A while ago, I was playing Gears of War. I had managed to get to the part of the game where you have to trick the Breserker (Immune to most weapons) into knocking down sections of the roof in order to expose it to the Hammer Of Dawn. I quickly managed this, and fired the Hammer into it's back for several seconds, then got another second in. Seeing the thing on the brink of death, I decided to have a little fun. I snuck over to the opposite side of the room, ran in a circle to attract it's attention. Sure enough, it came barreling towards me, I tapped the (A) button to dive out of the way.
But that wasn't the (A) button. It was the (B) button.
The Melee button.
Next thing I know the Berserker is laying on it's back, dead.
I had just given a Berserker an uppercut with the designator, and killed it.
The way I see it, he was open to damage from melee weapons the whole time, but they would inflict so little damage it was next to impossible to take one out. But the feeling I got as I stood over his corpse was one of pure joy.
Anyone else got any stories similar to this?
But that wasn't the (A) button. It was the (B) button.
The Melee button.
Next thing I know the Berserker is laying on it's back, dead.
I had just given a Berserker an uppercut with the designator, and killed it.
The way I see it, he was open to damage from melee weapons the whole time, but they would inflict so little damage it was next to impossible to take one out. But the feeling I got as I stood over his corpse was one of pure joy.
Anyone else got any stories similar to this?