Post by Mavro on Oct 17, 2005 13:52:23 GMT -5
I thought this was a good review to bring over from the A5OG, in case anyone was interested in going to Liberty for a scenario game...
Well, another great day of scenario gaming passed us by and I just thought I'd write a re-cap of how the day progressed.
Introduction
It all started Saturday morning at 5:30AM. 22 of us left Brooklyn and Queens in NYC, and headed up to Patterson, NY for the six-hour scenario game at Liberty Paintball. When we arrived at 8:30, we were glad to see that the weather was clear and mild, dispelling any fears that we would get rained on. We paid our fees, gassed-up our tanks, were assigned to the blue team, and prepared our markers for the day's "festivities."
The logistics
The scenario worked in the following way:
1) All 350 acres were opened into one enormous playing field.
2) There were two teams; red and blue (about 200 per team).
3) Each team had a home base and there were two neutral bases ripe for the taking.
4) Ownership of a base for 30 minutes added points to the teams' scores.
5) Re-insertion every 20 minutes.
The game
The red team started out with a good foothold on some key strategic points on the field, giving the blue team a hard time advancing. We were pinned at the Crypt, our insertion point, and couldn't get reinforcements to our front line. Our general (I can't remember his name), was MIA for the entire first half so most of our people were running around without orders. Most of the players were newbies playing for the first time. The red team also had control of the game's only command tank, which gave us a real hard time in the east village.
My group rounded up about 30 stragglers and started a concentrated effort to plow through the opforce and start the forward advance. After capturing a neutral base, we turned our attention toward defending it. For the remainder of the first half, I lay hidden in the bushes well ahead of the base, picking off unsuspecting reds. Gotta love ghille suits. It took me twenty minutes to crawl to my position while less-experienced players ran ahead, heedless of my warnings, but it was well worth it to watch them walk off the field with their arms up and their barrel plugs in. When the alarm sounded for the one-hour lunch break, I walked into the staging area and accidentally startled the mother of one of the younger players.
The break
When was the last time you saw a llama at a paintball field? Well I saw one. While eating lunch, a llama walked right up to us looking for food. I'm not sure which sight was more surprising; watching me in my ghille walk out of the jungle, or a llama walk up to the picnic area to beg for food. Some people thought it would be a good idea to slap a blue armband on it and ride it to victory, but that idea never worked out.
The second half
The second half of the day proved just as interesting as the first. The red team took control of the top of the Ravine which kept us from advancing out of the Maze. It was at this front line that I saw the general for the first time. He was running around the back, barking orders at anyone who would listen (he sounded more like a yelping chihuahua). The two red snipers at the top of the ravine (over 300ft away) weren't able to penetrate the tree line where we were, but also weren't letting us cross the clearing safely. The general kept yelling for Flatlines but none of us responded since we knew that even a Flatline couldn't effectively propel a paintball at an upward angle at more than 175ft. We just ignored him, threw a few pink gas grenades, and leapfrogged our way to the other side.
The blue team took control of a few more major locations and was able to dominate the field for the remainder of the day. Our tank (a modified van) crashed into the protective netting surrounding one of the fields, and lost its turret, thereby incapacitating it. Our efforts were great, but not enough to win the game. The red team won by a score of 1050 to 750.
Closing
Overall it was a great time. I had the opportunity to command an ad-hoc squad that produced viable results for the team, I met lots of great people from the SpecialOps Brigade (whom I hope will email me if they ever read this post), I donned my A5OG jersey, and I learned a lot about sniper movement and tactics. I hope to play with some A5OGers in the near future.
That's about it. If I come up with anything else, I'll be sure to add it.
Take care,
Mavro
Well, another great day of scenario gaming passed us by and I just thought I'd write a re-cap of how the day progressed.
Introduction
It all started Saturday morning at 5:30AM. 22 of us left Brooklyn and Queens in NYC, and headed up to Patterson, NY for the six-hour scenario game at Liberty Paintball. When we arrived at 8:30, we were glad to see that the weather was clear and mild, dispelling any fears that we would get rained on. We paid our fees, gassed-up our tanks, were assigned to the blue team, and prepared our markers for the day's "festivities."
The logistics
The scenario worked in the following way:
1) All 350 acres were opened into one enormous playing field.
2) There were two teams; red and blue (about 200 per team).
3) Each team had a home base and there were two neutral bases ripe for the taking.
4) Ownership of a base for 30 minutes added points to the teams' scores.
5) Re-insertion every 20 minutes.
The game
The red team started out with a good foothold on some key strategic points on the field, giving the blue team a hard time advancing. We were pinned at the Crypt, our insertion point, and couldn't get reinforcements to our front line. Our general (I can't remember his name), was MIA for the entire first half so most of our people were running around without orders. Most of the players were newbies playing for the first time. The red team also had control of the game's only command tank, which gave us a real hard time in the east village.
My group rounded up about 30 stragglers and started a concentrated effort to plow through the opforce and start the forward advance. After capturing a neutral base, we turned our attention toward defending it. For the remainder of the first half, I lay hidden in the bushes well ahead of the base, picking off unsuspecting reds. Gotta love ghille suits. It took me twenty minutes to crawl to my position while less-experienced players ran ahead, heedless of my warnings, but it was well worth it to watch them walk off the field with their arms up and their barrel plugs in. When the alarm sounded for the one-hour lunch break, I walked into the staging area and accidentally startled the mother of one of the younger players.
The break
When was the last time you saw a llama at a paintball field? Well I saw one. While eating lunch, a llama walked right up to us looking for food. I'm not sure which sight was more surprising; watching me in my ghille walk out of the jungle, or a llama walk up to the picnic area to beg for food. Some people thought it would be a good idea to slap a blue armband on it and ride it to victory, but that idea never worked out.
The second half
The second half of the day proved just as interesting as the first. The red team took control of the top of the Ravine which kept us from advancing out of the Maze. It was at this front line that I saw the general for the first time. He was running around the back, barking orders at anyone who would listen (he sounded more like a yelping chihuahua). The two red snipers at the top of the ravine (over 300ft away) weren't able to penetrate the tree line where we were, but also weren't letting us cross the clearing safely. The general kept yelling for Flatlines but none of us responded since we knew that even a Flatline couldn't effectively propel a paintball at an upward angle at more than 175ft. We just ignored him, threw a few pink gas grenades, and leapfrogged our way to the other side.
The blue team took control of a few more major locations and was able to dominate the field for the remainder of the day. Our tank (a modified van) crashed into the protective netting surrounding one of the fields, and lost its turret, thereby incapacitating it. Our efforts were great, but not enough to win the game. The red team won by a score of 1050 to 750.
Closing
Overall it was a great time. I had the opportunity to command an ad-hoc squad that produced viable results for the team, I met lots of great people from the SpecialOps Brigade (whom I hope will email me if they ever read this post), I donned my A5OG jersey, and I learned a lot about sniper movement and tactics. I hope to play with some A5OGers in the near future.
That's about it. If I come up with anything else, I'll be sure to add it.
Take care,
Mavro
