The Infiltration

"Go go go!" Shouted Daniel. I sprinted, crouching not making noise. I shot all 6 bullet off my revolver. All hit him square in the belly. "Good shot!" Daniel said. One less enemy to take down. I took my shells out, filled up, placed my gas, and stood up. A guy shouted like a terrorist "Alahuakbah!" I shot him in the chest as his M19 pistol hit my chest 6 times. I still resisted. A guy came behind and shouted "BANZAI!" He had a Glock 18. Miss. That was because he was running. I shot him easy in the stomach 2 times. My last 3 bullets were wasted on a insane person jumping a me shooting blindly with an MP5K. Daniel took my back as reinforcements to our team came. Daniels Desert eagle shot another person. "Traguvitch!" we shouted. It was a Russian word meaning 'Targo or enemy down!' from Call of Duty 4, Modern Warfare.

Hey, anyone hungry? I said. It was break, and we had pizza. This time, I had borrowed a ghillie suit (Extreme camouflage.) I lied in the grass, though disgusted by the ants, spiders, and cockroaches around. Oh yeah, I borrowed a Type 96 so yeah. I shot and hit a sand bag. It stood still.I Advanced.I threw the sniper over my back, and switched with my AK-74 or AK-47 (I couldn't really tell the difference.) A guy reloading was behind the car. I flashed to Automatic and fired. A long line hit his stomach square. He tumbled over. He screamed. I would need to get the heck outta here. I heard some shout.I ran into the dirt. I knew a lot of the boys don't check the bushes.I lay and waited. It was actually sort of comfortable when I lyed.

I lyed for two minutes. I almost fell asleep. I turned the radio on. I whispered "Reinforcements in the dumpster Vin." "Okay, I copy. Where is your position and status? Over." I told him. "There is a bush right behind the dumpster, and I am currently outnumbered 3-1." And that was it. I waited. then, four teammates appeared behind the bushes. One said, "It sure stinks..." I jumped straight out and charged not shouting.I shot. I was shot with a guy with a Double Eagle Shotgun. Three bullets hit me. I gasped. I stood. The instructor didn't see me. I continued.

I avoided gun fire, up the stairs. I picked some guys out with my sniper, bolt-action. I remembered the time some people in our class cluster were watching a Civil War movie and some boys and girls said "Oh... Its a semi-automatic gun." It was bolt action... Hilarious. Anyways, where was I? Right. I took the guards out.I shot through the window of the other base. In a hurry, they rushed over. 'Big mistake!' I thought. I shot as many as possible. I climbed down for some Close-Quarters.

I crawled. I was followed by a parade f bullets. I took him out with my sniper, getting shot 6 times. I climbed up the stairs, and I looked around. An over turned couch. I shot the wall behind to ricochet, just in case. Startled cries. That would be the rest of the guards. It won't be long before a patrol squad comes... I grabbed the flag in the center of the building. I slung my AK-74 or 47 loose at my waist. So I held the flag in the other hand. I climbed down, on my way.

I exited the door cautiously. I took constant cover, A guy walked right past, I held my breath and hoped he wouldn't see me. He didn't. A guy approached. I shot him, not taking chances. I was advancing.A patrol squad came, I was in trouble.

I slung the AK backwards, not bothering to put it on my back.I rushed, sprinting. I stabbed the flag next to ours, getting shot at least 15 times. I did it, at a price. We had won, because of me. I was proud, then, I collapsed, exhausted. The gun was uncomfortable, so I put them away. And waited for the instructor's call.