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MY greatest was at AAA MOUT game in January 2006. They had what was called "The impossable mission". You had to walk from your base to the enemy base & hand tag it. I put my marker down, found a ref & off we went. I walked straigh tup to the base security & asked were the XO was, Woody from The Hired Gunz, in a really mad tone. They said they did not know where he was I said " Nevermind theres his wife" & pushed past them. I walked up to the base pulled out the mission card & hand tagged there base. USarmymanofwar was the other teams general. He looked up in time to see me tag the base & allhe could do was shake his head... Ask him or skeletor about it. Skeletor said it could not be done.

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Mission: blow up the airport before MI6 can capture it.

Aerion was our general. As soon as he read it, we looked from our base across the field and could see the enemy base full of pirates with spydy reading off the mission to stop us. Aerion screamed, "Steers, GO!". I took off running towards the airport, which was directly between the two bases, in plain site. As I was running, Aerion threw the satchel charge at me and I was off.

As soon as I came over the hill, everyone at the enemy base starting running for the airport as well. I ran alone with Dead Eye Chuck racing behind me, giving what cover he could. Within seconds of sprinting down and over hills, every electro on the other side sent a rain of paint with balls bouncing on all sides. As soon as I got to the bottom of the mountain we were placed on, I used the airport as cover, but still there was a buttload of paint dropping all around me.

I barely made it, with the pirates less than 10 yards from me. I threw the satchel charge at the styrophone plane and the mission was complete. Later I was told that I completed the mission in under one minute at a dead sprint down the hills.

It was pretty amazing! I'm sure that my team mates drew a lot of fire by charging behind me and covering me. However, if I tried it again, I'm not sure that I would succeed.

"It doesn't bother you, killing those people?
-Well I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did."
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Night play.

Mission: Hold bridge 4, which is near the back door of the southern base for 20 minutes. WARNING-expect heavy enemy resistance.

After the general read off the mission, we recieved word from those who were listening to enemy comms. that there were sniper teams allready set along the powerline roads. At the time, a ton of fighting had been taking place in the center of map, but for most nightballers, it is a well known fact that the center field is trouble. I was going to go alone as there were no teams interested in missions, but then I heard that the Citadel paintball team had arrived and wanted to go with me.

I was pretty excited to see these guys. They were all agile, quick, and could probably run like me. I met with the Capt and explained the ambushes we were likely to run into. I believe that it was their first time out as a team and their first night play experience. With our mission being directly behind the base, it was vital not to shoot unless we had to. Back then, barrel tagging was legal and the players didn't have personal problems (just kidding) and we all decided on the rules of engagement that would hopefully bring us to complete the mission.

As we set out on the mission, I honestly had no real expectations of winning, being that the snipers would have the first shot and they almost always win. Our only hope was to walk very quietly and be deadly silent silent through the woods. As soon as we got on the power line roads, which circled around the boundaries of the field, going the long way, the capt. and I decided that I would take point about 10-15 feet ahead of the group. We would perform a slow cycle of walking 10 yards, stoping, taking a knee and listening for movement. It was made clear throughout the group to barrel tag and not shoot anyone unless they had to. This cycle was slow, but acceptable due to the fact that we had all night to complete the mission and the points were definately worth it.

As we were walking, our ears became tuned into everything that moved, I mean, you could the bugs moving along the grass. The crickets were singing and everything seemed peaceful. Only one guy had night vision and he came with me on point, but even Gen. 5 wouldn't help against spotting ghuilli suits in the bush. The field is roughly 60 acres, but the hills and crowded terrain make it difficult to navigate. We were a well organized pack. Walking in one line on the road with 5 feet between each man. When we sat and listened, we took our time; every member of our group was completely devoted to the silent rythm of our beat.

After only covering about 80 feet down the road, we stopped and listened for the third time. While we sat, we heard something small move in the tree line. It sounded too small to be a player. Instead it sounded more like a possom. The vibe we all felt seemed no different than before. All seemed safe, except for the fact that no crickets were chirping. After waiting a second, we agreed to move on. Just as we stood up, 5 of our guys rushed to the source of the noise and barrel tagged a sniper in ghuilli. Small LED lights easily illuminated the player and he was immediately "eliminated". I was completely speechless. We moved on, this time, with a high sense of alertness. It made sense that any sniper half smart would let the point men pass by, but at night you never know. Just 15 feet down the road I heard nothing, but out of no where 3 guys who were directly behind me rushed into the tree line again and barrel tagged two more players, all without firing a shot. One by one, players were being eiminated, all with out shouting, shooting, or our positions being taken away. The covertness of our group surpassed anything that I had ever seen before. It seems very unlikely that all of these snipers were unprepared to shoot. Our guys were quick.

On both sides of the path, we found snipers laying in wait to eliminate us and every single one of the gave up when staring down half a dozen muzzles at their masks. I was going half crazy with the excitement and the speed at which our group learned and adapted to the environment. Instead of a streight line on the path, we had evolved to hike in a V formation and one by one the enemy snipers were discovered. As we aproached Bridge 4, we had allready barrel tagged atleast 6 snipers laying prone. Bridge 4 had many hills and places to hide and we knew that other teams would soon be comming to guard the bridge. We decided to spread out our small force of 20 guys and go prone on the ground with no cover around us. The idea was to be where they wouldn't expect us....in plain sight. At night, only fools use flashlights and we were cloaked by the darkness.

The referee started our time. For the first 15 minutes, all was silent, but the energy was screaming in our group as those who have played night ball before, reflected at what had just been accomplished. There were few whispers and no movement. We all knew that we would encounter someone, but apart of what we discussed at base, unless they shoot or see us, let them pass by. The moon illuminated spots in the trees and down the trail we could see none other than Team Punishment headed by Steve Chase walking toward us. I thought, "oh no....not Chase! Of all people, why Chase?!" I quietly whispered, "stay down and don't shoot". Chase always carries electros in his group and no matter what, if they saw one of us, it was going to be nasty. I checked my watch. We only had 2 mintues left in the mission. They started walking all around us. One nearly stepped on my leg. Chatter could be heard above our heads from Chase's little minions who discussed dinner and where they were going for breakfast. Others talked about their markers and were seen to have little LED lights flashing on their guns. It remained silent. They continued to on towards the bridge until someone fired a shot.

I don't know who shot first, but ALL HELL BROKE LOOSE the moment we heard someone yell, "HIT!" Paint rained from every direction and players caught in the middle of a dormant hornet's nest fell to the ground in order to get out othe firing lanes that flooded the space above our heads. The firing ceased and not a sole could be seen standing. Just after the engagement, I shouted out to a ref for the time, the ref exclaimed that our mission was complete. All ready in a dangerous spot, I figured that we should just return to base for the next mission or atleast get in range to communicate back and rendevouse with another mission team.

When all was silent and the enemy players were all walking back to base. I first stood up, listened, and then the mission team gave the all clear in the area. When our numbers stood up, we had lossed a little less than half of our group and each of us had more than enough paint to stay "in country". I was shocked and amazed, to see night ball at its best; the perfect execution of night ball tactics had been seen in a group of guys who for some, had never played the sport before. The fire discipline, stealth, and teamwork blew my mind, with only having seen such great peformance by two other teams in the south.

Along the road toward the other mission team, we met up with either Shadow Co. or Sentinels. At that time, we heard through the radio that the mission in progress was a complete failure so the Citadel Team went to join the others in their assault on the enemy base.

So I returned to base alone and take in what all happened. I could only say, "WOW" and be amazed at just what one small group can do.

LOL, Sorry for the long read, but I wanted to give these guys justice and credit to the amazing job that they did at that game.

Hope you enjoyed!

"It doesn't bother you, killing those people?
-Well I wouldn't be very good at my job if it did."
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