I was on the far side of the feild. I was armed with a standard rifle and paint baloon. They had bikes, paint traps, and other things. The only thing we had as an advantage was a bigger camp and a slingshot wagon with four large wagons, a block of large woodwth a hole, and a sling shot the size of a person. We had paint baloons, so we could win. I was assistant leader, and in the front. The camps had tents and things. We had a shed. The other team hat their bikes charge, and we fired at will. I took a bike and used a paint baloon on their camp. I rode back. Everyone charged, and it was a huge battle. The old warehouse was also used as a battle ground too. Me and my friend, Chris, ran in, with stolen paint buckets, thwowning it on everyone. Then, he was shot multiple times. He and I stole lines from Lord of the Rings. then, he was put out from pain. I fell on my knees, crying, swearing revenge. An hour later, we went back too then camps. The scientist made a large bomb and glider. I was the pilot, from experience. The large cliff was my ambush ground. We were surrounded by cliffs. I did a bombing on the camp. But They had rich kids, who could get AA paint guns. I was shoked when more gliders came for me. I got my back up gun and shot, forcing them to go down. I had to swirl down and land. The landing spot had a flashlight, like me. I had to jump off, hurting me a little. The whole week was going to be war. No parents could come, all signed a contract. The scientist worked on a bomb that could destroy their camp. The nex two days were no real importaint things. It was tuesday. I was watching the t.v. when I saw a glider in the air. The other team, red and blue striped flag, made an outpost. The road connecting us was blocked by a fence. Our solid red flag with a yellow circle was on the captain shed, the biggest. Then, the place flooded. The battle ground was 5 feet lower then the camps or warehouse. They started boats and flooded the place. We only had an emergency raft. This battle was made on water. We had one extra slingshot, small enough to fit on the raft. I, again, piloted. I had to fire at them. After 2 boats, I was sunk and swam back. It was a battle until the next day, thursday. We made boats, and acted like we were fighters and destroyers. Then the water sank back down. Friday was the final battle. We had land and air. The river in there made sea. It was brutal. The whole place was like a rainbow. Then, we haulted. Their leader was taken, and shot. The fighting slowly ended. and that night, we made a huge camp, and went on the next day protecting it from the kids with the purple flag. Together, we made nice breakthroughs in paint. Then the richest kid had a pool party with everyone, as celibration, and I stored all of the weapons and other things made in my huge basement, so we could fight the other neighborhods for control, and we ruled, all as one, with advanced paint fighting.
The End.
