The last game day was so good that we cant even begin to talk about it.
honestly, the game play had no issues at all.
The morning and afternoon game brought so excellent fire fights making it a great day to die.
The NSC Sniper lay in the undergrowth watching as the world passed by, gently taking a drink of water as the afternoon sun beat down on his back.
Time after time unsuspecting troops had passed his location, one group of them even stacking up right next to him, he remembered giggling out loud when they had been killed in a fire fight involing both forces who where hunting him, the remainder of the forces had now moved on and leaving him relaxing in the scortching heat.
Cramp was starting to set into his feet now and as he gently moved his toes to get the blood pumping through his bodyto ensure some circulation.
a lone soldier appeared at the bottom of the path ahead.
Slowly moving the scope over to the loan target and getting ready to make the most of the soon to be prey.
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George of the jungle and assaulter for the great Raptor Sqaud edged down the path aware that the encounter with those lunitics from clan suicide was the reason his previous company of soldiers where no longer there.
Patolling in the forest alone was a dangerous job to do, but knowing that there was Broken Halo forces in the area the risk of contact was high.
The main danger now came from his own team mate, Spider who is known as the NSC sniper who is very much still at large.
George being confident that if he found spider that there would slim chance that he alone could kill him.
Slipping from the path and towards the village, George was sure he could feel cross hairs burning onto his skin, A slim hope that spider would spare him soon passed to the edge of his mind. spider is any thing but nice when it came to the hunt.
rechecking his ammo. george's hand slipped to his pocket and he removed his last cigar. sitting by the mound in the village he decided that this was not time to be the sole assaulter.
keeping a eager eye on the surrondings george let himself relax for the briefest of moments, thinking back to some happy memory. a smile crossing his face knew that this could not last.
he lit the cigar and enjoyed to harse effects of the smoke as it rolled down his throught
A lone rabbit appeared ahead and sat in the middle of the path without a care in the world. Yep he thought, its time to move on, happy that the rabbit would not be about if Spider was indeed in the general area.
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The lone soldier, who seemed stupidly unaware that a BB sat in the chamber ready to make its way to his head suddenly started to smile at a rabbit that had appeared further down the path from his position.
Spider could very easily end his pathetic team mates life. but decided to wait a little longer. the soldier standing almost got him killed there and then, had he seen spider.
Walking straight at him now, spider began to take up the slack of the trigger. it was time for george to die. but curious as to why george had not reached for his slung weapon he waited.
The flick of the cigar in Spiders directtion, and a quickening of pace took george out of the scope and out of sight.
Picking up the cigar spider smiled. a cigar is always taste better after a nice meal.
one snap of the trigger provided him with lunch.
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If your coming then say
" I bet I would have found him "
if you need a hire gun simply say
" I need a gun"
if you aint coming please dont post, for other stuff say it somewhere else.
Thanks
NSC
