It's a quiet day in the city known as Quarantine. Families are doing laundry, kids are playing in the dust and sand. A yell breaks the silence... "THEY ARE CROSSING SOUTH!!!" yells Trip. Shots ring out... and keep ringing.. and ringing... and ringing. They finally stop with a yell of "RELOADING!!!". From an unkown position more shots ring out. These shots are different, distinct, accurate even. A voice comes across the radio, "one confirmed down". Sir Lucient adjusts his mustache and sights up his next kill. Another voice comes across the radio, "We only killed one with 300 rounds?" asks Koz_Dany. More shots, this time far far away from the objective. Trip gets on the radio this time "You still alive BZ?". A couple of clicks confirm that our mad man has somehow managed to get deep within enemy lines and disrupt their plan of attack. Tyler calls out that he would like to rotate, and after assessing the defense Trip gives him the go ahead. Sparrows chimes in over the radio "Do we still have eyes on the objective?" Multiple responses of yes. More shots. Trip yells to his teammates to hold the left while he pushes the enemy that way. PKM shots ring out. The enemy rushes towards the objective in their confusion and fear. Sparrows and Koz_Dany finish them off swiftly with some well placed shots and once again the battlefield is quiet, except for Trip because he can never be quiet.