Steadying himself behind the rifle, Zeke calmed his breath, his real breath, feeling the cool, curved steel of the trigger. With a gentle press he sent the first round sailing, the hot lead cracking over the open space in a flash, striking the target like lightning from on high. The imaginary bullet struck the enemy soldier in the head, killing his avatar instantly. Zeke was stunned.
"There's no way you hit him," Tyrin said, amazed. "That's a shot for a sniper, not an assault kit."
Not bothering to answer, Zeke instead took advantage of the confusion on the enemy building, firing off a string of five shots, each one resulting in a kill, his score slowly tallying up in the bottom left corner of his vision, with bonuses being applied for the ranges he was shooting from. A quick glance showed that Zeke was now at the top of the scoreboard.
"Still doubting me?" Zeke asked his friend.
"Still want to doubt me?" Zeke asked his friend.
"Say the word and I'll follow," Tyrin laughed.
Zeke opened his mouth to reply, but his voice was replaced by a crashing thunderclap which threw both players across the building top. Zeke felt his ears pop from the pressure wave, warm blood trickling down his jawline. Rolling over onto his stomach, Zeke pulled himself to his feet and saw that the segment of roof he and Tyrin had been standing on had been blown apart, a shot being made by one of the walkers down in the square below. Someone had figured out where they were shooting from. His head still buzzing, Zeke reached up tho his ear and his hand came away wet.
"Let's fall back and rejoin the rest of the infantry," Tyrin said, his voice sounding distant.
Zeke still shook his head. "Not if we want to win. We're taking out those tanks."
Tyrin could only laugh at the absurdity, his grin audible in his voice. "Hell, I'm in for anything at this point. You're like a force of nature in here."
"Still good with those AT mines?" Zeke asked.
"Yeah, why?" Tyrin replied.
"Because we're going to bump up your score," Zeke said. "We're jumping across the square, and you're going to do damage while we're airborne."
"Because it's time to bump up your score," Zeke said. "We're jumping across the square, and you're going to do some serious damage while we're airborne."
"Okay, I'm not that good," Tyrin huffed.
"I'm okay, but I'm not that good," Tyrin huffed.
"It's okay, I'll tell you when to drop them, just follow my lead," Zeke said, already turning to face the direction he wanted to parachute.
"This is crazy and I love it," Tyrin said.
"Ready and go!" Zeke said, taking off at a run towards the jagged and smoking lip of the building.
He made sure Tyrin was right beside him, timing his run perfectly so that they both pushed off from the building edge simultaneously, beginning the free fall portion of what was about to become an ambitiously violent base jump.
"Read and chute," Zeke commanded, watching Tyrin's hand in perfect clarity so that he deployed his chute at the same time.
Glancing down, Zeke saw they were right over the enemy armor, their shadows flitting over the steel monsters, their thin top armor making him salivate. With the ground already rushing closer, and attention turning to the two very out of place parachutists, Zeke started shouting Tyrin was to drop his mines.
"Ready and drop! Ready and drop! Ready and...drop!"
The cadence filled the air as Zeke judged the timing on each deployment, a small but potent mine leaving Tyrin's hand on each signal. The dense bundles tumbled down and landed almost directly atop their targets, exploding violently based on proximity to enemy units. The hot drafts of air washed over the two players, smoke and fire extending their flight, pushing them higher.
Zeke and Tyrin hit the ground running, their chutes automatically detaching. They were now in a mad sprint across fifty meters of open air, moving between columns of enemy tanks driven by angry and surprised players. Unable to react in time to the quick moving infantry, the tanks crashed into one another, trying to position themselves for a kill shot. One tank managed to fire his main cannon, only to have another player on the same team intercept the shell, the hull blowing out in roiling flame.
Zeke put his shoulder through the glass door of the building, which gave under his weight. With Tyrin following close behind, he began a mad ascent up the structure, knowing he had a collection of rocket launchers waiting for him at the top, laughing the whole way up.
Without looking back, Zeke put his shoulder through the glass door of the target building, which shattered under the impact. With Tyrin following close behind, he began a crazed ascent up the structure, knowing he had a collection of rocket launchers waiting for him at the top and exposed enemy armor at the bottom. Zeke laughed the whole way up.