Yeah, take your hits, wind your mag and, whatever tf you do, DO NOT REMOVE YOUR EYE PROTECTION UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES WHATSOEVER. If you cannot see and feel you can't get back to the safe zone before taking your eyepro off, call a marshal. You may feel a bit of a bell end, but nobody will mind much, whereas if you remove your eyepro you will be a major bell end and people will let you know it.
My 1st skirmish I went on my own, which was fine, I soon got chatting with other players and the marshals. I had boots and some clothes of my own so I wore them with the yoke from an Austrian Army backpack and some Viper security belt stuff I had knocking about. This is some time during my 1st day:
...to me, although I look a bit noobish, this pic makes me look like I had far more of a clue than I actually did have :lol:
First thing that really made things difficult was that mask fogging up. Even with the spray they gave us, I spent most of the day getting shot by people I hadn't even seen. I couldn't spot people in camo until later in the morning when I learned to follow the line of BB's back to their firing position, but that was usually too late! By the afternoon I had grasped the concept of 'fire and maneuver' ie don't show yourself in one place and stay there for somebody to get a better shot at you, so I started to get a few shots on target before getting hit. IIRC I got about 3 hits in the afternoon, about which I was
so pleased with my little self!
Another major problem I had was that I hadn't worn my boots for ages and my feet had gone soft, so I had blisters by lunch and bleeding feet by the day's end. I also took a hit to the adam's apple which hurt like fcuk!
Still, I loved it. I just tried my best to tag along with the red team and, as Lozart said, not be a bell end. Not so sure I accomplished the latter, but I bought mesh goggles, strapped up my feet, and people have no problems teaming up with me these days so I spose I must have learned something since then...