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Week 22 - Entry #18

22/3/2021

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The Reds And The Blues

The bank’s management team gathered at the fun-park for a day of team building. The day was hot and sultry, and the grass was dry and yellow all around the Paintball arena.
The group, geared up in helmets and padded ‘uniforms’ divided themselves into two teams, Red and Blue, each choosing their captain who had to guard their ‘headquarters’ as per the rules of the game. The rest, arming themselves with their guns, loaded up with paintballs took their positions around little forts, gunny sacks and trenches. The game began with a stint of gruella warfare, but pretty soon the shooting commenced.
Alan, one of the ‘soldiers’ from the Blue Team nudged his partner, Glen in the trench.
“If I can sneak up to those gunny sacks there,” he suggested, pointing with his nose where sweat bubbles glistened behind his helmet vizor, “I can get those Reds behind that wall. Cover me.”
With that he took off, crouching low as Glen with a yowl let fly his paintballs erratically. He got two of the Red Team in the process and whooped in exultation, ripping off his helmet and jumping up and down in the trench like a little boy.
Someone from the red team saw his chance and opened fire as well and Glen, in his jubilant jumping failed to realise that he had become a vulnerable target.
“Get under cover Glen,” Alan and other ‘Blues’ yelled from their various positions, but it was too late. A barrage of paintballs whizzed toward Glen, one which caught him in the left eye and splattered like a rotten tomato.
Alan shook his head, exclaiming to himself:
“That’s gotta hurt!”
Glen, having been ‘killed’ left the ground in disgust. Thankfully he didn’t lose his eye, but he did spend a week in hospital.

​© Cindy Pereira
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