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« Reply #220 on: April 09, 2009, 08:27 AM »

What's the most crippled people you've collected?

I was doing this once outside a very large mud village built into the side of a mountain in the Southern Province (I forget what it was called), and I picked off several people using this method. Every time one guy would come running in to pick up a wounded buddy, I would shoot that guy in the leg and they'd both drop, squirming around wounded. Before I could clear most of the bad guys though, I started getting shelled by guy with a mortar from somewhere deep inside the village. I ran down the hill from my perch and into the town with the M249, clearing out a couple people, and when I got to the large open area where I was crippling people, I found nothing. No bodies. Just assault rifles and blood in the dirt. I ran around a corner and found 4 or 5 guys all sitting on the ground, leaned up against the same brick wall, moaning and bleeding. They looked up at me and as the first one tried to fire a pistol at me, I executed him at point blank with the sniper rifle. Then I went down the line, executing the poor bastards one by one.

It was awesome.
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« Reply #221 on: April 09, 2009, 09:18 AM »

I think you mean the Dogon Village, and haha, that story is wonderful and just so typical of this game. Your mortarman was on a roof that is pretty much directly in front of the broken huts in the shade at the top of the cliff face. Next time you're there, keep an eye out for him.

Unfortunately, I'm at the point in the game where everyone is armed with the best weapons. While this makes killing dudes with rockets much more fun (The Carl G's rockets are laser guided, and if they don't have a dude to guide them with a laser they tend to flip out and do awesome things), it also means that all the enemies carry desert eagles. This means that the only way I can put a large group of injured dudes that have been dragged to shelter out of their misery is with a grenade, since approaching them usually means I have fifteen bullets in me before I can even get one of their heads in my sights.

Also, here is my favoritest Far Cry 2 explosion video so far.
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« Reply #222 on: April 14, 2009, 03:51 AM »

Killing the Jackal.
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« Reply #223 on: April 17, 2009, 07:55 PM »

I was running around in a grassland on the edge of the desert when an eerily familiar scenario played out.

I had just just shot a gazelle with the Dragunov, when I spotted something far off in the distance. It was a safe house. I spent a minute or two hiking across the plain when I approached the place and noticed that a fire had recently burned there. There were 2 destroyed vehicles, and on the ground was a dead man. There was no sign of anything living. However, I couldn't unlock the safe house because one of the guards was missing.

"Ultima hombre," I thought to myself. "Last man standing. Had to be one."

I looked around across the sun baked expanse of land before me.

"If you stopped, you stopped in shade."

I ran around looking for the missing man, when I found something quite a ways from the safe house: Another dead man. And next to him, was a satchel. And in it, was wealth.

I picked up the diamonds and immediately drove to the nearest gun shop to purchase a shotgun and whichever tent came with the most poles.

(I later found the missing guard a quarter mile up the road next to a river, where I set fire to him.)
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