Taking part in the Battlefield 3 beta has got me thinking lately about my time spent with Bad Company 2 and the affect it had on my gaming. Prior to Bad Company, I hadn't really ever been into multiplayer shooters, my twitch gaming skills were all but non-existent and I still am lucky to play most shooters on anything above normal. I had spent quite a bit of time with FEAR's multiplayer and enjoyed it, mainly thanks to getting together with an aussie group online that took me under their wing and taught me the ropes. Killzone 2 caught my attention with it's evolving objectives and less twitch based gaming, then really got it's hooks in me with it's class and team-based focus. It was my time spent with Killzone that convinced me that I should give Bad Company a try. I'd played Batlefield 2 before this and hadn't really gotten into it. I liked what it was trying to do, but found it hard to get into and glitchy. Still I went into Bad Company hopeful. Stagnant and awful single-player aside, I really enjoyed my time with the game. The multi-player was something I'd never experienced and I loved the different modes and focus on team work and objectives over K/D ratios and constant slaughter. I relished as a medic, raking in points healing and reviving my squad, as well as defending and completing objectives. Finally, here was a game that didn't care I couldn't shoot for shit and let me play it my way. And I got to experience some pretty incredible moments that I'd like to share now. All these happened within one game, made even more memorable as it's the last game I played of Bad Company 2.
The first was a kind of ridiculous death that could only happen in Battlefield. It occurred as I stepped outside a building after just single handedly securing the flag for my team. I was feeling pretty good as I'd been alive for close to ten minutes now and in that time had successfully defended two command points, shot a bunch of people in a helicopter and captured a flag. It was at this moment that I noticed a large shadow over my head. I looked up and was killed by a falling helicopter. I just about fell off my chair laughing. Sure, I was crushed that my great run had ended, but at the same time, some guy had just killed me by dropping a freaking helicopter on my head. How freaking awesome is that!? Shame it just counted as "you died" and whoever it was didn't get points, but I congratulated them of chat and much merriment ensued.
Not long after this, I was wandering through one of our captured bases on the way to the last flag the enemy held. This was on one of the largest, if not the largest Bad Company map, filled with vehicles galore. The air was filled with gunfire, screams and explosions, but it was relatively calm around here. I'd lost my squad earlier when they hopped in a tank and left without me, so I was sprinting across the map, hoping to get to the flag without dying or time running out. It was then that I noticed an enemy tank ahead, facing the wrong way. I quickly ran to a nearby stationary missile launcher and fired. The tank exploded beautifully and I smiled to myself, a smile that instantly vanished as another tank came tearing through the smoke and fire. My heart raced as the weapon slowly reloaded and I knew I was gone. It was then I noticed on the map a couple of green dots and an rpg flew from my right and hit the tank, buying me precious seconds of distraction. The tank wiped out whoever had rushed to my aid, but didn't survive my attack. I breathed a sigh of relief, only to be greeted by a third tank. this one was coming around my left side, clearly at the end but still gunning right for me. The gun reloaded painfully slowly ad the tank bore town on me, intent on running my stupid stunned arse over. Blissfully, the gun reloaded and I fired, just as the tank ran me over. He blew up. Revenge. And so ends the tale of when I took out three tanks by myself.
My final memory is a short one, and from a different, earlier match, but a particular favourite of mine. It was during a particularly intense game of Rush and mine team was getting it's arse kicked. The attackers had blownup all but our last M-COM station. I was running around laying out medkits and desperately reviving anyone I could find. I rounded the corner, only to run straight into an enemy rifle man. I panicked and without thinking to check what I was holding, I pressed fire. My character promptly slung a medkit at the guys face, who brushed it off (like a boss) and shot me dead. We both commented about the same time:
him: "did some idiot just throw a medkit at me?"
me: "I think I just tried to kill someone with a medkit."
Much merriment ensued.
So there's my few Bad Company stories. I'm sure there are many more and, as always, I look forward to hearing your own. I'm excited for BF3, even if the beta tarnished that with it's stupid Operation Metro, Caspian Sea has returned that feeling of Battlefield to me. Te levelling is fast, the rewards great, I like that the medic and assault classes have merged, the vehicles are fun, the map is huge and I'm already level 3 after a few games, which is awesome for me. I'm just hoping it can live up to everyone's expectations. What are your thoughts? Leave a comment below. As for me, it's time to hunt down that bastard who sniped me with a fucking pistol. Time to play "whack-a-noob".
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