EVENT
WESTERN AIRSOFT
ORDERS & MISSIONS
Letters with orders/missions kept being delivered
by Pony Express to various players, or groups and
missions were carried out. We had to blow up a
mine shaft to try and seal one of the outlaw escape
routes but our dynamite must have got damp or
something, as both charges failed to blow. We had
great fun watching the long fuses slowly burn up
to the charges, waiting for a large bang each time
- that never came! As we stood around watching
we were ambushed by a group of outlaws and had
to withdraw, though we were still laughing at the
“explosives…”!
Our next mission was to try and get close to the
enemy base and search for Reaper’s stash of gold.
What we did find were outlaws hiding near a group of
tepees and this was the “moment of the day” for me.
As we were pinned down by the outlaws I managed
to hit four out of six shots with the Winchester, which
was my entire supply of luck for the day used up!
After that, my shooting returned back to not so lucky.
We managed to get to the tepees but we failed to
spot the hidden gold we were looking for.
The last two missions we did met with heavy
outlaw resistance and again some cool fighting and
trash talking between the two sides. On the bright
side, during this English John sold out Lt. Stewart to
The Reaper for his earlier betrayal and he got what
was coming to him. When he was eventually returned
to us, he did not look the same man, nor would he
even talk about it. And then it was time for the final
showdown of the day…
By the time the bells rang again the there was a
heap of dead outlaws, while most of the good guys
were still alive. Their lack of numbers on the final
battle had let them down…
Like all good endings, when we checked there was
no sign of The Reaper and his number two, Big John
Shelley… Somehow they seemed to have got out of
town alive! Luck today was on their side after all….
And with that it was over, a great day of fun. Some
folks started having pistol duels to settle scores and a
last chance for photos and to swap war stories.
People had travelled from all over the UK for this
small friendly game in the small town of Fireball and
I did not hear a single moan all day. In fact quite the
opposite, it was all praise and even though I have
to admit I was sceptical coming into the game as
the roleplay element is not really my cup of tea, the
balance was good and I enjoyed myself immensely.
Maybe at the next one the Reaper won’t be so
lucky and won’t be able to run away! AA
FINAL SHOWDOWN
The Reaper and Marshal English John had received
letters arranging for a showdown.
The “Good Guys” lined up in the town as the
townsfolk hid.
Music played throughout the town, giving it that
“spaghetti western” feel.
Slowly the outlaws came into town along two
streets and lined up against us.
They were outgunned but this did not stop them…
The music continued and we just stared and
twitched our gun hands…
I could see the Reaper was looking at me and I
stared back at him.
The music stopped and the church bells rang…
As soon as the bells started both sides drew and
opened fire on the enemy. I took a hit straight to the
knee from The Reaper and dropped to one knee while
getting a couple of shots off at him, hitting him in the
arm.
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