Dire Straits
I wasn't there for the first mission. I was busy digesting my disgust dinner, my signature dish "Heart Fucker 2k14". It's tortellini, tomato sauce, cheese, wrapped in a ball of mincemeat, that again is wrapped completely in bacon. Then some more tomato sauce added on top, and some cheese sprinkled on that. 30-40 minutes in the oven on medium-high heat. You're ready for cardiac arrest.
Radio Free Hazar
Man, ACRE adversarials are the best. As one of the defenders I given a rocket launcher to hit the incoming with. Luckily for the helicopter and it's passengers I can't aim the RPG-7 at all. I hit a house, almost taking one of our own people down in the rubble. Good job so far. After that began a long and strenuous hike to flank the bad guys that now had landed and were moving towards the objective we were defending. A bit of running and begging people to not friendly fire me later, I found myself looking at a dude aiming right at me. I think we stared at each other for a good 3-4 seconds before I opened fire. Stupidly lucky, so thanks for sharing my hesitance to shoot at unidentified people. Soon, thanks to the wonders of ACRE I hear voices. Aw yiss, time to shoot some peeps I can do that kinda ish. So I killed three people in a short-ish firefight, and downed a fourth one. As I got the last guy, he got me too, so I was down, bleeding and kinda out of bullets. So, back to ACRE magic I start shouting at the rest of the enemies to come over and have a chat. Seeing as I'm empty, bleeding and incapacitated I was hoping for a good show of faith. Draakon, that beautiful man runs up to me, taking my word when I said I was unarmed. A bit more distressing was the fact that he'd pulled out a pistol. Execution ahoy. Instead he chose to press me for information regarding the whereabouts of my team mates. In a crying voice I told him I couldn't betray my comrades, but Draakon told me he was gonna shoot me if I didn't. Mustering up my famed bravery, I shouted "THEY'RE AT MY POSITION" on the radio. I was summarily shot in the head by Draakon, the bastard.
Jackal Jaunt XL
My first, or second (I can't quite remember) time commanding a CO-OP. It was a rather sticky mess. A lack of clear direction, really unfortunate things happening (What the hell Dancemoox) and a final dashing and dastardly plan that worked surprisingly well. Just drive full speed, don't stop for casualties and blow stuff up in paper thin open vehicles. Tough gig, but that's how it goes.
HOSTages - Zargabad edition
Singing, shooting and I got revenge on Draakon so that's not bad. BLUFOR took it's sweet time getting there, though.
Crash Landing
CO'd again, stuck myself in the top of the minaret and tried to direct fireteams to be the most effective, while also getting some kills myself. Ended up at 30-something with my trusty AK, so that's a new record for me with FA. Anyway, we survived 'till the end, 7-ish people got out alive and I'm pretty happy about that. Do give me some feedback on the talky bits though, I might have overdone it with the words and all. It's all a bit of a blur.
Stiff Upper Lip
Had to go AFK as my housemate lit the kitchen on fire. When I came back, I ran in the direction of my FTL, only to find him dead on the ground. "Oh dear," I thought to myself "if he's dead, I probably shouldn't be standing
And that was the end of that.
Anyway, super fun session, thank you Satire, and it was cool to try my hand at commanding a bit.