Tuesday, August 30, 2011

FC2: PERMADEATH Chapter Fourteen: Yet More Errands

I head to the gun shop at Mike's, because I just recently got an idea and I don't know why it hasn't occurred to me before. I take the job to hit a convoy, and this one's driving around by the tracks up north, but just to the west of the one I hit there last time. I take a bus in that direction and clear out a checkpoint on the route.

Then I set not one, not two, but three charges in the bus's route. This way if I miss with one, one of the others will probably get it, or if I'm lucky I can hit one of the escorts too. In addition, I can observe all this from behind a machine gun emplacement set up in a boxcar, meaning I can hide pretty easily, hit the detonator, then hop on the gun to deal with the tagalongs. It's pretty much the perfect ambush.

Unfortunately, it's being executed by a guy who totally sucks. One of the jeeps spots me as they drive through the checkpoint, and the truck stops at the other side of the checkpoint while his escorts engage me. I resolve the situation with liberal application of flamethrower-to-face. I head over to the truck to place another IED on it to find it once more empty. This must be some kind of hazing thing. I bet he has crateloads of grenade launchers hidden in the back, but he "won't have them available" until I've taken out some guy who's been banging his girlfriend. Whatever. It does give me an excuse to blow things up, which I gladly take.

I decide to take another assassination mission so I can afford the grenade launcher I've just unlocked for purchase. There's a cell tower nearby, but the target is on the exact opposite side of the map, by the southern edge. I take a bus, clear out a checkpoint, take a malaria pill, and drive on. I nearly run over a zebra, but stop before I can hit it. They do deal more damage to the vehicle than people, after all.

The target's holed up at the airfield, and as I approach I notice a sniper in a tower covering the main approach. I try to avoid him by going wide, but I'm spotted, so I instead use the time-honored and tested tactic of sprinting directly at him. This works better than you'd think it would. I take him down and borrow his rifle. No one at the airfield noticed our little scuffle, so I decide to shake things up. I shoot one of the sentries as he sits and chats with some other guy, and this leaves him wounded and in the open. Instead of dealing the killing blow, I decide to use him as bait. Sure enough, just seconds later another sentry moves out and hefts his wounded comrade onto his back. I reload and take him down.

I try to take the other guys who are cautiously advancing on my position, but this sniping business is harder than it looks. This rifle probably isn't top of the line either. I do manage to shoot the propane tank by the fuel dump next to the hangar, starting a pretty big fire. Soon afterwards a jeep barrels towards me from the airfield down the main road, but miraculously I manage to shoot and kill the gunner in back while he's in motion. The driver promptly stops, pulls a u-turn, and scurries back to the airfield.

These guys are staying pretty firmly put. They aren't that stupid, I'll give them credit. I pick my AK back up and set out towards the airfield. I take out the sentries then use my flamethrower for clearing out the hangar. The target's dead, and most of the compound is now on fire. I leave, but I'm still a diamond short for that grenade launcher.

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