Your Best Airsoft Stories - General

Hello gents, I am new to this forum, but not to airsoft. The purpose of this thread is for all of us to share our favorite or best airsoft moment. Be it milsims, speedball, or force on force, I would love to hear your stories. My personal favorite is a split between a game at Code Red where an enemy team member jumped our team near the spawn. We had around 10 men stacked ready to assault the enemy stronghold, and we hear BANG! BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG!!! The enemy man was so happy and we were so surprised we all looked at each other and laughed for a good minute. Good times. My other favorite moment was when I was charging a group of four or five enemies at our local field, when I take a powerful BB to the chest rig. The bb hit my midcap so perfectly that it sprayed the bb's all over where I was standing. Edit: Also last Saturday during a hostage game, I was told to guard our three hostages inside of an overseas shipping container with both doors open to the field. We always check our hostages for weapons, but one of them being a girl, us boys couldn't frisk her. Naturally she hid her m93R on her upper chest, and one of the other hostages had a rubber knife in his boot. They killed me after five minutes of harmless chatting, then my team opened fire on them, trying to move up and disarm them. The hostage in the rear of the container rolled me over and took my AKM to fire back. Me being the barricade, I took around 200+bbs to the chest and groin. Fun times. I guess the hostages have to win every once and a while.

Was at Taccity and I got hit by a guy with a pistol, didn't feel it since it hit my mag pouch which was empty, I hear "CALL YOUR HITS" and some guy fucking runs to my side with a short madbull XM203 on his pistol(WE Desert Warrior) and he fucking shoots me in the arm, needless to say I felt that and called myself out.

We were playing a "capture the base" kind of game. My main was broken and I was using my friends 7" Dragon Hi-Capa with a foregrip on the rail and a 50 round highcap. The enemy had the base and our team was reluctant to move up. These was a moment of serene silence as I felt the grace of the Emperor flow through my veins. I knew what must be done. I raise my gun one handed and charged forward, yelling with the fury of the Emperor's wrath. Invoked with his glory, my teammates followed behind me. Though many fell in the charge, we made it to the base. Then I got banged out. But as I was walking back from the spawn, I saw that in the end we took the base and held it for the win. I felt so boss afterwards. And in the end I gave my life for the will of the Emperor! (Image representation) [img]http://i1069.photobucket.com/albums/u467/decraven1/lol.png[/img]

[QUOTE=TankMan;35872518]I slow-roped down from a helicopter and got a knife kill then got lifted away.[/QUOTE] I find it hard to believe that anyone on the other team would be looking away from a hovering helicopter, as well as that the field owners would let you rope from the helicopter and risk going all Black Hawk Down and hurting yourself.

I thought it was clear that Tankman was taking the piss.

I took someone prisoner, took all of his weapons, didnt realize he had a (rubber) knife concealed. He stabbed two of my teammates and ran at me. I caught him by the wrist before he could hit me, pushed him away, and shot him. Felt good man

Best story ever! Okay so I was sitting in the safe zone cause my primary was out but then I realized I had to take a massive dump, but to get to the toilets you have to run past the battlefield, so I threw my mask on and grabbed my friend 1911 and a shield and I sprinted to the toilets past the field and got about 9 people out, then right in the middle of my dump they tried to breach the door to the bathroom ( they didnt know i was in the shitter ) and I started shooting and yelling GET OUT IM TRYING TO TAKE A SHIT YOU BASTARDS!. So as I finish I grab the shield and I run back across the field getting 2 more kills only to find that my primary DID work but the battery wasnt plugged in...

[QUOTE=Deathwig;35874356]I thought it was clear that Tankman was taking the piss.[/QUOTE] Considering the amount of bullshit he's pulled, kind of hard to tell.

I was playing one day at Airsoft Battlegrounds, and there was a somewhat smaller turnout. I switched to my secondary (KJW m9) and made my way through the middle to flank some people that were keeping my teammates pinned. I come around the corner, and noone notices me, so it seemed like it would be a turkey shoot. I opened fire, everyone is startled, and they were at my mercy. Until my 4th shot when the slide racked back. A guy poked over a box and banged me out. I felt foolish.

I was playing a medic game at ACQB, and i only had my 1911, it was the day i traded for it, and i ran and slid around all match long reviving and shit, and even when we got backed into a corner i'm still sticking my head out and popping the guys that are moving up, and not even when i run out of ammo do it leave, i still pop out and dry fire and make them call themselves out on accident, only when i get shot for the last time(medics had 5 lives) am i forced to leave. Got 16 kills and 23 revives in a single match with only a pistol and two 14 round mags.

Might as well contribute. Best game I ever had was the op I went to a week and a half ago. Basically, Timebomb and I were on tan team with most of the operators, outnumbered by the green team which had most of the kids. About ten minutes into the round, after an exchange of fire and getting shot by the greens who rushed us, we captured the fuel depot, one of three objective/respawn points on the field aside from each team's un-capturable headquarters. So, we've gotten the fuel depot locked down, and I plunk my M60 down on a big empty natural gas tank a little under waist high, and crouch behind it with a nice field of fire directly towards the enemy team through the forest, with a building on my left and another on the right being defended by the other guys. Well, one of the guys on our team gets the smart idea to take these metal cases, looking like giant briefcases, and stand them upright on my sides to help cover. And then, because we might get attacked from behind, we drag another large tank behind me, and position another two of the cases. In the end I was sandwiched between two of these tanks, with a metal case providing cover on each of the four corners. For the next six hours of the op, we had green team repeatedly try to take the fuel depot only to be repelled every time. Eventually they stopped coming into my field of fire at all, forcing me to crane around the sides to shoot them, and then when they got the bright idea to attack us from behind as anticipated they got mowed down- I managed to get six confirmed kills, all from 150+ft out against targets in hard cover, in a span of thirty seconds. As they discovered, a tree can't hide everything, especially if you're trying to return fire. I'd scope in on a guy through my Elcan, spot a protruding shoulder or arm, and then give him a burst of anywhere from twenty to a hundred rounds- whatever it took to guarantee the kill. From 200ft out. At 330fps with the .25s I was using. And when they tried shooting back, I had the tank covering everything below my chest, the stacked boxes covering my shoulders, the ammo bag in front of my neck, and the gun on the other side, which meant about all they could hit was my helmet and goggles, and they managed to do so only once. Eventually, because our team was winning too much, two snipers with some serious hardware ($1000+ RS SVD for one) joined green. They acted as a pair, and while I managed to gun down one when I spotted a bush moving, the other got me in the face, and then when I got medic'd we got bum rushed by the entire green team and lost the point. Over the next twenty minutes, we shot them all, pushed them back off the point, and retook it. It remained ours until the conclusion of the game. In the end I seriously lost count of how many kills I got in that position, all I know is that I put upwards of seven thousand rounds through the M60 in the process and it doesn't show any signs of wear. Other highlights of the day included getting three non-functional guns into working order using only the tools and spare parts I keep in my gunner's pouch, using one of our main objectives as a chair while sitting at my gun, and giving my sidearm (a T77 SMG) to Timebomb while I was dead and having him shoot four or five people with it during the whole-team-rush. tl;dr I camped multiple objectives simultaneously for the entire game, racked up one hell of a kill count, and learned to love my M60.

Damn them girls having holdouts on their chest.

[QUOTE=/Vandy/;35870045]We always check our hostages for weapons, but one of them being a girl, us boys couldn't frisk her.[/QUOTE] Thats why you take the back of your hand and feel or get a stick and start pokin.

[QUOTE=Zerokateo;35882228]Thats why you take the back of your hand and feel or get a stick and start pokin.[/QUOTE] I should have mentioned she is one of the player's girlfriends, but he was on the rescuing team, so he would have just hid more guns, definitely the little marushin derringer any of us have yet to get a kill with.

[QUOTE=Wulfram;35872894]We were playing a "capture the base" kind of game. My main was broken and I was using my friends 7" Dragon Hi-Capa with a foregrip on the rail and a 50 round highcap. The enemy had the base and our team was reluctant to move up. These was a moment of serene silence as I felt the grace of the Emperor flow through my veins. I knew what must be done. I raise my gun one handed and charged forward, yelling with the fury of the Emperor's wrath. Invoked with his glory, my teammates followed behind me. Though many fell in the charge, we made it to the base. Then I got banged out. But as I was walking back from the spawn, I saw that in the end we took the base and held it for the win. I felt so boss afterwards. And in the end I gave my life for the will of the Emperor! (Image representation) [img]http://i1069.photobucket.com/albums/u467/decraven1/lol.png[/img][/QUOTE] There is no way that you were actually hit. The Emperor Protects.

He wasn't hit, he was taken down by a technicality. It must have been the work of Tzeentch. Also, I was there and charged behind him. It was glorious.

Herf and Wulf, I'll be there the sunday after NvS this month.

I bought an airsoft gun a week ago and my two friends who just ordered theirs as well came over and we all got tipsy and took turns shooting each other and saying "hit". It was a hit.

i took a hit once, with kyle

Well my best airsoft story was when i first used my CZ75. I didn't lube the magazine follower, so no BB's were entering the chamber (dry firing all day). Anyways, one guy on the enemy team comes up out of nowhere because of a successful flank, and opens fire on my whole team. Thinking he got everybody he ran back to his spawn to look for any other people not knowing that he missed me the whole time. Because his team saw what he did, they thought i was out when i really wasn't, so i went from barrier to barrier surrendering the enemy team and got all of them out without firing a shot. My whole team was laughing hard the whole time.

[B]Zombie game Host by The NAM Airsoft magazine[/B] Scenario: Resident evil styled game with zombies, a super zombie, and two human teams Rules: 1. Zombie touches you, you and the zombie go down and put on your zombie mask and join the dead after 3 minutes 2. Zombies take 3 shots to the mid section to die 3. Humans can carry as many pistols as they want but only 2 mags per pistol 4. Zombies respawn after 3 minutes 5. Additional ammo and gas must be located on the field This was one of the most memorable airsoft experiences for me. If you've played / watched resident evil then this will make more sense. There's good humans and bad humans and zombies. Scenarios differ every year but its basically find this or escort that and extract at a certain time. So its kind of like a normal airsoft game but then you're limited to pistols and have to find ammo on the field. And of course the flesh eating zombies... This game really felt like a zombie movie. Everything from the movies applies. Wander off alone and you're dead. Go Rambo on the zombies and you're dead. Solid team work and cardio is what separated the zombie bait from the survivors. 1st Game: Evil SWAT team - neutralize virus - get evidence off of former doctor being held by police So for my first game I was Umbrella's clean up crew. I had a TM Hi-CAPA 4.3 and 2 mags. Because I registered early the admin let my buddy and me borrow 2 clone MP5s and two mags each. I was grinning ear to ear. To mix things up, MP5 ammo was considered "rare," green bbs, and hard to find. I never did find any. My team of 15 or so inserted into the field and already one of us was sweating like a pig. The sweater had 6 pistols and weighed 280+ lbs. Zombie bait. The field was wonderful it was a an open valley that snaked around a large hill, with a few dead end trails branching off. So we're walking along and we see a little cabin and set up a perimeter. Inside we find the virus in a suitcase. We added the anti-virus and waiting for the 5 minute timer to go off. It was a really beautiful, sunny day. A nice breeze blew across my neck. Then we started to hear moans. The runners came first. Two of the guys on point ran up dual wielding, taking zombies down left and right. Then their slides locked. The whole team watched in shock as a swarm of 20 or so zombies chased our Rambo teammates. The next few minutes were complete chaos. We emptied mags like there was no tomorrow we all survived minus one of the Rambo boys who was dual wielding Desert Eagles. We did a quick ammo count and found most of us had used up 1/2 our ammo in just that one wave. Within 5 minutes the dead would rise and come after us again. Our "Leader" scouted one of the trails alone leading off the main path and found an ammo dump. Half the team loaded up while the other half formed a perimeter. I remember my hands shaking as I loaded up my mags one bb at a time. The whole time I heard screaming zombies and frantic teammates yelling at us to hurry up. We lost a few guys during the loading process and vowed not to go back. The team made its way back to the main trail and humped to mid field. Then we heard an AEG and all thought the same thing, "Super Zombie." Our Leader told us to stay put while he scouted again, alone. So we set up a perimeter as we waited for his intel. The swarms came steadily but they were manageable. No loses. Then a second swarm came from the rear followed by the super zombie at our front. I ordered our team to hit the deck as the super came by spraying our cover. Everything around us was shredded to hell. I was tempted to fire back with my MP5 but decided to spare the ammo instead. The AEG had incredible range over pistols and my crap clone. And just as quickly as the super came back, he took off. We healed the wounded with our medkits and decided to move on without our leader. There were just too many zombies swarming us. We humped another 200 yards or so around a blind ally and saw humans! There was no talk, we simply opened fire on each other. To my surprise I got hit in the leg and hit the deck. It was the 8 of us vs 3 police officers. We took two down and the last one ran off down the path. My teammates healed me with our last medkit and we moved on. The path was getting narrower now and on each of our sides were steep hills and trees. The perfect place for an ambush. As we trekked on we saw the last target, a zombie in a lab coat. It was the good doctor and our zombified leader. We took out the doctor and his zombie escorts. Shooting my leader really freaked me out. I ordered two guys to search the doctor's jacket for the evidence. They search and searched and we lost 2 more guys. We were surrounded now and there was no evidence to be found. I ordered the last of us to run up into the hills. There was no way we'd make it through the swarm that had formed from the noise of the last two fire fights. The dirt was soft and the team was already tired. Two more went down trying to head up the hill. My partner with the other MP5 and I were gunning zombies down left and right as they scrambled up after us. We had perfect positioning and I felt we might just make it out alive. My partnered stop firing and I saw him walking back to pick up his last MP5 mag. "What a stupid thing to do," I thought as I fired on the two zombies rushing him down. I managed to take one down but the other tackled him. He screamed as hit the ground. The look on his face as he lay with with a zombie scratching at his chest sent chills down my spine. He reached towards me and yelled "Go!" I looked ahead and saw 2 more teammates go down from exhaustion. The hill had taken their remaining energy and will. I ran as fast as I could lighting up the zombies moving up the hill. The majority of the zombies swarmed around the bodies of the last two on the path behind me. I ran as fast as I could in the soft dirt. Then I slipped and fell 8 feet, rolling down the hill. The zombies starred at me for a second in complete disbelief. I raised the MP5 and let loose on the mob. From here I ran and ran. My throat was parched, my leg muscles were screaming in pain. The zombies had multiplied and I soon found my myself down to my last few rounds. I met up with 2 cops and we called a temporary truce as there was just 3 of us now and we all were low on ammo. We ran towards a lake hoping to divide the zombies up but they came after us waste high in water. The freakiest part was seeing my buddy (mp5 guy) chase after me. The cops decided run to the extraction point through a mob of 7 zombies. I ran the other way and hid. A few minutes later I ran to the ammo dump and frantically loaded my mags constantly paranoid that zombies might have followed me to this dead end. The walk back to the lake was eerily quiet. No moans, no screams, no gun fire. Then I heard the admin shout to me. "You made it! You're the sole survivor!" I was rewarded with the MP5 I had used. I've played 4 of these Zombie games from the NAM and have survived 3 of them. They're really hard to survive. Usually only 1 or 2 people survive a each game. Games are about 2 hours each. Plenty of time to sap you of all your energy. This was the craziest airsoft experience I've ever had in my 10 years of skirmishing. There were times I got so sucked into the scenario that it felt real.

Much better than my previous story. Some guy showed up in a hotdog suit with ultra-high-speed-low-drag loadout

[QUOTE=JimmyA;35935800]Much better than my previous story. Some guy showed up in a hotdog suit with ultra-high-speed-low-drag loadout[/QUOTE] Did he drive there in an Oscar Mayer Weinermobile?

[QUOTE=JimmyA;35935800]Much better than my previous story. Some guy showed up in a hotdog suit with ultra-high-speed-low-drag loadout[/QUOTE] HAHA

who r u

He is flanker, the poster of BALLISTIC TSUNAMI CQB City videos. BALLISTIC TSUNAMI

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Revivin' dis shit. So today we play a couple of medic games and I was the medic. In the first round my team swept the other team p. much in one go and I just lingered right behind tagging back the hit players. The second game my team got split up. I was in cover with fish just on the other side of the trees from me with the rest of the team to our left and right. My teammate on the right was hit and I dropped all my gear and sprinted through a hail off bbs from my cover to his, dove into the bushes did a little tuck and roll, tagged him back in and sprinted back to my cover. He was almost immediately hit again, so I layed down some suppressive fire and sprinted back and tagged him back in again. We both then went around to the left of our position to rescue 2 of our teammates who happened to be right in the enemies line of fire. He layed down some suppressive fire while I crawled through some p. nasty thorn bushes and tagged my teammates back in and we hauled ass out of there. I then took up a position with fish and just stayed there tagging him back in while he mowed down the other team. We ultimately lost the game but it was fucking awesome and p. intense through the whole thing. [editline]20th May 2012[/editline] During all this I also fell into a few knee deep mud puddles and somehow lost one of the pins out of the stock of my FNC

God damn, Flanker weaved an awesome story. Beautiful imagery.

so kinda mentioned this in the lodeout thread but I'll get into detail. We had a turnout of about 30 guys, and half had a dmr or sniper rifles, and we decided to do a patrol/ambush gametype where the snipers hid in the bigass field we played on (bushes everywhere on the "desert" side, and there was a swampy "jungle" where it has so much trees you can literally hide there forever and people won't find you we first let the snipers hide and set up for 10 minutes and everyone else set out to "patrol" and seek them out we kept a 10-15ft spread and set out from the desert side and the plan was to make a giant circle towards desert, jungle, and back to desert again. Long story short, we tactically advanced towards their jungle and some kiddos didn't want to get their feet wet at the river so I hanged back to help 'em out, but I lost sight of my patrol (turns out they went straight ahead and got wiped out in an ambush) so I was down to three noobie looking kids and kept humping our gear but our patrol was nowhere to be found. We came upon a small bamboo tunnel and one of the t-shirt commandos wanted to take point so I let him. Outside was bloody hot and muggy as well as the sun bearing down on us so I figured it was a good break to wander into the jungle but the snipers got our point man as soon as we wandered in 3 meters. I told the remaining two kids to stay still and I could still hear them slinging bbs at us so I quietly signaled them to move out of the cave before they could wipe us out. It was really difficult because the ground had knocked down bamboo, dried leaves, and branches so we made quite a racket so we hauled ass out of there. We decided to keep going up the river in an attempt to find a safer passage around the snipers and we eventually wandered into dense jungle. It toom me a good minute to figure out that we just got lost in the jungle. I could hear the ref in the far distance calling the end of the game so we kept trudging through the dense marshy jungle in an attempt to cut across to the desert. It was fucking hot and muggy to the point I took off my helmet and I was knee deep in mud so I didn't care about anything anymore - just simply getting back to base and have a nice long drink out of my canteen. We trekked through dead bamboo pitfalls, thick branches, bamboo, mud, swamp, sand, and small 7ft high cliffs; pretty much our entire path was blocked with branches and bamboo so we had a very hard time walking through them especially because it was boiling hot, and I was in full gear. To cut to the case, I continued this for 30 minutes (long after the game was over) and finally I saw the trees clear up at a cliff, so we scaled this 8ft cliff, and came upon the desert clearing and we found out we trekked through a quarter mile to mud, jungle, and foliage. We finally climbed this steep long hill to our safe point and I quote my teammates - I looked like I been through some shit. After that I skipped two games and had a hearty lunch, and I'm fucking sore as hell as I write this good game