January 25th, 2006, 12:50
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#28
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Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: BC
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Not the springer story again... :banghead:
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Originally Posted by Kid
The CT guns aren't half bad. The gun in my picture, like he said, kicked the bucket at around 3000 but my CT went to about 12k before I broke it because of dry firing and using it as a baseball.
And yeah, the UTG is great for the price.... Get it from BCAS like I did!
Only $200 + 20 shipping = UTG MP5 and the stuff with it (bat, charger, etc) and a FREE bag of Excel BBs!
Even with the Wal-Mart gun... I DID get a kill or two... to the springer story!
I was behind a shed of some sort at the beginning of the game... when it started I peaked out and raised my rifle to shoot...
The battery went bad again, I decocked it (ICS) and tried again, it would not turn over. I set the gun against a tree and take out a clear springer, the Walmart kind, then I look out again... I see the guy I was shooting at was hit.
I slowly peak out from behind the shed and see the remaining guy left, with a TM AK behind a tree not far away, I was in his sites.
After going around the shed to try and find a good place, I see a small plastic box type thing, maybe a breaker box... it was about 3 feet tall and 2.5 feet wide... but it was between the him and me.
I slowly crept towards it, knowing well that he knew where I was.
Ping Ping! Shots bounced off the shed and I ducked my head, moving slowly towards it, then as I come nearer... he moves to the left and I move to the right to again block his shot. Then as I approch the box it shakes and I hit the ground as a rain of fire falls apon it.
It stopped, I popped my head up and shot, he was no more than 25 feet from me, I missed. I ducked down again after shots rang out.
It stopped again and I stuck my gun up, 'Pop!'
He called his hit and I stood... I had beaten him... though I was using a Walmart springer and only had 5 shots, I took two and hit him... he was standing there shocked, as was the other that had went down before. He had an TM AEG, I a Daisy springer, the bastard child of Crosman, yet I had won....
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