- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
Hmmmm... it must be at a time, deep within the bowels of danger canyon, four wheels bumped and spun against the cold metal flooring of the technological wonder. Hard pressed and eager to take the enemy by surprise, a blue team member makes his way through the very heart of the installation and on towards the enemy base. Suddenly, the tunnel ends and opens up to a series of thin, bridge crossings. Looking to his small vid map which also has a radar built into it, although it strangely was only recieving static, and determined the enterance to the enemy tunnel system was to the side of him. Heart pounding with the fear of falling over the edge all consuming, he carefull pulled the hog out on the ledge. He had to act quickly, for that emeny snipers could pick him off easily. It seemed as though time had stood still as his foot gunned the gas, and with tires spinning, hit the thin ledge. The fear became all consuming as the rear tires of the warthog fell off the edge, as the front wheels desperately fought for purchase onthe slick construction. With a roar of triumph, followed by the back wheels catching on the architecture, he entered the tunnel system that would lead him to the enemy flag. Just as he entered the tunnel, a surprise lay in wait. Four red units were making their way through the same tunnel and were surprised by the jeep peeling out in front of them. The shock was short lived on both sides as the driver gunned the engine, lurching the vehicle forward. The enemy began backpedaling quickly, throwing blowing blue balls of alien plasma. Two stuck to the hood, just then, some of the unlucky enemy were plastered to his hood and wheels. More grenades stuck to the hood and then the lone soldier knew he would not live. He kept on the gas, mowing down the last few units before his vision became a blur of blue and then blackness.