Central to this fun is how malleable Arma continues to be for its community, which before launch day had published almost 1,500 missions to Steam Workshop. The feeling of ownership that arises over these moments between you and your squadmates sticks in your brain. The sequence of events, the chatter, the wounds and kills we rack up, all developed because we happened to run over a mine and our tires got shot up.Īrma's capacity for stimulating camaraderie, atmosphere, and problem-solving, in other words, is fully intact. At one point we position two machinegunners with nightvision scopes at the lip of a valley to provide cover as we drive the HEMTT down an exposed valley, then taxi them back to us on the ATV. When we're free of immediate danger, we send someone back to base to retrieve an ATV so that we have a forward scouting element. But everyone works together to keep our war bus on track-my teammates give turn instructions, read the map, and scan the road for more mines. For the rest of the mission I have to drive lopsided, constantly counter-steering just to keep the truck on the gravel road.
The wheels don't deflate enough to go flat, but the suspension slumps to the left. Green tracers track the truck, eventually pricking some of my tires. We clump into the fragile HEMTT, burning diesel to get off the exposed ridge.
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