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I'm madder than a wet hen.
I bought into all the hype about how Battlefield: Bad Company 2 is better than Modern Warfare 2 because everyone works together in happy little squads toward one overarching objective: blow something up or change flags or something. I don't really know, because I've never actually done any of this. I get put on a squad of 3 snipers who just love taking potshots at infinitely respawning enemies, leaving me to run around like the proverbial chicken with it's head cut off. And it's wet; and mad.
Admittedly, I'm new to Battlefield games. I thought going into this that I'd play as a assault guy, because running around killing people is what I know. Also, teamwork is a new concept for me in shooters because it's been conditioned out after years of playing Unreal Tournament, the Halos, or the Modern Warfare games. After running into a couple of tanks, I decided (like a hatwards-backwearing fool) to be a medic because medics are supposed to hang around with their team healing them. And they get a light machine gun. A well armed medic, to say the least. But alas, because the light machine gun is so damn heavy, they don't even start out with a medkit. Wonderful. A medic without a medkit. Did I miss something? Because if I did, let me know, because like I said, I'm new to Battlefield games, and I don't want to get caught assuming something ridiculous like a medic would have a fucking medkit. I'm giving the engineer a shot. Not having a repair gun to start out with isn't nearly as infuriating as the medic situation. I'm terrible at driving the vehicles, so I hoped that maybe my teammates would drive, and I'd hop in and gun. Maybe someday when my repair gun arrived in the mail I could use it to repair vehicles. But, alas, when I try to respawn on a teammate after getting slaughtered near an objective, they're all hiding in the woods wearing ghillie suits. All right, so I'll go drive the tank, to the nearest rock, where it gets stuck, and I die in a huge fireball of wet hen madness. So it's probably me. I don't know what I'm doing. I'll accept that. But I'd at least like a chance to learn by following someone who knows whats going on; what the score is. My teammates probably don't know what's going on either. In a match this morning, the opposition cut through 4 objectives in about a minute, so I thought, "Okay, this maybe isn't as hard as I thought." We didn't even destroy one satellite thingy on out turn attacking. Again, maybe I (and the people like me) am the problem. Bad Company 2 has received so much positive hype from teamwork lovers, Modern Warfare haters, and Activision haters, that it's probably drawing in more noobs like me to, who are ruining their beloved franchise. Lack of teamwork in a supposed teamwork game has turned this lone wolf into a wet hen in the henhouse. That's fucking terrible, and I apologize to anyone who actually read the previous line.
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