First of all, a disclaimer. Aside the fact that I'm a truly shitty photographer, a lot of the guys playing airsoft with us, are ex-military, public figures, security/police officers and would probably dislike being pictured. So I'm actually skipping lots of pics where these guys can be seenOk, while we wait for more pics, these are from another event, just the previous weekend.
The location:The Story:
In a post-apocalyptic world a virus has killed most of the humans, and nature is reclaiming the Earth.
Two factions battle for the land. The former Military, the Raiders, and smack down in the middle, a bunch of civilians.
Electronic devices were deployed in the field, that could be found with real detectors.
Also, cash, ingots, intel.
Lots of role-play in this one.
This was meant to be as a special airsoft event, for hardened players only. Camping conditions were poor, the game was meant to go on despite whatever weather conditions. No whiners, no quitters.
What actually happened:
Rain. Rain. Rain.
Hailstone.
OMGWTF I've never seen rain like this!
Rain. Rain. Rain.
Tents got flooded. Every single item got soaking wet. I quote one of the players:
"At some point I had a river, steadily flowing under my combat vest, down my back, and through my ass-crack."Yet we had no quitters.
I was part of the civilians, we were gathered at the run-down log cabin you saw in the pictures. It was raining through the ceilings everywhere, yet we really had it easy compared to the guys outside.
Crossing the camp, through the mud. My boots were more like clay statues so I just gave up on them. Hanging things to dry, in one of the very brief times we got without actual rainFire, warmth, we can dry our boots, hell yeah!I had to murder a huge tree to make that fire, but in the end, it was all worth it.
Checking the status of the... uhm... barbecue. We had a chef perpetually BBQ-ing meat. There was a godly scent drifting through the whole forest, torturing the ones battling it out in the rain.
Our guys resting in the improvized dormitoryThe rebels came to negotiate for some shelter, dry cigarettes and maybe some BBQ?But they had to pay dearly for them. With push-ups in the rain and mud.
You got rain?
We got BBQ, aye?This is how it feels to be wet