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It had grown dark, and the figures of the enemy team stood out like shadows against the pine thicket accross the road. Graham and I had been filling waterballoons since 18:30, and we had around 75 to 100 filled so far. Graham who came up with the codename Phothepson Abdul for himself kept talking about how they were getting ready to attack and he was getting tense. In reality the three had just finished playing cards and were checking their weapons. Yet the constant taunts from my sister were sinking into the mind and had become anoying. Earlier Photehepson and I hunted down my brother, and pegged him with waterballoons. In retaliation Cobra and Buccanneer, stole some of our flour bombs, and got two good hits on Phothepson and I. Phothepson could not contain himself, and had to get revenge. Gripping one of his Storm Tsunami Force 2s tightly he set off into the dark on a raid. Judging by the sillouettes he had caused quite a disturbance and had taken some good shots. I grabbed some waterballoons and covered his retreat. The enemy failed to pursue, not one shot of the enemy had found its mark, and my comrade was as dry as I was. This time I joined in, and attacked from the right flank, with a barrage of waterballoons, and the other Storm 2. After this we had to refill, and the enemy had got right ticked. They came after us in a fury, and we had to run seperate ways with them right on our heals. Regrouping in the woods we waited for the Black Cobras (name = color + animal... how original). Photehepson took up a position semi visible in Fort Salamandastron, and I hid in the shadows of nearby trenches. The enemy almost surrounded the fort and had a feusalaide of water pouring onto it. Two of the enemy had to run to refill, and the rest were within Armageddon's range. I picked out the one with the flashlight who was shining it at the fort and zoomed in my focus on my enemy. Hidden in the black of night I pulled the trigger, "wooosh, bam" went the greeting of water against my foe who dropped the flashlight. I ran out to cover Phothepson who was getting down from the fort, and found that my victim was my 8 year old sister who was really mad at me by now. We escaped to the road, but I got a good hit in the right side by Cobra's lethal 2700 which had a modigied 20x nozzle, and Phothepson was shot by Hellbringer's 1200. Cobra yelled back at me and started taunting me. We ran into the street and I challenged Cobra to a 1 on 1 battle. Each side agreed, at this point it only being 3 on 2, so we made our way under the street light at the end of the road each with our guns. His first shot fell short as I dodged it, stepping to the side and firing back. My first shot was a good direct hit to the upper chest, in which the spectators aproved as a hit. The next shot was swerved and hit my feet, but this was not a legal hit. I ran to the left and fired hitting him again, making it 2 to 0 on a 5 hit game. Cobra ran at me with his half loaded 2700 and got a shot off, it wasn't very acurate, but it spilled all over me. This time I missed my shot and he hit me again. Both of us hit our next shots, then I dodged and unloaded a final blow on his shoulder. By this time both of us were out of water, and we retired for the night, each team taking turns using the faucet to fill up. We went inside and talked online at Aquatica, then watched "A Knight's Tale" before going to sleep. Day 4 Pictures
Day 5 (May 11th)
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