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Who turned on that bright light?
And who are all these people wandering around the house? They don't look German, maybe I will let them live...
Ok, It's possible that I played Call of Duty 3 a little too much this weekend. So I finished the game in two days, so what? You got a problem? Maybe I should grab my Bren and ...
uh, sorry. I guess I killed one too many Germans.
Had a short stint with Blackwalt in the original GRAW on Saturday night, but other than that, oh and a b**chslapping of the Leafs in NHL 2K7 (always satisfying), I played COD3 most of the weekend. And by most, I would say that it was a lovely weekend in the Laurentians, but I am not certain if I would be telling the truth since I saw little of it.
Pros: Freaking awesome details, intense action, very loud sound and lots and lots of weapons of every shape and size. I discovered that I am a better sniper than anything else. Also, you get to play as the Canadians (as well as the Brits, US, and the Poles) which is a nice twist.
Cons: Very linear, sixteen hundred save points when you don't need them and none when you do, and it is possible to take a heck of a lot of damage and still fight like nothing happened. French Resistance - one of the idiots wouldn't come out of his room after I rescued him, no matter what I tried. I had to go back to the previous save point and do it over.
So now I see Germans in my sleep and I hear machine gun fire periodically during the day. But other than that, I'm fine.
'GERMAN INFANTRY IN THE OPEN!!!!'
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French Resistance - one of the idiots wouldn't come out of his room after I rescued him, no matter what I tried.
Hell, I'm French, and I wouldn't follow you either...
No, we're led by a French Canadian Lieutenant through the Canadian chapters, and he actually fights up front!
Hey, le cave en arriere... You listen to mee ?
OK, I want you go to this side, tu pige ? Non, crisse, l'ote bord...
Then you saute over le ditch, but tabarnac, de German he see you, so crisse la pedale dans l'fond.
Then POW! Une balle dans l'front, pis tu prend son gros gun. Then you turn it 'round, and calisse une balle dans cul de n'importe quel Kraut qui'se monte la face.
Envouaille, calisse ton camp.
His English was a little better, but yeah, that was the general tone.
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you are not from Quebec
... drop to their knees every day to thank the Lord about that very fact.