Well, since
someone forgot to take a vehicle with passenger seat, some of us have to trek through the countryside to reach the target.
Approaching the target. At least for the third time. The last two ended very miserably as I found out that the ghillie suit and tall grass don't seem to prevent the AI from finding me with their X-ray sights.
Raptor demonstrates creative uses of tow car.
Since that doesn't work, it's time for some Grand Theft Chopper
And off he flies into the proverbial sunset. Time to head for the next objective.
Aerial troll to the rescue!
Scouting for baddies.
800 meters, soon-to-be-zeroed sights, sniper rifle and a great view. After spending the last hour on that cursed hill where either the grass or the elevation was forcing me to do close combat with a sniper rifle, this felt like a dream.
And then I woke up, realized I had to go and went haywire with the rifle. Dropped a bunch of infantry and a tank crewman, got unceremoniously killed and left. No idea what happened after that.