I bought Day of Defeat: Source while it was on offer a few weeks ago and recently ive been playing that. I thought I'd share this story with you. I'm normally not very good at dods but occasionaly I get a very good run, more through blind luck than anything else.

It was my first time playing this map so I was doing some exploring. I managed to flank the enemy by going through some tunnels. I saw a lot of Germans piling into a room though a window. They were getting ready to mount an attack on the cp closest to our base. Luckily they hadnt seen me yet. I thought about following them in through the window and taking them all by surprise. My Thompson would make that fairly easy. However, to get to the window, I would have to climb up a mound of earth that was conveniently placed underneath it, then crouch jump onto the window and then i could go into the room. Easy enough for the Germans but they didnt have a roomful of angry enemies with guns waiting for them inside the room.

I checked my other weapons; a pistol, a smoke grenade and a frag grenade. I threw my one frag grenade into the room and crossed my fingers hoping they werent too spread out for this to work. My grenade took out most of them and i felt much safer climbing in through the window while most of the Germans were dead and the rest disorientated and wounded. A few short bursts from the Thompson and the remaining Germans were sent to the great respawn counter in the sky.

I took this opportunity to cap the points closest to the enemy base and only realised my mistake after a couple of steps past the point. In Day of Defeat the respawn timers are very short. The German respawn was right beside the point I had just capped. If they were angry before, they were seriously pissed off now. A horde of freshly respawned, pissed off Germans were heading straight for me. They hadnt seen me yet but they would very soon. At that range my one Thompson wouldnt match up to the rifles, Machine guns, sub-machine guns, rifles and bad attitudes of the entire enemy team. If I ran, I'd be dead in a matter of seconds. My pistol wouldnt be much use which left only one option.

I threw my last hope, a smoke grenade at where i thought they would be heading. I was right. The smoke engulfed the Germans, leaving them confused and blinded. Taking this chance, I dove into the middle of them, firing wildly with my Thompson. The side of the screen filled up with messages of German team-kills, punctuated with the odd lucky kill by me.

When the smoke cleared I was the last man standing. This time, without a frag or a smoke grenade, and with the Germans more annoyed at me than ever, I bravely ran away.