Your team stalks its prey. Ragged breaths rasp through your masks, sunlight dapples your lenses. After clearing a field and trail, you move forward, scanning the brush for opponents.

Suddenly, your rear guard is hit. You spin to cover and take a round yourself. Your forward is out. Your flank is hit.

As your team stands there confused, a bush stirs, and stands. A clump of grass in the fields gets up. A stump steps away from the tree line. Your opponents wave as they melt into the woods.

Only the paint dripping from you and your team shows where you faced the Ghost Walkers.

We are practitioners of the Martial Art of Gun Fu, a martial science tested by ordeal rather than useless repetitive practices in a small room with mats on the floor. We practice against opponents similarly skilled and armed in live combat, where your opponent shoots back.

We welcome all who challenge us, and those that just wish to watch and just have fun. We care not what your age is, your gender, political affiliation, or whether or not you put beans in your chili. If you will suit up and hit the field, we will be happy to shoot at you.

Ghost Walkers,
We're out there, waiting. For You.
"No Quarter. None Asked, None Given"