[booyah8876]

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"The bomber's this way! I saw him run!" One of the CT's said it casually, as if he knew there weren't more guys. Like he would've scared them off.

Great. That meant that the other team saw him, and were coming my way, but I was hidden, and maybe I could take one of them out before I got shot.

PHOOM! They ran faster than the wind at their target, and I took aim. I heard that if you crouched, you would have better aim, so I got on one knee, and rested my gun against my shoulder, and my other hand held it up a lot easier than when I was standing up. They were slowing down to go around the corner to get to the center, and one of them crouched and sat still. That was my perfect opportunity, but then the other one crouched as well, and I was too busy wondering what was going on, and got distracted. I didn't fire, but watched them. They both sat there, and I wondered why they were doing it, but figured that they were waiting to see if the bomber came back that way. They were playing the waiting game. Which only meant that there were more of them coming around from the center. I knew what I was going to do right then and there. I was going to throw a grenade. A high explosive would be enough to make them die if they were hit previously, if not, then it would seriously injure them both., and I would open fire, definitely killing them both. Slowly, I pulled out an HE from my pack, trying to not make any noise, and pulled the pin, but I held the bar. When I got the mental capacity of the situation, I let go of the pin, and cooked it for a couple of seconds, and then threw it as hard as I could. It landed a few feet away from the second guy, but right next to the one that stopped first.

"SHIT! HE! Get out of the way!" The first CT sounded scared, and it was almost a rush to hear that. Especially because I knew that I caused it to happen.

It was too late. The grenade went off and killed the first one, and when the other one saw me, I opened fire. It felt like an hour, but it was only five seconds. I heard the bullets from the CT's M16A2 whizzing by my head, and cracking the wall behind me. I emptied my clip at the CT, but even when it was empty, and he was dead, I was still holding the trigger. It felt great to squeeze a clip at someone, and not really kill them, but only get rid of their character. Then again, I just killed someone, and I was thinking about that. I should've just ran for the "A" zone, but I didn't. I froze up, deep in thought about the events that just occurred, and I knew that someone had to have been watching me as they floated along. They probably thought I was an idiot, because I was acting like one. After a minute or so, I finally returned to reality, and realized I had a mission to accomplish, so I left the wall. As I was rounding the corner to the bridge, I saw another CT searching all of the boxes that were under the bridge. He must've been one of the people that got killed by Sarge last round.

"The bomb has been dropped!" I heard a global announcement. I wondered why the game made such a big deal about the bomb being dropped. The guy could've easily picked it back up. No big deal.

Then again, I couldn't believe the other guy dropped the bomb after he asked me to go check if the area was clear. I was going to yell at him the next time I saw him.

I turned my attention to the CT, and once again, I took aim at this guy, but I didn't fire right away, I wanted to watch again, just to get a feel of what the enemies' movements were like. When he got to the last box, he put his hand on his ear, I didn't know exactly what he said, but I think he told everyone that was alive on his team that there was no one in the bridge area. I thought that was good, because that meant he would've abandoned the area, and went to look for the bomber, but back to my streak, I was wrong. Whatever he told them, made them all show up. I counted five there, and when I checked the menu, I saw that was all of them. I noticed something else. I was the only one on my team alive. That meant the bomber died. I had to go pick up the bomb, and plant it myself. It also meant that I wasn't going to yell at this guy. He didn't mean to drop it.
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