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Ishanda · 10-21-2002, 12:46 PM

I am one of those "gameplay rules all" types

Fallout Tacrics, the Ufo series (except enforcer), Jagged Alliance

Those are the best, best, best.

Actually since this is a "tactical" thread I have to say something about that.

I have played games like Baldur's Gate and NWN and the like via multiplayer.

I have tried many other genres multiplayer.

I have to say that Nothing comes close to a first person tactical shooter.

The last LAN party went something like this.

Picture this.....

************
Nine-thirty in the evening. The room is dark. My only companions: an icecold Heine and an the even colder barrel of a HK G3. The rain is streaming down my face as I try to distinguish between the howling wind and the trampling of enemy footsteps through the mud. Up ahead I can hear the roar of artillery shells exploding and to my left a friendly tank is making its way down the main road of this shelled town. I am covering the northern wall as my friend shouts from beside me...."There, over that hill!" I turn to see what he sees, but to no avail. He is looking through his sniper scope, which I do not have the luxury of...just then the richochet of enemy bullets fill my ears as the thundering roar of a Sniper Rifle next to me makes me flinch (Is this sound too loud or what, I think to myself). Just then I see them ... 15 no 20 ... whatever ... crouch down ... take quick aim .... RATATATATATATATATAT ... I empty 200 rounds of 7.62mm in the general direction of the shadows over the hill. Whilst reloading I try to see through the resultant cloud of gunpowder in front of me .... THWACCK. "I'm hit! Aren't you guys covering me????" I shout to my friends. "What are you talking about, you are the covering fire" comes the retort. Ahh well, I guess I'll have to .... wait "JOE...to your right coming from the tank's direction" "There's too many of them" he replies as he takes cover as a barrage of bullets ridle the rock behind him" "PETE, handgranade", I scream at the top of my lungs, trying to make myself audible above the artillery shell explosions that have locked on to our position. All hell has broken loose and I have stopped breathing ... I drill another volley of G3 fire towards the oncomming enemy from the hill, with more pleasing results. "GOT 5 of them" "C'mon lets get out of here" Pete flings a grenade hurriedly in the direction of the second lot as we run for better cover just over the hill, guns blazing away, as artillery shells smoke the air around us................CHOCK, CHOCK......CHOCK, CHOCK.....I did not see the russian behind that tree...my last remaining thoughts as I crumple into a pool of my own blood...

Reload......as I ask "Geez guys, what happened?"

That my friends is the first 40 seconds of a particular mission in Ghost Recon. Played with the right equipment, in the right spirit, with the right atmosphere, it becomes more than a tactical shooter, it becomes role-playing in the extreme. For a little while it becomes the only reality I know.

10-21-2002, 12:46 PM	#28
Ishanda Dungeon Master Join Date: September 23, 2002 Location: South Africa Age: 51 Posts: 61	I am one of those "gameplay rules all" types Fallout Tacrics, the Ufo series (except enforcer), Jagged Alliance Those are the best, best, best. Actually since this is a "tactical" thread I have to say something about that. I have played games like Baldur's Gate and NWN and the like via multiplayer. I have tried many other genres multiplayer. I have to say that Nothing comes close to a first person tactical shooter. The last LAN party went something like this. Picture this..... ************ Nine-thirty in the evening. The room is dark. My only companions: an icecold Heine and an the even colder barrel of a HK G3. The rain is streaming down my face as I try to distinguish between the howling wind and the trampling of enemy footsteps through the mud. Up ahead I can hear the roar of artillery shells exploding and to my left a friendly tank is making its way down the main road of this shelled town. I am covering the northern wall as my friend shouts from beside me...."There, over that hill!" I turn to see what he sees, but to no avail. He is looking through his sniper scope, which I do not have the luxury of...just then the richochet of enemy bullets fill my ears as the thundering roar of a Sniper Rifle next to me makes me flinch (Is this sound too loud or what, I think to myself). Just then I see them ... 15 no 20 ... whatever ... crouch down ... take quick aim .... RATATATATATATATATAT ... I empty 200 rounds of 7.62mm in the general direction of the shadows over the hill. Whilst reloading I try to see through the resultant cloud of gunpowder in front of me .... THWACCK. "I'm hit! Aren't you guys covering me????" I shout to my friends. "What are you talking about, you are the covering fire" comes the retort. Ahh well, I guess I'll have to .... wait "JOE...to your right coming from the tank's direction" "There's too many of them" he replies as he takes cover as a barrage of bullets ridle the rock behind him" "PETE, handgranade", I scream at the top of my lungs, trying to make myself audible above the artillery shell explosions that have locked on to our position. All hell has broken loose and I have stopped breathing ... I drill another volley of G3 fire towards the oncomming enemy from the hill, with more pleasing results. "GOT 5 of them" "C'mon lets get out of here" Pete flings a grenade hurriedly in the direction of the second lot as we run for better cover just over the hill, guns blazing away, as artillery shells smoke the air around us................CHOCK, CHOCK......CHOCK, CHOCK.....I did not see the russian behind that tree...my last remaining thoughts as I crumple into a pool of my own blood... Reload......as I ask "Geez guys, what happened?" That my friends is the first 40 seconds of a particular mission in Ghost Recon. Played with the right equipment, in the right spirit, with the right atmosphere, it becomes more than a tactical shooter, it becomes role-playing in the extreme. For a little while it becomes the only reality I know.