This may not count, but:
I had one pretty epic run at a Ft. Ord game - I was part of a VIP detail for one team, and we ended up touring 2/3 of the field, clearing buildings as needed, with a good amount of turnover reinforcements. I didn't get hit for a full hour, which is unprecedented in a game with 200+ people.
After breaching and clearing house #8 and 9, we had completed all of our VIP objectives, and we had one remaining 'mission impossible' in close proximity to the OPFOR respawn point. All I had to do was dart across the heaviest lane of fire three times bounding between buildings, get to the outside of their occupied building, avoid the sentry guns (yes, you read that right), and bring with me a large enough squad to take the building and hold it.
Thanks in large part to massive cover fire from our teammates (pounds of plastic per minute), and the boldness of the few crazies that were willing to go with me, most of us made it up to the building. For the first few seconds, we just looked at each other like idiots trying to figure out why we didn't get hit. We finally got organized, and and prepared for entry.
A few of the opposing team burst out that door trying to get an angle on our firebase. They got ruthlessly pelted from behind, which was awesome, I emptied a magazine on them, but that also gave away our exact position to the shooters inside. No time to hesitate, so they rushed in, and a bloodbath ensued. They took quite a few foes with them, but got mowed down by a well implaced sentry gun. I was stuck there by myself, hearing a dozen or so of their reinforcements pile into the building and start shooting out. I was tucked under a window, up against a peice of plywood, mostly trying to avoid getting clipped by friendly incoming fire. That felt like an eternity, and I still don't know how I made it through that one. I was frantically waving, trying to get my team to either stop firing and allow me out of their line of fire, or dump enough suppressive fire that I could hang tight. Either way, they opened up, and I was treated to the spectacle of a full blown plastic firefight right over my head.
At last, a lull in firing came. I was able to get our 1stSgt's attention, long enough for a few shrugs, and me to yell back some version of 'cover me - window'. I stuffed myself between the window and the door, and hoped for the best - two beat zones on either side of me, 4ft away at best. Great SAW work by my guys, I was still in it... showtime:
I shouldered my rifle, fired a burst at the doorjam, then send an M203 shell in that half of the building. I tossed my grenade into the window, and set my rifle against the wall. I drew pistol and jumped into the window. I was shocked to see, but everybody inside had their hands up, I'd taken down the whole building. I was elated.
I stuffed myself through the window jam, and heard a faint click, followed by a telltale pooooooof. All I could see was the white from BBs flying in front of my face from the Claymore. Most awesome experience ever.
