Colin Allen

Is your PDW metal or plastic?

I have a Double Bell KAC PDW; it can run on Nuprol Stanags.

I will keep an eye out for someone swearing at an M16A1! A lot of mine are of a similar vintage; I quite often wander around with an L1A1. Looking at their rules, I can see why you were confused about grenades: No pyro or flash-bang grenades Keep all grenades under head height Grenades hit a 3-5m radius, barrels and curtains don’t protect you

Say hello next time :).

Defending Atropia.

It has indeed. I wonder why he is having trouble selling it. Definitely a dreamer!

Why? Why? Why?

It is a Raven.

What an utter cunt.

On a bright, sunny morning, I set off for Splatoon. The site was busy, but not as packed as I have seen it. On arriving, my first task was to test the green furnitured LCT AK74 that I have been working on after buying it with a locked up gearbox. It ran very nicely, shooting past the end of the 50m range with good accuracy at 0.96J. It will soon be making an appearance in the Classifieds. After getting everything ready and having a chat with some of the other players, it was time for the first game. This was a simple domination, using the container village field and the middle field. In each field is a spinner; at the end of the game, the team with their colour pointing up won that field. I decided to join the group that were going into the middle field as I prefer that to the container village. We quickly reached the spinner, set it with blue pointing up and settled in to defend it. The yellow team made several strong pushes to try to reach it, but their attacks withered away each time as we made the best use of our defensive positions and communicated well with each other. When the game came to an end, we set off back to the safe zone, meeting up with our colleagues who had been in the container village; they had also secured the spinner after a rather harder fought battle. Huzzah! Victory! After reloading up and taking on fluids, we set off for a fallback game; the defenders had one life in each of four zones and, as the attackers, we had infinite regens on a marshal who followed 10m behind our rearmost player. Possibly due to the heat, our initial attack was sluggish, but we eventually cleared the first zone before regrouping to attack the second zone; this went rather more quickly and, in the third phase, we found ourselves facing the usual problem of breaking into the first half of the container village, which involves running across the front of the defenders to get into the somewhat dubious cover of a black helicopter, which then acts as a base to push forward. After initially struggling to get to the helicopter, we eventually succeeded and started to push forward, clearing the first phase of the village after a fairly intense fight. Once the defenders had reset in the second section of the container village, we again pushed forward, coming up against a spirited defence that was gradually worn down until one of our players was able to make a run for the grey helicopter and get a hand on it, signalling the end of the game. Luncheon was then taken. After we had dined and hydrated, we set off for another domination game, this time across all three fields. Each team had one riot shield, which could take five hits before having to go back to regen; this didn't seem to have much impact on play. Again, I found myself in the middle field, where we repeated our earlier performance and had the spinner on blue all through the game. Unfortunately, our colleagues in the other two fields did not fare so well and we lost 2-1. Following yet more essential hydration, we embarked on the reverse of the earlier fallback game, with us now being the defenders. In the first two zones, I took up favourite positions on the right flank, holding up the enemy who were trying to push down that side. In the third phase in the first half of the container village, I had great fun potting enemy players who were trying to run to the black helicopter until a BB skimmed my trouser leg. Falling back to set up a position for the final phase, I dug myself into some bushes on the edge of the field (players were only allowed 1m into the bordering wood) and took out a lot of attackers as they moved across my front until a sniper got me. The enemy's time to reach the helicopter was four minutes quicker than ours. When we got back to the safe zone, a quick head count was taken and it became obvious that we had been seriously outnumbered, with the enemy team being 70% larger than ours as more of our players than theirs had succumbed to the heat and called it a day. After the teams were rebalanced, we went out for a last game. The Yellow team had to transport a rather large cuddly toy zebra from their start point in the woods behind the container village to the safe zone entrance. They had infinite regens on a marshal and we had one life in each field. Only their nominated player could carry the zebra, which was nearly as big as him. Our defence in the container village collapsed rather rapidly as we did not have enough players to cover the frontage; after holding off their attack in the centre, I was hit by an attacker who had taken out the chap to my right and sneaked onto my flank. A marshal commiserated with me on my misfortune. Falling back to the middle field, we came under great pressure from the attackers, but held them off for longer than expected, with the HK53 dealing out hits at surprisingly long ranges. However, I was eventually hit and headed back to the lower field, where we put up a stalwart defence, picking off the attackers as they moved down the slope in the general direction of the safe zone entrance. It became clear that they were trying to work round our left, so I moved that way and took up a new position. Unfortunately, an incident then occurred which has brought shame and dishonour on me. Just as I was about to take a shot at one of the attackers, one of my colleagues popped up and I shot him in the back of the head. Being a gentleman, I apologised profusely for shooting him, took the hit and left him to fight on. At least a little bit of honour is restored, but I shall probably have to travel to the colonies and live under an assumed name for the rest of my days and farm kangaroos or something. Fortunately, the enemy failed to get the zebra to its destination before the 16:00 whistle went, signalling the end of the game and of a very good day of airsoft. Weapons used: Classic Army HK33 Classic Army HK53 ASG XP18 Commander (CO2)

That is correct. It pulls the spring guide into place, stabilising the spring.

Nuprol.

Even if you had been single-handedly ruining the enemy team, there would no excuse for him to behave that way. Far too many sites are run or marshalled by people who should never be doing so. Maybe it is time to find another site?

Per Wikipedia: A racegun or race gun is a firearm that has been modified for accuracy, speed, and reliability.

Very possibly. Many HK and mainland Chinese in the UK have bank accounts back home.

It sounds like that chap should not be a marshal. However much I might agree with him, he is there to do a job; berating a player for acting in a way that the site allows is completely out of order.

Having recovered from the band's 25th Birthday gig last weekend, I set off to Airsoft Plantation for a day of airsoft. Around 140 players were present. We started with a rarity for AP, a capture the flag game. In the first iteration, the defenders (blue) were protecting a flag that they had positioned in the mortar pits, while we (red) had to get a hand onto it. The defenders had two lives while we had infinite regens by moving 30m back. This was a fast paced game with us working as a team to break down the defence, which we did very efficiently and effectively. The SR47, despite being a little low on power, was reaching out and touching heads that appeared over the berms. After we had achieved the objective, the game was turned around; again, our teamwork and communication paid off and we put up a coordinated defence, which the attackers struggled to break down, taking 50% longer to achieve the objective. After a return to the safe zone to mag up, we set off for a two stage game in which we were the defenders. The blue team, who started at the border, had to get into the village, find a case containing a smoke grenade and then transport it to the DEA base, where they had to get it inside the plane and set the smoke grenade off. They had infinite regens on a buddy 30m behind them, while we had two lives in the village and two anywhere the other side of the firebreak. The fight in the village was epic; I started near the pond and, again, was part of a coordinated and communicative team that held the enemy up for a long time until we were eventually overrun. Pulling back to the other side of the village, I engaged in another fight against the attackers before being hit again, whereupon I headed for the DEA base and concealed myself in a favourite bush from where I got a lot of hits, including a fabulous one on a chap who was just about to throw a grenade and promptly dropped it at his own feet, taking out a couple of his colleagues :). However, after shooting one lad, I heard him telling those near him where I was as he walked back to find someone to regen on; I was then quite quickly taken out after a short firefight with a couple of attackers, although one of them also had to go back and regen. I fell back to join my few remaining colleagues who, having been pushed back from the plane, were trying to prevent the enemy reaching it. Despite rapidly diminishing numbers, we held them off for a considerable time until they managed to achieve their objective in a time of 52 minutes. After lunch, the two stage game was reversed. Working well as a team, we stormed into the village, taking out the defenders fairly rapidly despite them putting up a hard fight. After locating the smoke grenade in its case, we launched what developed into a three pronged attack on the DEA base, with the strongest group, of which I was part, taking the case and its smoke grenade by the longest route via Swaziland. Pushing rapidly towards the DEA base, whose defenders had already been whittled down by those who had taken more direct routes, a small group made a sprint for the plane and set off the smoke grenade inside it. Our time was considerably shorter than that of the blue team. After another return to the safe zone to mag up, we set off for another flag based game. We started at the border and had to both defend a flag located in the casino and get a hand on another in the DEA base. The blue team, who started at Swaziland, had to defend the flag in the DEA base and get a hand on the one in the casino. Each side had five medics, who were the only people who could regen casualties. We decided to split the team into two groups; approximately two thirds of the team, including three medics, would set off for the DEA base, while the rest of us defended the casino. A group of us positioned ourselves in the village so that the enemy could not move through it. However, they never came anywhere near it so, eventually becoming aware of some fighting to our left rear, we moved towards that, intercepting some of the blue team as they attacked the casino. Just as we fought them off, our attacking group penetrated the DEA base and a player got a hand on the flag. It was a really good day of well organised and well played airsoft. Despite losing every game, the blue team players played really well; however, we played as a team, which made the difference. Weapons used: Hurricane/G&P SR47 DBoys AKMS ASG Commander XP18 (CO2)

I have both and they do seem to feed well in everything, particularly the stanags.

The point I am making is that you originally stated that you used a debit card and then stated that you told your bank it was a bank transfer. The one time I use a debit card, I get done like this mate, lesson learnt, will see what they say Lloyds, I made sure I said private seller and bank transfer. One or other of those statements has to be incorrect.

Yet now you are saying it was a bank transfer?

I am terribly sorry to learn of what must be a devastating loss for all of you.

That is a good outcome.

I rather like that idea.

We had noticed. 😉

Stick it in the appraisals thread that I pointed out to you.