A Fist Full of Hollers
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The satisfaction at watching your latest victim wince and recoil in pain, the exquisite pleasure as the hapless unfortunates line up with pride in their hearts, only to fall in agony before your merciless attacks, mmmmm…..
There is a delicious satisfaction simply listening to the screams and hollers from those who have been blistered and stung by your own hand, their weltered faces and limping frames testament to your domination…..
Evilhippy hasn’t gone to the dark side – I got there years ago before everyone else anyway, and got bored without anyone to be sadistic with/to, and left – I just find myself very pleased and very much improved in my game, and I’m really looking forward to the birthday skirmish when I’m bringing a load of mates along for the day.
Perhaps I can sneak onto the other side and cap ’em all, just to watch them wriggle and writhe in agony too?? 
This is getting a bit too S&M now, and even more arrogant than usual 
, how about the Fairytale version instead? :
“When I went down to the woods today, they were in for a big surprise!” 
They witnessed a rather good performance from yours truly, getting tagged myself only a few (comparatively) times, and achieving 8.5 very satisfying kills on what turned out to be a quiet and sparsely-populated day at Ground Zero for me, which was very surprising considering we had a turnout of 210 people! Not bad at all for those guys at Z1, shame about the queue for the burger van
The 0.5 of a kill was when Jas and I came up near a group of Deltas (we were back on Bravo, at last ) as they were coming up a path near the place they call Stag camp. The first guy though, poor sod, he walked into a burst from Jason’s M4 shooting at Forum Limits +22 (hereafter referred to as FL22 for ease of reference/reading/my laziness) or thereabouts, and also from my lovely new M3 shorty shotgun at exactly the same time, both right in the chest (and damned good shooting it was from both of us, too 
) at a range of about 20 feet or less. That had to smart (I recall the look on his face with particular pleasure ).
As it turned out, that little segment of the day was very revealing. I found that an instinctive response proved spot on and it wasn’t the only one of the day, a reassuring sign that I'm getting better, and all the kills bar one were very satisfying, mostly in semi-open combat and none of that hiding in bushes malarkey (didn't have the patience yesterday).
After getting their point man the others, understandably, bugged out and disappeared down the path. We knew they must have gone into bushes on one side of the path as they were obviously trying to get through Stag and into the back of Charlie area where Bravo held the objective at that time.
A few other Bravos came up the same path a minute later which is always a convivial moment all-round when you're in otherwise empty and quiet territory, and is an all too good way to let your wariness wan.
We had just decided to leg it across to Firebase Charlie when it occurred to me that; given how much time had elapsed since shooting the lead Delta and if these other Deltas had gone into the tunnels in a certain mass of bushes, to arrive covering stag from a good position, then they would be reaching a firing position where they would also be momentarily vunerable in about 0-10 seconds from that exact point (I have a pretty darned good internal clock 
).
I ran across to the tunnel entrance and was just in time to see the leading man getting into a covering position, and I still had the drop on him. I was so bloody surprised to be so precisely right about it that I bloody missed him by inches, something he must’ve been glad of as it was a shotgun firing at his face (well, almost his face) at a range of about 15-20 feet again.
I barely had time to dodge out the way of him firing back, if only I had been carrying an AEG at that point ….
Trying to cunningly outwit them we came into the bushes at the same point they must have come in, and walked into a hail of plastic and we acknowledged out hits in no uncertain terms: they got us good and proper! Fair play to ‘em, they were outthinking us and well done to them for doing so.
It shows, maybe, hopefully, that one can develop an instinctively accurate response and an intuitive way of making the right decision in a game. I’ve been skirmishing for only 6 months now and I’ve missed not one fortnightly game in that time, perhaps its about a good sort of time to begin developing that? It was pretty consistent all day and I knew exactly where and when I was most likely to win/lose, and I was right every time except when some damn fool also on Bravo shot me in the back during the final assault game 
Technically I’m on a ratio of 8:4 by that token, but friendly fire is still fire, and it still stings! 8:5 winning, better than last time, and the 3 times before that too.
Amazingly this entry is actually a decent size and not a million miles from what I lost yesterday. Still not actually what I had written by a long way though, with nothing much thats actually noteworthy as far as I'm concerned. Bloody servers.
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