Anticipation grows as the sound of the
enemy closes in on your location. Your heart
races as the adrenaline flows through your
body. Smoke covers the area in front of you
making visibility even more difficult. You look
over your shoulder to the trees and see your
fellow teammates advancing towards the
front lines while dodging a barrage of paint
from enemy forces. Will you go it alone, or
will you be the head of the spear and lead
your teammates to victory?
On an early Sunday morning in the quaint
town of Angelica, New York, excitement
grew as people lined their cars all the way
to the street at GRC Paintball. Tents were
pitched next to the cars of people that spent
the night, wasting no time in the morning
getting ready for the long battle ahead.
The sun was shining brightly overhead as
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everyone made their way to the field for
the start of the match. From families with
young kids, military veterans and everyone
in between, people from all over came ready
and willing to give their all in order to claim
victory for their side.
It was time for the battle to begin. The British
forces marched towards the designated
starting area on the outer edge of the forest,
while the Americans made their way to fortify
and defend Bunker Hill, navigating the dense
trees and uneven terrain. Teammates were
discussing strategy and forming small groups
to attack the enemy forces and capture their
flag. The horn sounded, signaling the start of
the game, and both sides held nothing back.