World War III

Phewwww! BANG! Paint splatters over my mask as I stumble through the vines of Ngamuwahine Forest. I taste the distinct taste of the oily essence of the paint ball as it seeps through my mask. "Cover Me!" I Scream. After a couple of seconds Aaron turns up beside me. "Lets go!" I Say eagerly as we sprint through the forest. BANG! I feel the pain in my upper thigh as I run. I vaguely see the Fluroecent Orange flag in the distance as I race as fast as a man on getting shot to the flag, Ignoring the ain in my leg getting pelted over and over again. "Got it!" I say to my self. I feel the wind brushing past my face as I run like a mad man to the bunker. "I've got the flag!" I scream out as I look down at my colourful legs. There's only one word I could say "AGAIN!"