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Date: Friday,
August 21st, 1999 & Saturday August 22nd, 1999
Location: Clayton, NC
Number of Participants: 21 people (9 vs 12)
Type of Battle: Team Soakfest
Preperations & Raids
As soon as I got to my friends house, (our
commanding officer) I asked him how the traps were going, to my
astonishment none had been made so far. One of our other troops a
sergeant had come over to plan and spend the night. We unloaded
my brother's and my stuff: two sleeping bags, a CPS 1000 ,
SS 100 improved , pillows, water balloons, flour bombs, and two cans of
silly string. Flour bombs are used like water balloons, however
they are flour wrapped up in a tissue. Flour bombs will also
surprise your opponent and cover them in a cloud of flour, in the mean
time you can soak them while there still shocked.
That night we prepared, filled water ballons had
target practice with our guns and set up a plan. I (second in
command; **** General) was going to be a sniper, I would hide under the
deck with my friend's dad's Speed Loader 1500 and pick the vermin off
as they came by. I should add this is a nice gun, double barreled
and gives an excellent soaking; however it can only be filled by a
QFD. I had a can of blue silly string for emergency use and was
protected by a barricade we built that night. My brother would be
under the tree fort with his 100 , accompanied by the sergeant
who was using my CPS 1000 .
Battle
The next morning around 6:00 A.M. we woke up.
We did not realize that an enemy raiding party had come in the night
and dumped our water supply out. After breakfast our
reinforcements arrived. Our force was strengthened to 9. We
had 1 SS 100 mk2, a SC 400, and SC 500, a Speed Loader
1500, CPS 1000 , 2 squirt pistols, a hose and around 50 or so
water balloons and flour bombs. As you can tell we were very
crudely armed, compared to the enemy. The enemy had: 1 CPS
2000 , 2 CPS 1000s , 1 XP 110 , 2 XP 85s , a SC 600,
SC 500, around four squirt pistols and about 50 water balloons.
We had waited for about an hour when we heard
the screech of rockets bursting in the air, our greenies went nuts
screeming the British are coming for some stupid unknown reason.
Suddenly a boy with a CPS 2000 escorted by a man with
an XP 110 came out of the brush about 1/4 a mile from our
fort. They had to cross a big field to get to our fort. I
was out scouting at the time, I got off 1 good shot at them before I
retreated. As soon as I got back I was stationed at the corner of
the house about 75 yards from the fort. Suddenly blood curdeling
Rebel Yells pierced the air about 13 Vermin emerged from near the
road. I sniped their leader, but was forced back by
numbers. As they charged Viper's mom threw a waterballoon and hit
the enemy General. They suffered heavy casualties as they
advanced, but forced us back. Then they split up and fought in
chaos, similar to the battle of Shilo. There were three of us
near the deck, me with the SL 1500, Viper's dad with waterballoons, and
a friend who came from colege to be here using a hose. A girl
armed with dual squirt pistols attacked, and was thuroughly
drenched. I will borrow Rog's theme here DRENCHED WENCH. We
slaughtered them, but around the fort was a different story. They
had their best people there, and were masacering our greenies.
Hellbringer fought them off as best as he could with his 100, and
Patriot then a greenie using my CPS 1000, Viper was using his 500 in
the fort, along with two girls that are unoficial members of our team
using squirt pistols and waterballoons. The man with the 110
forced his way in the fort, Hellbringer knocked down the ladder, so he
climbed the tree to get in. They climbed in, and were greeted
with flour bombs which suprised them. Viper jumped from the fort,
abandoning it to the oncoming Vermin. Their leader shouted
"Where's Daniel?" trying to find our leader to pay him some
respect in ounces of water. Viper shouted "Right here!" for he
was next to him, and the enemy had on sunglasses. He blasted him
with the 500. His other light artillery had on a Darth Vader
helmet, and was blasting with his' 1000. I ran up with a 1 gallon
jug of water and emptied it on his head. Chaos ensued and the end
was a demoralizig defeat for our team, but the last defeat.
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