Chapter 4: Spah 'round Here
"SPY!" cried out the Sniper. He's always alert, so at least we know it isn't a nervous twitch.
He has that large blade of his out, carefully scanning the area for the enemy Spy. I make my way over and begin filling the air with flames. He's bound to be close to get our Sniper's attention. There, he's on fire, the Sniper takes a his rifle out fast and hits him and sends him tumbling to the floor. Well that was an easy defeat, then again most Spies are not that smart.
"Five minutes left in the mission."
Time seems to be a deciding factor in our line of work. If we don't win or lose before that timer ends then we all lose, as if this was some sick game. Well we just have to push into the last point. Heavy and Medic should be able to get through and the rest of us support as best as possible. This enemy though feels like they really want to push us back.
Another Kritzkrieg assault. This time I get taken down by the sudden attack. I curse profoundly beneath this mask of mine once I re spawn. I survey this room we come to. It's somewhat small for all the men who come here. I know the team is doing all right. There haven't been any further respawns so far. I take a minute and look at the cheap "lockers" they provide for us. I go to mine and take out a hat that I found not long ago, well it's not much of a hat, it's really a glove but it fits snugly atop my gas mask. I'll wear it out there, makes me feel special.
"Three minutes left in the mission."
I'm back out in the battlefield. Just three minutes. We need to push forward if we want to win. Maybe we can win...
"GWAAAAAH," it was our Medic! But how? Then I spot the reason, that maniacal Pyro has an Axetinguisher. Clever for such an insane counterpart. The Heavy turns him into Swiss cheese with that minigun of his. I attempt to lead our team for a sneak attack, I get one volunteer, our drunkard. Well that's enough to get rid of any sentries. We make our way around a back way to the enemy, most likely covered by a sentry
A beeping tells us that there is one. Where is hard to know exactly, but we know it's here.
A/N: Okay so it's been a few weeks since I updated. College got in the way, so did some many hours of torching, exploding and backstabbing people.
And I so wish I had the Respectless Rubber Glove.
I still don't know where I'll end this series, but I'm sure it won't be for a few more chapters. Hope everyone reading enjoys and I would like criticism in the reviews if I get any more from here on.
And thank you for reading in general.
-Bl1nd3ye.