Like chess pieces strategically placed on a chessboard, the troops stood firmly and strongly on the battle field with weapons drawn and ready to strike. The young vs. the old in what would be the first epic battle in our COD4 saga.
Then it began! Shots rang out, grenades danced through the air. Bodies lay bloody and beaten, wheelchairs lay broken on the floor. Was that a baby bottle made to resemble a molotov cocktail? A soiled diaper perhaps? It was impossible to tell as the shrapnel covered every inch of the battle field.
The young played with insatiable bloodlust. The old with wits. But it was not enough for their feeble bodies....sadly, the old lost the fight.
Congratulations to THE YOUNG WHIPPER-SNAPPERS! You deserve the bragging rights.
Good games. Until next time.
A very special thanks to Dess and Nightwalker for filling in as alternates.