The BLU Scout was standing over the RED Sniper who had BLU intel, grabbing the collar of the poor Aussie’s shirt, he was on his knees with a bloody nose. The BLU Scout gripped the shirt TIGHTLY around his neck and growled, the RED Sniper clenched his eyes and pretty much submitted right there.

He dropped the BLU intel that he had in his hand and attempted to hold his breath before making a pathetic hiccup. The BLU Scout’s eyes faintly soften and loosens his grip slightly. He then holds the intel in one had and huffs.

BLU Scout: “If it was for me not have any bullets, you’d be dead!