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Spoiler: I was not the hero of this story.
I pick Dust II, obviously. Classic. Timeless. I buy my usual: AK, kevlar… and one single flashbang. Just in case.
Round starts. I’m hyped. Teammates yelling “rush B no stop!” like a religious chant. I follow blindly. We’re going full send.
Suddenly, I think: “Let me help the boys — time to flash them through tunnel.”
I pull the pin. I throw the flashbang.
It bounces.
Off the door.
Off my teammate’s head.
Back at us.
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