My investment for this game was probably about 80$ total for food, items, taking care of someone broke etc, not to mention 100 bucks of gear I was going to get regardless. I think however I may have not come if I had known about Saturday. evening/Sunday.
First off, parking.
While Google earth was ok, there were no signs and nothing denoting location of anything. When we pulled into the pond (convoy of SUV and car) we nearly bottomed out the car. That could have been fixed by a couple shovels of dirt, and while most cars made it up that hill I would be pressed in getting mine up. LJ left his at the bottom which was probably a very smart idea. Some sticks and string would have made a great parking area, and someone there Friday evening/more info would be great.
Restrooms/Camping area
Lets start with bathrooms. While I can see where Charlie is coming from, a military style slit trench or the investment of some buckets and the camping seats would work as well. You could get some buckets put it behind a hill/have a hung sheet and call it a day in my book. Frankly it wasn't a issue with me, but hey it worked well.
The camping side of things. If that much of the field will be used again you almost need either transportation (trucks from plays willing to help) or two camps. I will go into this later and yes I would love everyone to be in one spot so we can get to know each other. Maybe some suggestions here would be great.
Chrono
Minus the mechanical issue with it later, it was fine. I heard people crying about chrono, but we all know our guns for the most part besides some new guys. New guys can say hey its a bone stock gun or I did XYZ mod and most people who have played can give you relative speed. Not the best way to do things but ohh well.
Game and Field
The game itself well I think Charlie hammered it out real well. I will add my issues and experiences with all this, however lets see if I can do this in order.
Game 1
Saturday morning everyone was mingling and I got to know Green team by walking around and talking to them. I really ended up very pleased with our team even though my first impression was ohhh crap. Obviously Fallout and crew were there smoking a hookah and playing middle eastern music which I think was outstanding, if you guys don't bring the tank come out anyways, and I don't smoke so hookah or not come join us. I was worried about Iron Wolf(fox I forget sorry guys) initially, since I have been around a lot of people who were survivalists that had gone off there rocker I was worried. The looks and outfits made me go ohh crap these guys aren't gonna work with us and are just going to do whatever they want. Which was reinforced by them segregating themselves up on the hill.
Bear in mind we had to walk the whole field to get to our location, there was no contact with admin, and our objectives were to get a flag, and defend. Once the flag was captured we would contact admin for further instructions, not to mention a secret base we had to defend and a few cases spread out along the way. However if we are gonna cashe something it wont be on the side of the main road coming up to our main base. I get the idea of going to a place where it can be found but still it was a give me.
So once we get to our base, which as in fact not a bad base, we had several objectives but they were kinda half told to us. After that I was hopeing someone would take charge, but most of us were unfamiliar with each other, and hadn't worked together. I saw a bunch of groups milling around and I talked to LJ asking if he would do base defense with most of our home team while I moved out with a portion on patrol. The renegades (what we called Iron Wolf) started walking off so I ran up and started talking to them and seeing what they had planned. I will surmise my experience with them. No knuckle bumping, and they are a great bunch of guys to work with plain and simple. Not exactly what I would wear to a game since I might trip on something, but none the less once we got them talking to us they worked with us and i was grateful for there drive and commitment.
Technically 3 groups moved out, first was the multi-cam group which I don't think wanted to be on our team at first but I had a great time with them, and we meshed well. We apparently left well after the game had started not know the time, and the admin was trying to rush us but most of us were already baked out from standing in the sun forever then marching through the heat up and down hill and dale. If we had known the distance I think someone would have volunteered to bring water up to the base like our savior did with his stuck truck. Well most of the way at least.
Anyways we moved out and I was running a patrol, and we all got stopped on the pond then repulsed, and once we got back to our base for re-spawn there wasn't much command and control. During all this we had to get in contact with the tank, and I got a sniper from Iron and a player named Gabe to do a end run harassment recon. I had played with Gabe in Daisy GA who is in the area for work and not a local. He didn't go down to Florida that weekend like planed, instead he came up for the game and I wish it had been a bit better but it was great working with him again. The person they picked for Falcon was semi injured and I don't think wanted to be in charge, so I started quasi coordinating groups while LJ worked primary defense. He radioed when he needed help and I tried to coordinate patrols, Falcons defense and rest players that were dehydrated like the flag snatching team (thanks guys!). We had so many people cooked there was basically no viable resupply and it was hard to keep any kind of attack going, much less almost as hard to make a good defense. I would get re-spawners back, have them hit the deck look for signs of dehydration then role them out on missions. Meanwhile Fallout's tank apparently was firing and hammering the enemy and spreading the word of allah, which was a moral boost to a lot of people.
Anyways once we got the flag we repeatedly tried to contact admin as we were told to do so for more missions. Needless to say I had sent Gabe as not only a recon, harasser but as a point of contact with admin. I orginally had John the Pilot loan his radio off, which got him stuck by himself. He has a great story about defending the base and taking lots of people down. Gabe was in position to have line of sight of nearly all of bravos property and almost the camp site. We tried to contact admin for 30 mins when I told everyone to give up find a cool place and defend until the clock ran out. Thanks to the truck we saved a lot of people from falling out, and thanks to my medic Rabbit for working hard and watching out for people. As always LJ was just short of force hydrating everyone which was outstanding.
Thanks to my team for...
Iron Wolf AKA the renegades thanks for actually being team players and great folks to deal with. You guys really did well and were great at creating support out of thin air, while also doing random chase kill tasks. Many of you were cooked just from running all over half way through but you got back up and kept going.
Alabama/Hookah/Fallout group thanks for setting the ambiance bringing the party and making green team enjoyable as hell on and off the field. I don't think it would have been half as fun without you guys. Also great teamwork and running the tank it was fun, and you made it that way.
Multi-cam group I know many of you guys wanted to be US forces and heard some gripes, but man you guys performed well had great teamwork and really did do a bang up job.
My first patrol team - lots of fun a few of you really stood out sorry I bungled the first patrol and moved us off path, luckily though Gabe used that path to great success later, and thanks for sticking with the attack and defense.
2nd Half Below sorry for the delay
Ok onto the second game. Yes the admin were gone, and that plain was near impossible for the Green team who had no defined objectives or missions told to anyone who played. Many people sat out this game, and frankly I don't think it was from being a horrible game, but being so disjointed.
Let me state this now, I don't think the Admin was a bad guy or poorly intentioned this should be constructive criticism not crying. I understand many people assumed something different was in store from other games in the region and I wish it was better myself. Especially since we were there all weekend and got two big rounds out. Yes 5 dollars isn't much stop complaining crowd will come as well. However the critics are the people who come to your field and people complaining are doing this so you know whats wrong. I am no game runner but that field would make an amazing 24-48 hour marathon game if done right, and for that I am glad I went.
Onto the second game
Fallout let me say your tank inspires me to want 72 virgins, and if it weren't for your tank the second time we would have been dead screwed.
The late arriving Truck guy (sorry really bad with names) you saved us from walking 8 billion miles again and brought water, how cool was that. Not to mention you were the linch pin of our attack and if we had a bit more intel on the hill and a bit more game info we might have taken it. Also we used his truck for a respawn because no one told us where to respawn....
First we started off just pass the wheat field in a downward position. Bravo had spread out in several defensive layers, and unfortunately for the life of me I couldn't tell you why. Neither could anyone who was on Alpha. Most of the people who played the first game didn't attend the second half expecting a night game or just plain fed up from the long walks. I would say most of Alpha just threw there hands up and said we will wait for dark since no one knew anything about the second game. Thanks for the handful that came out because even though we were totally boned it was fun.
The plan was a 2-3 pronged attack with the tank supported by infantry. A small team in the sand area, a larger force in the center and one off deep in the wheat field. Well we started pushing and before I knew it everyone stopped dead from the fire across the ridge. Between your range, the wind taking your BBs and the amount of fire several of us were taken out. I wish I had pushed our troops hard, but i was trying to get support for the trench team who were knee deep in mud, and prevent people from climbing our ridge. One of Bravo nearly took my head off on our ridge but I think the tank blasted him. I had to re-spawn, and talked to the Truck owner, and his small ditch brigade right before they were taken out.
At this point I think the field flankers were gone to with not sure where skillet boy went, but sorry guys that was a bad idea on my part, very good try on yours.
I suggested we do a long shot and end run the field, Truck said he knew the way and all of us decided to go for it. Taso464 aka John was told to move back (he had been trying to hold that damn ridge while I figured out what to do) and he swiftly moved back while our disabled tank went for repairs. I gathered everyone told them what was up and we moved into the woods toward the secret base from the first game. On the way we came in contact with two people, and I got everyone moving the hell away figuring they would radio in. At the time, I didn't think, it might have been our flanking team coming back, but all I saw was a whitish T-shirt so it might have been a kid from a nearby neighborhood. Both groups basically ran for it.
The trek itself was hard as hell, Zach aka Rabbit aka ____ on this forum was burnt out from earlier and I wasn't far behind him. Hell all of us were about dead but we moved over terrain stopped, went down a hill, stopped, and then the tank comes back in game. I tell them what we are doing and say let them have it. The response was priceless and hearing hadji music in the distance was amazingly rejuvenating for our team. That got us down a hill across a distance before we crashed at the base of a double tiered hill. Satans little ridge was what it looked like.
This is about time I think the tank took the rocket, and I called out to see if the tank could hear us on the radio but had no luck. We figured he was knocked out and we thought we heard voices so we scrambled up the first section of the hill, and died again. Then the last section up we climbed, and we died again panting, resting, drinking. I was amazed at how far the red haired bearded guy had gone with no fluids. If gingers have no soul this guy got all of the others for that long hike and like normal John gave him some of his precious liquids. Finally we trudged to the back of the base and a sight that almost made me cry was going down. 
Fallout's little tank was absolutely terrorizing the hell out of Bravo. 
For the last 7 survivors of Alpha it was absolutely amazingly thrilling. That got us our last push into the base where we killed lots of Bravo, who re-spawned, died again re-spawned again and then destroyed us at the last few minutes. It was a great defense and man that was actually a lot of fun and terrorizing. One hickup was the Jeep that rolled out. We had seen a red flag waved from the jeep and had assumed everyone was dead because everyone wasn't shooting. Then the Jeep comes at us shooting with a SAW where most of the team lights into the jeep. We had figured it was just a re-spawn run, but nope. I got nailed once in in the face, then again later which seemed to be sniper shots so who ever that was good shooting I never saw you. I just plopped in the shade with the two guys with me and sat out the last few minutes dead.
After Game
We stayed for the night game that never was, and by that time everyone was leaving. Then we slept through the rain storm. Last but not least my group from Savannah and two from Bravo were left standing in the morning. Alpha had 7 players and Bravo had 2 so I am declaring Alpha victors, plus the tank was still up on the hill. Anyone who says Bravo wins should have toughed it out with us. Anyways pic below is the last of us.
I'd officially like to complain that nobody took any pictures of that rather awesome looking setup from the ravine beneath me.
), and I realize this was not an AOSC game, but it's really damaged my willingness to drive over here in the future.
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