Vanda-Kon
Feast On Skulls
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Posted - 2012.12.16 04:54:00 -
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I have habit of going to objectives alone and either getting slaughtered, finding nobody there, or taking out a few people by myself before capping the letter, which is my favorite. The most hardcore moment I had was approaching the letter B (three letter map) on the mountain side. Me and this guy got into a 1v1 and I drained his health to next to nothing, before he pulled out his pistol. He must have ran out of bullets. I was thinking now with his pistol out, I would would quickly finish him off, but his buddy comes flying past him and I have take him on instead. The pistol guy backed off to watch and recover. So me and this new guy are going up and down on the dizzy mountain bumps, both of us misfiring badly. I start to get the edge on him when a third guy joins against me. So I throw a grenade at the second guy while shooting the third. The second guy goes boom. The mountain is my friend on this because had the battle been on flat land, the double team would have killed me easy. But again, wilth a few circling manuevers I bring the third guy to a lower position on the mountain, with me now above him. I then kill the third quickest of all. But with my back turned, I know the pistol guy, who was still watching in the background has tried to move in. His shield is full again. So I quickly turn and drop his shield back down. But a fourth guy shows up, just as I'm reloading. I throw a grenade that does not kill him but takes a bunch of his health. Then I reload, (my third time reloading) which seems like forever. The fourth guy almost kills me, but somehow I got enough head level shots at the last second, as he charged. Now, I've done slightly similar things like this before, but what makes this special to me and stands out is the pistol guy, the first guy I battled with. He essentially watched me kill three guys in front of him, at times within melee distance from killing me, and now he was the last guy to be dealt with. He ran at me with his pistol in a hesistant way, disbelieving I was still alive, and I could tell he was scared out of his mind, just as much as I was brimming with rare confidence. I seemed to kill him with three steady shots. When really, one shot would have killed me. I jumped over the mountain cliff. Capped the letter. And guess who is there when I finished, the pistol guy. Who I killed again. I'd give money to know his thoughts after that. But I was totally out of bullets and the next guy came very soon after and killed me so easy he must have thought I was a scrub. |