Little Lambs

The CT'S wait with trembling hands, sweaty helmets, and pounding hearts. They know the attack is coming. They can hear the footsteps behind the wall. It is innevitable. One CT is positioned in heaven. The other is hiding on site, making sure his PP-Bizon is ready for the assault. He whispers into his comms. "They're pushing."

A single, glorious smoke falls from the heavens into heaven, blocking off one CT. Then, the site lights up.

Pop, pop, pop! The other CT calls out while fully blind, "I'm ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ melked! Fully blind! Need help at B!"

The CT on site regains his vision for a moment, only to see... what? A man sprinting into the room with a rooster for a head, swivels towards the CT. He locks eyes with him, and before the CT can react, his head is gone. The rooster head caws a glorious caw.

"SIT THE ♥♥♥♥ DOWN!"

Three more members flood into the site. A T with glorious flowing locks pulls out his AK-47, analyzing the situation on the bombsite. The smoke clears from heaven, and he quickly blows the head off the other CT.

"♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ walls man." The T smiles smugly.

Meanwhile, on bombsite A, a short little terrorist with a mustache runs in. He instantly gets shot.

"WHAT THE F-. WALLS MAN I SWEAR TO GOD THAT GUY IS HACKING!"

The T side comms flood through.

"Lincoln shut up."
"It's time to stop."
"He's not hacking you tard."

The tard remark comes from the second great haired T that holds a deadly rifle in between each bomb site. He peaks out and snipes one right between the eyes, chuckling to himself. Another easy day for KB.

Meanwhile, on the B site, a a duck pushes out beyond the site. He kneels down and walks forwards out of the bombsite, and he sees two enemies. He scopes in and sprays, but in the end, it is too late. The duck man falls.

A large man recieves this knowledge, and throws a flashbang towards their area. "I'm melking!" Is the call, right before two of the members push in.

A T, fully flashed, spams his MAC-10 through the smoke, somehow finding a pick, but is instantly killed. This goes on his youtube channel later on.

The rooster headed man finishes off the last one, giving him the MVP. This is his 12th of the game. Flashing letters pop up on the screen.

LITTLE LAMBS WIN THE ROUND.

The team smiles. Another round for them.