An awesome airsoft war with a twist.

Chapter 1

Down in a valley along a small fresh mountain creek a run down and ransacked cabin sat. A dirt road snaked across the mountain and ended a couple dozen yards before the cabin. From there a small almost nonexistent path led up to the cabin. The cabin had a small yard in front of it. Directly in front of the cabin was the crick flowing past the front door and on down the valley. Across from the cabin was a old mine. In front of the crick was a log fence with an opening in front of the cabin’s door. Between the door and the opening was a thick amount of nailed boards. Used like a drawbridge by the inhabitants.

The inhabitants were four boys. They sat around a table/gigantic wire spool. The table was littered with Airsoft weaponry. Two of them went about cleaning some of the weapons. The other two looked out the windows and door.

One of the boys cleaning a spring powered rifle looked around and said, “The others aught to be here soon.”

“How do you know?” Asked another as he looked out a window.

“I can here by bro’s truck coming.” The boy said with a smile.

Sure enough the sound of a truck was heard coming towards them.

They all got up and went over to the window that faced the opening valley and where the creek flowed. Down through the trees they could see a beaten up SUV turning around in the circle that was the end of the road. When it stopped and the engine shut off out burst six others. They grabbed their gear and ran up the deer path then into the cabin.

The last person in grinned and said to the boy sitting at the table, “Hey Calvin what’s up?”

Calvin got up and said to his older brother, “Not much Larry, how about you.” They slid each other some skin, then Calvin went to the table and said, “Alright guys pay up.” Everyone pulled out five bucks and gave it to him. It was like charity. These airsofters paid him five bucks to come up and airsoft on his land or his parents land. They all were his friends on some degree. “Now here are the weapons, two bucks per gun pistol or rifle. I have two AEG you can borrow those for ten bucks each.”

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