he could be given the situation in
front of him.
‘Don’t give up hope yet,’ I
said. ‘We can still do this.’
‘I’d like to see that,’ he
said.
‘Well stop worrying about not
doing it and get on and do it, then,’ I said. I didn’t mean it to sound as
blunt as it did.
‘Alright,’ Tom said a little
taken aback.
‘Sorry,’ I said immediately.
‘I didn’t mean it to sound like that.’
‘It’s alright,’ he said, ‘this
is a rather tense battle, isn’t it?’ He looked around one more time to see if
he could spot anything of use. He sighed with disappointment.
‘What we need to do,’ I began,
‘is somehow distract him. If one of us can do that, I or you can then go into
the hut and take out the sniper.’
‘That sounds like a good
idea,’ Tom said. I could sense a ‘but’ coming. ‘But, if we venture too far away
whilst distracting him, we might become sniper bait.’
‘I know,’ I acknowledged, ‘but
it’s a risk we have to take. Once we’ve taken out the sniper, we can then go
and find Amy and Alex.’
‘Plus, if that person is good,
he might just take us out before we’ve even begun to distract him, rendering
the entire plan useless.’
‘Do you have any better
ideas?’ I asked.
‘I do not,’ Tom said, ‘but, I
would like it if you came up with a better one.’
‘Well, I’m sorry, but this
plan is all we’ve got.’
‘Right, well, since it was
your idea, you can be the distractor,’ Tom said. ‘I wouldn’t mind giving that
sniper a piece of my mind, nearly taking me out like that.’
‘On three,’ I said.
Tom readied himself. ‘Th-’
‘I FOUND THE OTHER TWO.’ We
both stared at each other, dumbfounded for a second, before turning around to
see one of the enemies running out of the clearing.
‘I thought you said you got
him,’ I said to Tom.
‘I could have sworn I did,’ he
looked genuinely confused.
There was nothing we could do
except…
‘RUN,’ I yelled. It didn’t
matter whether I yelled or not. We were found and now we have to run away. Tom
sprinted away, not really knowing where he was going as long as it was nowhere
near here. I made the split decision of going in the opposite direction. The
third enemy decided to run after me for some reason. I didn’t stop running
until I came to the edge of the map. I have to make another decision of turning
left or right. To be honest, I didn’t care which way I went, all I wanted to do
was get away from my pursuer as quickly as possible; in the end I went left.
As I ran, I wondered if it was
foolish for us to split because it may be difficult to regroup later. If we had
stuck together, we would have each other’s back, as little help that may be
from the looks of things.
It was only when I was running
as fast as I could that I noticed just how big this map was, and carrying this
gun in my arms not only pushed the muscles in my arms to their limits, but made
me run out of breath in a short period of time as well. It didn’t help that I
was running over uneven ground, but that didn’t seem to stop the enemy.
He must have taken a shortcut
because he appeared in front of me. I slammed on my breaks. Recovering quickly,
I turned left once more and headed back into the centre of the map, where the
hut sat. It must be our quick movements that the sniper hasn’t tried taking us
out yet, however, I knew that it was only a matter of time before we heard the
all too familiar bang, sending an array of paintballs our way, aiming to strike
us on the mask or in the chest, or maybe even in the back.
I came to a clearing. This
must be the very centre of the map.
Tom came running out of the
other side. His foot got caught up in a stray root and he went head over heels,
landing face first in the dirt. The enemy that was chasing me ran into the
clearing as well. He saw Tom first. I wasn’t quick enough. He raised his gun, I
raised mine, but he pulled the trigger first.
‘NOOOOOOO.’
Bang.
Who? What? When? Where? How?
The next thing I
realised was Alex standing in front of Tom, protecting him from being shot.
Does that mean what I think it means? I really hope not? I wasn’t the only ones
who were a little shocked about what just happened, but from the looks of
things, I was the first to recover some bearings. I raised my gun and fired a
single paintball at the enemy, hitting him square in the centre of his back.
Tom scrambled to his feet just
as Alex was turning around. Red paint was splattered all over her chest.
‘You took a paintball for me,’
Tom said to Alex, surprised and confused.
‘You’re welcome,’ she said.
‘But why?’ he asked. ‘You
should have let me take the hit.’ The enemy that I had shot had turned around
and started to head back.
‘Maybe, but that was no way to
go. Defenceless as you were. You should go out with a bang instead, as I just
did by saving you. Or maybe you don’t have to go out at all and just win,’ she
shrugged.
‘Well, thanks, I guess,’ Tom
said not knowing what else to say.
‘No need to thank me,’ she
said, ‘but if you really want to, you can do so by winning this game for us.’
‘What did I miss?’ Amy said
beside me, making me jump.
‘Alex just dived in front of
Tom just before he was shot, saving him,’ I explained.
‘Oh,’ Amy said, smiling
happily.
‘What’s the matter?’
‘Nothing.’ She quickly changed
the topic ‘We saw you running and Tom falling down. We were getting ready to
fight back, but I guess Alex thought we wouldn’t be quick enough, or accurate
enough.
Alex flicked the safety on her
gun. ‘Stay safe,’ she ordered Tom.
‘I’ll make sure we win,’ Tom
nodded.
‘You’d better,’ she said,
before turning on the spot and started to head back to the main building. As
soon as Alex had disappeared into the trees, he spun around and went straight
into action. He was smiling broadly throughout his explaining of the plans.
‘Is everyone clear on what to
do?’ he asked Amy and me. We both nodded.
‘Great, then let’s roll out,’
and he led the way back towards the hut. I don’t think the guard left his duty.
‘There’s the hut,’ Amy said.
We were behind an overturned car. In front of us were the trees Tom and I hid
behind earlier and the hut itself. As expected, he was guarding the entrance.
‘If we want to get to the
sniper, we have to go through him first,’ Tom said.
‘That shouldn’t be too
difficult,’ Amy said, ‘three against one’s good for us.’
‘Alright,’ Tom said after
surveying the area. ‘Is everyone clear on what they are supposed to be doing?’
We nodded.
‘Good,’ he continued. ‘Now,
instead of causing a distraction to lure him away, I thought we should just
charge forwards and overpower him. He won’t stand a chance against the three of
us.’
‘You sure about that?’ Amy
asked.
‘Nope, but that’s the best
plan I’ve got.’
‘Fair enough,’ Amy shrugged.
‘And remember,’ Tom said
sternly, ‘we don’t stop for anything. If we do, we might not make it out
alive.’ He wasn’t going to let Alex’s sacrifice be for nothing.
‘Are we ready?’ we both
nodded.
‘Then let’s do this. When I
say go, we run for it.’ Tom looked at the surrounding area, waiting for the
right opportunity. From my perspective, there wasn’t a right moment to go. We
just have to go for it and hope for the best.
‘Go,’ Tom said suddenly. We
broke free from our cover and sprinted as fast as we could without tripping
over towards the hut. The enemy standing by the entrance heard our loud
footsteps and prepared to fire, but we were first, and soon the air was filled
with paintballs firing in all directions.
We continued forward, trying
to keep our guns as steady as possible so that we could get a decent hit or
two. The enemy had a steady hand, but we were too quick for him and so couldn’t
get a good angle. The closer we ran, the better we were to shoot him, but that
goes for him as well.
Out of the corner of my eye, I
saw a drop of green paint fly towards me. I turned around and saw that Amy was
hit in the arm. He had taken out Amy. He was going to pay for that. I raised my
gun, fired and it hit him square in the chest. The entrance was free. I wanted
to know where the sniper was and why he wasn’t firing. Maybe we were too close?
Maybe he ran out of ammo? Maybe he wasn’t even in there anymore?
Tom and I entered the hut, ran
up the stairs and onto the top floor where we saw the sniper sitting, facing
us, his sniper laid down to one side.
‘Hello,’ he said. He raised
what looked like a pistol up and readied to fire. Tom and I knew exactly what
was happening. He knew we would get passed the person at the door and so waited
for us to arrive only to have the last laugh.
Bang
Splat
Blue paint all over my mask. I
was out. I couldn’t do anything. But whilst he was focusing on me, Tom took the
final bow. He shot and a paintball hit him in the chest, breaking and leaving a
nice red splash behind. That was it. That was all it took to win. It was
finally over. The second and, unfortunately, the final battle of the day.
Overall, it was a draw, but that didn’t matter to me. It was all over.
We had won.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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