The sun glinted off the top of the tanks, sand swirled lazily, birds tweeted in nearby trees. It was so beautiful, so calm, so un-planetside 2. If you have ever played this game, you will know it's bonkers. I was part of the Terran Republic, an imperialistic, controlling faction, and we were losing badly. Planetside 2 is marketed as an mmo fps but it is really just a huge shooter in the vein of battlefield, but much better. The map is huge and features different biomes to fight over. The maps are split into hexagonal sections that can be controlled by capturing the main base/checkpoint, and we were losing them quickly.
We had been pushed back constantly and were still in retreat. Our army was all over the place and we were being compressed into the top left corner of the map. I was sprinting across a large grassy plain, along with about 10 of my silent comrades. We had a couple of vehicles and a tank and was hoping to save it from the advancing vanu swarm. However it was a long way back and their planes were bombing us left, right and center. We were going to die doon.
So we decided to hold our gorund. Not our best idea. We lined up along the top of a nearby hill and dug in, preparing for the onslaught that was to come. We waited in nervous agony, hoping the Vanu may have gone another direction. But they were just taking their time. The first couple of Vanu appeared around the side of a cliff, riding quad bikes and 4x4s, then a seemingly infinite line of foot soldiers came sprinting our way. Our tank and big machine guns on smaller vehicles, instantly started firing. We teared straight through them, killing many in a few seconds. But that was just the beginning. Then their big guns rolled around the corner.
They had about 10 tanks, and even more soldiers, 4x4s, quadbikes, and some command vehicles, meaning they could respawn right there. The command vehicles set up, and instantly players started swarming out of them. We were so dead. They rushed us, and we were caught between close machine gun fire, sniper rifle fire, and huge fucking tank shells landing on our heads. I ran screaming in circles, so confused , and blinded by numerous flash bangs and explosions. I ran into an opposing Vanu player, and just sprayed and prayed, luckily killing him. But it wasn't over more players were advancing towards me, and they even had a couple of MAX suits. I was soon back to screaming like an idiot, lobbing grenades around me in the hope they would slow down my impending doom. I'm not sure what happened next, i thing I blew myself up, but the screen went dark and my character was flung into the air, dead. We had lasted little more than 3 MINUTES. But this is what is addictive about this game, and I couldn't wait to get back to the insanity.