Tuesday, 16 July 2013

Battlefield 3 Diary: Too many assignments!

Hi guys
 One day, I woke from my slumber to find my self in a very long quite thin area of my world. It was one of the few times I had been to this particular section of world, so I was quite befuddled, and confused. Then the Computer popped up on my Hud and told me that there were certain things I had to achieve to unlock a very special prize at the end. Destroying 5 helicopters with a very weak car style thing. Another thing the Computer told me to do was, jump out of a very big plane in a not so big tank type thing! When it first told me this, I thought it couldn't be done. However I did come to enjoy all of the challenges the Computer threw at me. After I had done 3 sets of what the Computer called "Assignments", it deemed that I was aloud to know what the end prize was. It was a side arm called the M1911 S-TAC! Then the bad news came, there were still 2 more of these Assignments things left between me and this S-TAC, which together comprised of, blow up 20 vehicles, run someone over with a bike and hit 20 people in the head with a side arm bullet! The first 2 of those 3 things, I did with few problems. However it was what came after that which proved to be the problem.
     Those 20 headshots with a side arm proved to be the post irritating of all of those Assignment things, I was plonked into a map with a load of shipping containers strewn across the floor! I then took me just under 2 hours to get all these headshots. I played it in a version the Computer liked to call Hard Core. After playing this version for just half an hour I realised why, you needed real skill to be competent with this version of the game!
      After many hours spent fretting over how the Computer would punish me if I failed these Assignments, something suddenly popped up on my Hud, it took a moment to work out what it was, but then I realised. I had it, it was over, I had done as the Computer had asked, my life could go back to how it was before the Computer woke up on the side of it's virtual bed. The S-TAC was mine. Join me soon for more of my; Battlefield Diarys.

Rick

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Thanks for reading
Ed
Oh and if this post made very little sense, read the first diary here which should explain what everything means!

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