I am thoroughly enjoying myself as I work my way up through the ranks in Call of Duty 4 on Xbox 360. Not long after proclaiming that martyrdom is fun, I joined the ranks of those able to dispense martyrdom-goodness instead of just being on the receiving end of the perk. Well, it seems that all my FPS-Christmases have come at once with the claymore being added to my arsenal. I'm not a camper per se, however, when holed up in a nice tall building and scanning the battlefield through my scope, nothing irritates me more than some low-life sneaking up and stabbing me in the throat. The claymore is the perfect determent - a few well-placed mines (at the tops of ladders, inside doorways etc) ensures that no miscreants can rudely interrupt my sniping frenzy. It never fails to bring a smile to my face when I see that an enemy has stumbled into one of my cunning traps. Ah, simple pleasures...
(image from www.8tharmy.korea.army.mil)
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Call of Duty 4: Claymores are my friends
Posted by Ferris GTI @ 10:37 PM
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