Being the lazy sniper and sneaky tanker I so often am in FH, I seem to find myself almost nightly in a situation where I am the last on my team left alive. Usually I am killed immediately and the enemy team empties their clips and throws their grenades into the sky, but occasionally I have moments where I manage to - in epic fashion - secure a flag for my team, and it fills me with a sense of pride, which is a strange thing for a game to instill in you.
So, this thread is for you to post up quick stories, reminiscing about the times you simply owned someone in ridiculous fashion, times when you played far beyond your usual abilities for a few minutes, shit like that.
Probably my finest moment -
Last Brit alive on Arnhem, in that little alley where you can pick up the deployable MG. I've got a PIAT kit with 2 rockets left (hadn't used any pistol ammo). I decide to try and take the second flag in (the one with the 6 pounders and Bren guarding it, with the sandbags). I'm running down the alley, revolver drawn, when a Puma comes roaring by, and by pure bad luck he happened to be looking down the ally. He fires his main gun, I'm down to about 60% health. The Puma reverses for the kill shot, I whip out the Piat, crouch down, fire and destroy the Puma. I instantly get a 'feeling' to pull my revolver back out immediately, even before reloading my final Piat round. I pull out the revolver just as a German comes running down the alley. I fire two shots and kill him. I decide that I should just try the southernmost flag first and I take off the other way down the alley. I decide at this point it's better to be safe than sorry, so I duck into the little bit where the alley turns (right next to the MG kit). Just then, a German with an Mp40 comes running by and up the alley without seeing me. I put two more No 2 shots in his back and kill him. Again, 'something' told me not to pick up his kit and stick with my Piat. I reload the Piat, reload my pistol, and take off for the flag. I go to hide behind the stairs, but there's a German there. He hits me with one Mp40 round (I'm now at about 20% health iirc) before I score a very lucky single-shot kill with the revolver. I crouched behind the stairs and the flag had turned white when I hear a tank approaching from my left. I crouched, changed to the Piat, and moved just slightly out enough that I could fire it. I go into iron sights, knowing I will have just one shot, and as luck would have it I aimed perfectly - the Panther appeared, firing it's MG into the bulding, I let loose with the Piat, and the round slammed into the side of the turret, and the tank exploded.
Sadly, it was still a complete rape from that point onwards, but what the hell.
Anyone have stories like this? I don't necessarily mean that 'zomg headshot' shit, either.
