Hello there, I'm Khan-Seb, some French dude who likes airsoft guns. I've been posting videos about airsoft guns since 2007.
In general I produce 2 videos for each gun I test : one "unboxing" video, in which I talk about the gun, and one "shooting" video (made to be watched with the subtitles activated), in which I say nothing and let the gun speak for itself. I show how it feels to shoot it, its power, how it performs at different ranges, the trigger feeling... I don't consider my videos to be "reviews", my goal is to try to show how the gun "feels". Like if you were at the airsoft store, trying the gun at the shooting range.
I somehow got a very international audience over the years. I speak French in my videos, but I always take the time to produce English subtitles. Please don't hesitate to use them.
As the summer sun began its slow descent behind the rolling hills, casting a warm golden hue over the dense forest, Jack tightened the straps on his helmet and adjusted his goggles. He looked around at his team, a ragtag group of friends who had bonded over their love of airsoft. They had spent countless weekends honing their skills, but today was different. Today was the day of the annual tournament, and they were determined to win. The sound of the starting horn echoed through the trees, and with a burst of adrenaline, Jack and his team darted into the forest. The game was a capture-the-flag scenario, and they had a plan. Jack, being the fastest and most agile, was the scout. He moved ahead, blending into the shadows, his eyes scanning for any signs of the opposing team. It wasn’t long before he spotted movement. Two enemy players were guarding a narrow path leading to their flag. Jack signaled to his team with a series of hand gestures. They nodded in understanding, splitting into two groups to flank the guards. Creeping through the underbrush, Jack’s heart pounded in his chest. He held his breath as he got closer. Suddenly, a twig snapped under his foot, and the guards turned, their guns ready. Jack acted on instinct, diving behind a tree as pellets whizzed past him. He returned fire, aiming carefully and taking out one of the guards. His teammate, Sarah, took out the other from her position on the opposite side. With the path clear, Jack and Sarah sprinted forward, their eyes on the prize. The enemy flag fluttered in the breeze, tantalizingly close. But they knew better than to rush in blindly. Jack scanned the area again, his senses on high alert. Sure enough, there was another enemy player hiding behind a rock, ready to ambush anyone who got too close. Jack motioned for Sarah to cover him. He moved to the left, drawing the enemy’s fire, while Sarah crept up from the right. The plan worked perfectly. The enemy player was so focused on Jack that he didn’t see Sarah until it was too late. She took him out with a well-placed shot, and Jack gave her a thumbs-up. With the flag now unguarded, Jack grabbed it and started the return journey. But the game was far from over. The sound of gunfire erupted from all directions as the enemy team launched a desperate counterattack. Jack and Sarah zigzagged through the trees, using the terrain to their advantage. Their teammates provided cover, picking off enemy players one by one. As they neared their base, Jack felt a sharp sting on his arm. He’d been hit. Gritting his teeth, he handed the flag to Sarah and urged her to keep going. She hesitated for a moment, then nodded and sprinted towards the base. Jack watched from his position on the ground, his heart in his throat. Sarah was fast, but so were the enemy players chasing her. Just when it seemed like she wouldn’t make it, their teammate, Mark, emerged from the bushes, taking down the last of the pursuers with precision shots. Sarah crossed the finish line, flag in hand, and the horn sounded again, signaling the end of the game. The forest erupted in cheers from their team. They had done it. They had won. Jack stood up, wincing at the sting in his arm, but smiling broadly. His team surrounded him, clapping him on the back and congratulating each other. They had faced tough opponents and challenging terrain, but they had worked together and come out on top. As the sun set, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, Jack looked around at his friends. This was more than just a game. It was a testament to their teamwork, their trust in each other, and their shared passion for the thrill of airsoft. And it was a day he would never forget.
When you said coming back to youtube i was 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 ... Love your video ... since my country not allowing airsoft , I like to watch your video to feel what it feel to own airsoft
Merci pour cette vidéo. A ton avis à 25 mètre quelle est la précision possible en touchant régulièrement ? Pièce de 2 euros, cercle de 5cm, cercle de 10 cm ? Et la même question avec un bon snipe. Merci
Sure feels left out living in a country where guns stronger than 0.5J are not allowed to have a fun switch and also happens to be sandwiched between at least three countries where they apparently can (🇦🇹🇳🇱🇫🇷) Greetings from Germany 🇩🇪🙃
