Luckily the Soldier got to spend the next week or so in warmer climates. Staying at Coldfront for so long was doing a number on him, so his commission to stay at Badlands was more than welcome. What was even better, was the fact that a particular soldier he was familiar with was located in the heated desert. It was his first day back so why not have a little fun, right?
Murdoc did well to avoid the RED completely for most of the day, jumping away whenever he was in site in hopes that it would keep him off the radar. Unlike his normal aggressive style, he played back with the team, studying the other's roll out and positioning. It was a rather boring day regardless, but he hoped the last round would be worth it.
He took intensive to equip himself with the rocket jumper so his feet wouldn't take such a pounding, and as soon as bell sounded, he was out the shutter doors in a blink of an eye.
It took him a total of nine rockets to get from BLU spawn to RED spire in about twenty five seconds. He didn't even have to stop and think about where the combo would be. Without a moment's hesitation, the final rocket on the slope in RED choke propelled him towards the spire, hurling him at the other Soldier at top notch speed. There was no shouts or warning. Just a pair of metal-toed boots that met with chest, knocking both Soldier clean off the spire and into the red dust below.
