I Suck At Special Ops

As I lay nestled on the floor, my feet firmly planted in mud, head safely tucked behind a dismembered plane wing, my AK47 barrel stealthily creeps out from within cover; a feeble attempt to catch a glimpse of whoever is responsible for spraying bullets in my direction. Just as I do that, I see a pair of legs whizzing by me as they unknowingly evade my hiding spot. It’s only my mate, Rick, charging towards the enemy in question, emptying his clip and leaving the bastard in a spasm on the ground, giving me the opportunity to safely reveal myself from the wrecked plane I was taking solace behind. You see, my roots are firmly planted in Rainbow Six: Vegas, a tactical shooter that requires you to take it slow and plan your advance, and this game I am talking about, is of course Modern Warfare 2.
There are indeed many differences between Modern Warfare and Rainbow Six: Vegas, but the most notable difference is in the style of gameplay. Vegas encourages you to play it safe, to utilise cover and pick enemies off at a steady pace. It’s tactical. Modern Warfare has a fast and frenzied pace further emphasized by sprinting and your melee weapon. It’s a run and gun. Even after playing the storymode through twice, I still can’t shake my tactical roots.
This week I spent a considerable amount of time playing Snatch & Grab on Veteran (with little success… Damn Juggernauts). Aside from the fact this mission is notoriously tough, thanks to the handful of Juggernauts mulling about in already overly populated enemy terrain, I don’t think my playing style is helping matters. Call me a coward, but my natural reaction to spotting an enemy is to ninja dive into cover before lining a headshot up in my crosshairs. Of course, Modern Warfare doesn’t exactly encourage this behaviour; there isn’t a ‘cover’ button, unlike Rainbow Six: Vegas. Even so, I can’t quite seem to embrace the run and gun nature.
I guess it doesn’t help that, on top of investing a ridiculous amount of hours into my quest for Elite in Sin City, I’ve only ever played the Call of Duty games on Veteran. And with that particular level of difficulty being so, well, bloody hard, it’s crucial you advance steadily, taking cover where possible, and leaving your brass balls at the door while you work with your allies. But I’ve ruined it for myself, right? Because if I ever do get around to joining the ranks of idiots Modern Warfare addicts on Xbox Live, I’m going to be shit. Just as shit as I am, if not worse, at Special Ops.
If anybody has any tips for rewiring the part of your brain that tells you how to play shooters, hit me with them. Meanwhile I’ll be here. Hiding behind some cover. Waiting…
It took me ages to get around to playing the original Mass Effect, but as soon as I did it was a case of “Why didn’t I do this sooner?!”. I’ve been looking forward to the sequel ever since, and it’s not disappointing. What can I say? It’s good to have Shepard back in my life.
Christoffer Radsby