Surprises from a routine schedule: Julian the adventurer

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Julian the adventurer

Ouch! Eeek! Ooh! Ow! Ahh! pain!! PAIN!!! paintballs.

Well, could say the highlight of my monday afternoon was a trip to Orchid Country Club. Not so much about the golf and the courses there but something seemingly unlikely in any other ordinary country club. For those who haven't guessed the obvious, its paintball.

"Barrel plugs out, safety off...*Siren*." "Go go go!!" yellow leader shouted.
Hurriedly, number 3 dashed towards the tower outpost as number 2 went for the wooden bridge. "Secure the frontline number 1 and take down the targets" was the order given to team leader James Lieow. "Under heavy enemy fire! Requesting backups!" shouted no.2, sniper Amorn Seetoh, from the bridge. No.3 heavy gunner Julian Tay sprang out from the outpost tower, took aim, and fired slavo after slavo of high velocity impact rounds towards the two attackers, forcing them to take cover. "One target down!" radioed no.1 from behind the white safety barricade, now truning his focus to the other target and with precision of a veteran, took down the other target with one shot. "I'm hit! Medic!" grunted no.2 as he made his way to the hospital. Continuing the routine, no.3 took aim and managed to shoot down one of the attacker. "They are retreating...careful no.3, enemy outpost sighted." radioed in no.1. No.3 turned, only to find the dark barrel pointing at his direction, seconds from releaseing its deadly rounds. Without hesiating, no.3 ducked, only to find the slugs whizzing past from above and some hitting the safety walls of the wooden tower. With only the head slightly out, no.3 trys to fend off his attacker by fireing back. No.2 returned from the hospital and regain control of the bridge. "2nd attacker down...retrieve the ammo case, on the double before they revive and return" rang no.2. With haste, no.1 dropped his gun and grabbed the ammo case but before he could make 10 feet he was shot in the back by the outpost. With quick draw speed, no.3 shot down the outpost while no.2 focused on the attacker at the frontline. Unknowingly, a shot, fired by the returning 2nd attacker, manage to hit the mask of no.3, rendering him unsuitable for further combat. No.2 fired his rounds towards the fireing attacker, forcing him to take cover behind the barricades, giving no.1 the opportunity to run for the ammo case and brought it to safety.
*Siren* "barrel plugs in, safety on...yellow team wins this round"

Of course, the above recount of the scenario was highly exagerated, but that was roughly what happened this afternoon. Rounds and rounds of high velocity gelatin coated paintballs whizzing all over the place, fired by USP. tatical like sub-machine guns powered by a portable high pressured CO2 tank. With a range of about 60m and and effective range of 40m, this baby packs a punch...I mean literally. These little goblets may seem harmless and all, but when it hits and explodes on bare skin, it's (and really..seriously) p.a.i.n.f.u.l PAINFUL. Thinking back was really a fool to wear short sleeves and shorts. Sustained 5 bruises on my left shoulder and torso (dunno why the left..really), 1 at the back of the neck together with 1 at the back of the head (rather not talk about that..quite stupid actually). Not to forget one more on the butt, thanks to our friend James. And many more on the arms.
Well at least not as bad as our dear friend Amorn, who sustained a shot on his breast, which really made it look like an extra nipple...Oops...

However, there's something much more painful then the bruises...the cost. It was 81 bucks from each person, making a grand total of $490 for all 6 of us. But all in all we had fun, and this kind of thing is really once in a blue moon kinda thing, for me that is. Rather interesting experience..running around like mad kids shooting bullets at each other...shouting "eat this sucker", nah kidding.

I also shamelessly remembered how after my many failed attempts to retrieve the ammo case, and brutally targetted by Amorn, my teammate placed his gun down and dashed for the case. Me, returning from the hospital without a gun as it was dropped further up ahead, quickly sprang and took my teammate's gun on the floor and used it to cover him, forcing the opponents to take cover.

P.S to be continued...

reflected by Juls @ 12:14 am

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