A nice place for prone LMG. Killed many enemies that didn’t see me until I started shooting, and others ran around oblivious. Spawned here during shock operations. Tried climbing crates and jumping from rail cars, but haven’t been able to reach any rooftops autonomously yet. Tried parking destroyer next to submarine pen and jumping from ship to roof (dumb idea, though seems tall enough). Could hitch ride with desired kit and parachute, but dependent on vehicle availability. Don’t relish the thought of driver kits.
One of my old bosses named his desktop work computer “Nemesis”. He was a scientist, but not the computer type. I always felt bad that he regarded his PC as an adversary.
The horse’s blank stare sort of creeps me out. Looks like it’s saying “I’m gonna come find you, and when I do…”
What might look on the surface like a noble steed is in fact a dangerous vehicle-for-one. It can trample you, saber you, skewer you, blow you up with a grenade, or shoot you with a rifle. They change direction quickly, take a lot of damage, then ride off into the sunset to regenerate. And they’re also as thick as flies on a buffalo lately, doubling down on flags and colliding in mid-air as they prance about. They have the capacity for good, to hand out first aid and ammunition to their comrades. But I’ve never seen one do that, they’re just pure evil in my eyes.
How does one combat a foe like this? I’ve yet to find many uses for dynamite that don’t get me accidentally killed in the process. Typically, I don’t play as assault so haven’t had much time to experiment with other than the blowing up of locked doors or running up to a large tank and dying because I forget to put enough distance between myself and the explosives before detonation. Maybe the horses aren’t the problem after all, I probably self-inflict more damage than they ever could.
At some time during this multi-part series, I will examine the horse, its armaments, use cases, strengths, weaknesses, and vulnerabilities. In the process, maybe I’ll become a better horseman. Maybe even a horsemaster like the riders of Rohan (note that Aragorn doesn’t even screw with horses, they are tricky sons of stallions). Incidentally, I just watched the movie from this clip yesterday so maybe that’s why horses haunt my thoughts.
