#cod4

[welldonekhushi]

I just miss this trilogy so much. I hope no one ever forgets these golden games.

[collinnmckinley]

Like mentor like student - Modern Warfare Parallels.

[yourlovingfng]

Through photos and codes.

Chapter one.

Soap×Photographer&HackerFem!Reader

10 July 2011

It's 12.30 pm, you're currently in the paddock waiting for the start of the race, you decide to send a few texts, right now he's in Credenhill, not really that far away from where you're located

"How did it go this morning?"

You get no reply, he'd left you on read.

Whatever, you expected it, he will probably see it tonight.

-----

"Here you go, anything else?"

"A pen please."

"Got you."

Credenhill's hell, nothing to do but train. Soap is in a stationery at base, to celebrate he decided to get himself a journal, pocket-size, the squared lines are a bit blurred but it will work he just needs something to keep his mind busy during the hours he gets to rest.

"there you go"

"thank you."

Finding an isolated spot he decides to log the first happenings of the day:

Today he got to train with lieutenant Gaz, he thought him various ways to shoot and use a sidearm, “Remember, switching to your pistol is always faster than reloading”  grabbed even a compliment from successfully stabbing a watermelon,

Than he met Captain Price along with other members of the team, CQB test. The CQB test is a "mock-up" of the cargo ship they will infiltrate in the next upcoming mission.

-----

Is now 10 pm and you just got home, the job is pretty demanding and most of the time you take a few days off just so you can at least have a social life apart from the workplace.

You just got out of the shower and hear a notification from your phone; it's Soap.

"Where are you?"

"At home in Hereford, why?"

"You wanna grab a pint?"

"Only if you don't make me drive in circles again, like last time."

"Ah don't worry lass it's actually near base but I'll send you the location just in case."

"It better be or I'm shaving that mohawk of yours Johnny, let me get ready, I'll see you in 30 minutes"

-----

Coming to destination you search for him but it doesn't take you much to immediately recognize him,

"there's my bonnie!" he welcomes you with open arms, you reach for him  after getting out of your car and embrace his warmth tightly,

"Johnny you look like shit, went through hell in here?" you laugh looking at his face,

"just the start lass, just the start of this." he sighs maintaining eye contact, 

"at least they didn't shave that head of yours." you offer him a simple smile,

he opens the door for you and get inside, the place wasn't that crowded, it was but you could've imagined the seats getting full of soldiers, the dim yellow lights that hung down from the ceiling gave a sense of comfort and privacy accompanied with the pub's wood interior, after grabbing your pints you both took a seat at a small table nearby, in the corner of the pub, 

"So how did the breakup go?"

"it went alright, it was simple and there wasn't a fuss about it, but I feel like I lost a part of myself, I just wish we could've spent more time if it wasn't for the job. How about you?"

met with a slight pause you decide to take a sip of your pint,

"Nothing much went to the infirmary a few hours ago and the nurse tried to make advances on me"

You are taken out of surprise this time and almost choke yourself

"Did you fuck her?"

"It was a he but no."

"Well look at you pulling both genders."

[yourfavaschips]

captain john price from call of duty 4 modern warfare (2007)

would

[videogamepolls]

Requested by anon

[devileaterjaek]

[starz4us]

YA'LL YA'LL, LOOKS AT THIS EDIT I MADE

Tw: blo@d and guns?

[dawami]

i love old games

Старая трилогия навсегда в моем сердце

Перезапуск же, мне не понравился, он вышел каким то за гранью, сюжет оставил у меня плохие впечатления. Да, у неё красивая графика. Это все что могу сказать о ней

(Да и сказать честно, во второй части перезапуска сюжет даже более треш чем первая)

[theweirdowithcoffee]

Modern Warfare (2007-2011 Era) AU Chapter 1 Rough Draft (Continuation of Prologue Rough Draft):

"In The East, Nothing New."

Day 4 - 16:58:49, 2016

PFC Michael Carver

1st Bn., 7th Marines Regiment

No Man's Wasteland, [REDACTED]

"Carver, sitrep, over." Lieutenant Phillps broke through the static comm in his usual dull tone accentuated by his higher than average volume when giving out commands. He needed to so as to ensure Private First Class James Ramirez and I could hear him over the interference. I got on the line and reported back what the pair of us had been reporting for the past hour.

"Not a thing, sir, over." The loud noise punctuating the activating and releasing the button on the radio punctuated my nothing report. It was as boring as it was true. The U.S. Army Rangers usually saw more action, especially this deep into enemy territory. As a marine myself, however, I learnt to fear the quiet more than any firefight. Silence is the last thing you want to hear in a hot combat zone. Probably why I felt somewhat tense around the mute Ranger paired with me these past couple recon assessments.

Ramirez and I were scouting out ahead in "No Man's Wasteland". I adjusted my seating, the extra gear was more than what I was used to carrying, and the masks were causing more issues than I'd like. Ramirez on the other hand was as stone faced as ever. It was like nothing could ever phase the guy. It made going out on ops easy with him, but a little unnerving. He never talked back, never questioned a direct order, and somehow had always been ontop of things. But he was an anomaly. Sometimes he'd quietly take the initiative without warning and eas hust as capable at turning overwhelming odds into our favour. If he at least said something once in a while it'd put me more at ease, but I can always respect a man of action.

The radio roared to life before the Lt's voice filled in the temporary white noise. "Roger that. Come back home you two, regroup with the rest of us and we'll move deeper into the Wasteland, how copy?"

"Solid copy." The reply was simple but to the point, just as Uncle Sam had drilled into all of us grunts. I tilt my head over to Ramirez, who was crouched against a wall with a massive burned hole where once a window must've stood between. "We're Oscar Mike, bud," I quietly call out.

Ramirez gave a slight pause before glancing out the broken window space once more. A bit of dirt and debris fell gently down the floor above us when he did. After a moment he turned back to face me, staring through the gasmask that was obfuscating his and my facial features and made a quiet hand gesture. He put up three fingers and tilted his hand downwards a couple times.

I held my breath. Three tangos that we hadn't noticed? Trepidation crept in as I wondered if they heard the radio call between the Lt. and I. A quick gesture returned back to my fellow Private from I for him to stay on my back as we quietly were to descend and rendezvous with the team. A brief nod acknowledged my order. I took point, stepping away from the corner I was observing the location from and crouch walking out the burnt down doorway we passed through about four hours ago.

This was a dangerous place for anyone to be in. It was the site of the nuke that went off five years ago during Al Ahsad's coup. A middle eastern military rising practically overnight for the world to watch in terror after executing their former President, Yasir Al-Fulani, on live television was enough to shake up the western governments into immediate action back in the day. It would be nothing compared to what came next. Unbeknownst to the U.S. at the time, they were being supported by the Ultranationalist party in Russia during its Civil War, and they supplied a nuclear weapon. When the Americans sent our boys and girls in to bring down Al Ahsad, we were working on bad intel. We knew nothing about the Ultranationalist, the bomb, and where exactly Ahsad even was. The perfect recipe for a tragedy.

We came in half cocked and confident to end this conflict in less than a week. What we got instead- was 30,000 dead and the No Man's Wasteland. The deceased can't hear our sympathies, our anguish for their loss. They can only make room for us when we find our way back to them at the end of all things.

We've been steadily infiltrating this site for a while. Ahsad in the end was a glorified red harring, a face in the middle east for the Ultranationalist to wear. Orders came from above, the General leading the forces out here five years ago. Having risen up quietly in the past couple years, we have reason to believe the Ultranationalist party has taken an interest in the area for some ungodly reason. Walking in the shadows of ghosts isn't something I want to make into a regular hobby, but I'm a marine, we typically chart out the path those shadows eventually pass through. Having to do a joint op with the Army Rangers had me racking my mind for a while, made things a bit uncomfortable. We fight for the same government, but our training often conflicts with our priorities when fate ties our hands together.

Ramirez is an anomaly in that regards. There's never any conflict with the man, probably why the Lt. sent me with him for the past couple days. I'd say I like him, but it's hard to say someone is disagreeable or not when they never pipe up. What he lacks in vocabulary, he doesn't in action. I think just as much when he in no wasted efforts shifted into position right on my six, an M4, standard issue; at the ready. Not what I'd come to expect from those army boys, even less from a Private. The only person with as much potential and talent in his division was another Private, Allen I believe his name was. Hadn't met the man myself, but apparently General Shepherd had his eye on the both of them for his "special" task force. As for me, I've been moved around enough as it was.

The Ranger and I made our way down, tight in formation. The harsh winds were starting to pick up. We were located not too far from the initial site of the blast, any closer and the radiation couldn't be ignored. In theory, no one else should be here. Unless you were looking to not to be found or had a death wish. Intuition told me our friends three flights below weren't here to keel over. The pair of us made it down the long decaying hall which sharply directed us right at a harsh ninety degree angle until the the floor began to sink into an empty hole. A staircase might have been standing there at one point, but only a skeleton of a frame remained. Ramirez had to boost me up the first time, getting down was gonna be louder than either of us would have liked. Combined with the weight we're carrying, it's a genuine risk we could fall straight through this floor and the next.

I turned to meet with Ramirez, but as usual he was already picking up what I was going to say, flashing up his hand to gesture "okay" with his fingers as I've grown accustomed too on our outings. I reached out my arm and we gripped it by the forearm firmly as I readied to let him down. Not exactly standard procedure, but it was quick and mitigated the sound we'd make on our descent and exfil. He stood crouched at the edge of the drop off facing I and myself him as I began to lower him. The strain on my right arm wasn't great, but once he was halfway, he detached his grip as I released my own and his boots hit the ground. Fortunately, it suppressed his movements good enough. Now it was turn to get down.

I gripped deep into the edge of the flooring and flipped myself over until I was hanging off the edge. The space between myself and the ground was enough for me and a half of me. Luckily, Ramirez would make up some of that space. He slid over his M4 and waited in a trust-fall like catching position. Without much other options, I released hold and let the Ranger and Gravity sort the rest out.

The impact was a little rough, I was certain my shoulders were going to be sore, but the sound we would have otherwise made and damage to ourselves we might have done was reduced considerably. If Lady Fate was kind, it would be enough to keep us concealed. Wasting no further time, we readied up into our formation once more and carefully resumed our trek out of this dilapidated place. On our way to the next stairway, something caught my attention. I gestured for the Private to hold his position as I too came to a stop. Movement. It was faint, but it was there. Not by sight, but sound. The winds had picked up even further. Cancerous airs inflicted by the hate of man onto this Earth were now masking our enemies- yet us as well. It holds no loyalty for its fathers. A quick motion of fingers and wrists informed Ramirez that we were resuming our withdrawal.

We hit the next staircase. More sounds echoed in tandem with the violent weather. Anxiety of a radiation storm flared up in my mind, no matter how unlikely, but I wouldn't let that show through the mask. I could make out what might have been chatter. Hard to say what they were speaking, but it was a safe bet to say I wouldn't be able to understand even under better circumstances.

Then came the clanking of metal. A tone of aggression, but not pointed at our approach. Not at first. Turning my attention back to my partner in the field, I signaled for him to hold the position at the top of the stairs; I was to scout ahead. He reciprocated the silent command with slight nod and taking cover against the wall that followed the steps back down. This needed to be quick.

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[warpcd38]

John Christian Rose - Lunch from a Care Package (2020)

[skyboxeye]

Capturing the ambience of Call of Duty 4 (2007)

This FPS set a high water mark for cinematic campaigns and addictive multiplayer progression. This guide will look at its Xbox 360 and PC versions (Steam and retail).

Enabling the developer console

First, add the following launch options to your executable shortcut:

+set thereisacow 1337 +set developer 1 +set sv_cheats 1 +set monkeytoy 0

Next, enable the console (AKA "monkey toy") inside CoD4's menus:

Running the game

As always, following the relevant PCGamingWiki entry for essential tips and troubleshooting.

We can explore the single-player offering more rapidly using a series of commands and tricks. Assuming we have the launch options in place above, we'll gain access to a "Dev. only" mission menu. This runs the selected level in developer mode, enabling the use of more console commands:

Alternatively, we can use the console to start a mission in dev mode:

spdevmap <Map Name (e.g. blackout)>

To speed through levels safely we should active the god and/or notarget commands. If we're feeling silly we can use g_ai 0 to disable AI, but it applies to both friendlies and enemies. To increase our sprint speed we can invoke the player_sprintSpeedScale 3 command; to increase our player-character's max velocity we can use g_speed <Integer>.

Optimizing visuals

We can edit our user CFG file or run console commands to ensure models and objects are drawn at the highest possible level of detail (LoD):

seta r_lodScaleRigid 1

seta r_lodScaleSkinned 1

seta r_lodBiasRigid -1000

seta r_lodBiasSkinned -1000

seta r_zfar 0

However, I noticed that certain foliage (e.g. palm trees) seems beholden to LoD no matter what these values are. There is a r_forceLod variable, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.

Capturing footage

Use cg_drawGun 0 to hide your gun while in developer mode. To remove your HUD, try cg_drawHUD 0 and/or cg_draw2D 0. The latter also eliminates onscreen developer messages.

To move the camera freely, use noclip, or ufo. Each controls a little differently but both use WASD and its neighboring keys, plus the mouse. If desired, use cg_fov to adjust field of vision from its default of 65.

Extracting sounds from PC

CoD4's IWD archives are simply ZIPs in disguise, and can be opened with common programs like 7zip. For sound files, refer to iw_07 through iw_11.

There are a handful of additional sound effects inside each mission's Fast File (FF). We can get at them via OpenAssetTools. I also had some luck with iw_ff_extractor or FastFile Extractor.

Extracting sounds from Xbox 360

I found these XMAs have a slightly higher bitrate than the corresponding MP3s on PC. Use PAKExtractor to decompress packfile1.pak. This will dump the contained XMAs, which we can then convert with vgmstream.

These lack names and metadata; we can use the track lengths to match them with their corresponding, named PC files.

Identifying sounds

To display an overlay detailed the sounds currently being played, and their parameters (volume, pitch, etc) we can use snd_drawInfo <0,1,2,3>. There is also snd_draw3D <Integer> which will render similar info but inside the 3D view.

From looking at this info it seems the engine typically plays a highly-detailed stereo track, and then randomly (i.e. start time and pitch) layers on detail sound effects, to create streamed ambience.

To determine the exact parameters of these detail sounds, you can look into each mission's FF files. You'll find GSC scripts (e.g. blackout\maps\blackout_amb.gsc) specifying the base sound environment and events.

As an example, let's examine the ambience defintion for the AC130 mission, defined in common\maps_ac130_amb.gsc. It declares that elm_ac130_rattles should be played four times as often as elm_ac130_hydraulics, and as often as no sound ("null") at all. An event is chosen every 3 to 6 seconds:

ambientDelay("ac130", 3.0, 6.0); // Trackname, min and max delay between ambient events ambientEvent("ac130", "elm_ac130_rattles", 4.0); ambientEvent("ac130", "elm_ac130_beeps", 0.3); ambientEvent("ac130", "elm_ac130_hydraulics", 1.0); ambientEvent("ac130", "elm_ac130_metal_stress", 0.3); ambientEvent("ac130", "null", 1.0);

Recording in-game

If extracting and mixing is too complex, we can simply record in-game.

To disable music, we can simply delete the relevant files from the IWD archives using 7Zip. We can then use noclip while in-game to fly out of "earshot" from any positional sounds and record only the ambience layer.

We can also use this approach to record complex ambient events in isolation (e.g. elm_ac130_rattles et al.) - just delete the ambient MP3s with 7Zip, instead.

Appendix 0: Getting WAVs out of FF archives

When the FF extractors above don't work for us, we can try a hex-editing approach. First, decompress the FFs using Offzip:

offzip.exe -a armada.ff

Then, open the DAT dump in HxD and copy everything between the .wav filenames you are looking for.

Paste this into a new file created within HxD, and save. You should then be able to open this as raw 16-bit PCM in Audacity.

Appendix 1: Extracting other assets

Greyhound, a successor to Wraith, can extract models from CoD4 at runtime.

Appending 2: Popular mods that I couldn't try

Only supports Steam: https://gitea.com/JerryALT/iw3sp_mod/wiki/IW3SP-MOD%3A+Features.-. Presumably the resource limit increases would address issues like this:

For multiplayer only: https://github.com/Rex109/CoD4QOL

Official mod tools for building maps: https://www.moddb.com/games/call-of-duty-4-modern-warfare/downloads/mod-tools-sdk#membersform

Community enhancements and extensions for those tools: https://xoxor4d.github.io/projects/iw3xo-radiant/

Appendix 3: MW Remastered

I was able to extract the ambient streams from this release using Cordycep and Greyhound. I found MWR's assets are either qualitatively different or identical to MW's.

[40splishsplash]

Checking out Call of Duty 4: Modern Warfare in 2024! This is one of my favourite Cod games of all time,but how does it feel to play it 17 years after release? I'm facing both campers and cheaters, when playing on PC,but is it still fun to play even so?

[yourlovingfng]

Through photos and codes.

Chapter two.

Soap×Photographer&HackerFem!Reader

"You think you'll make it out alive from here?"

"Better be, I joined to make a change after all."

You laugh, looking down at your third pint. "What a stubborn poor bastard you are, Johnny." You chug it down, the liquor burning the top of your mouth, lingering in your tongue, wetted and soft lips leaving the glass. He puts his elbow on the table, burying his face into his forearm, his hand grabbing his own neck, his eyes are fixated on you, while the other keeps a hold of his pint.

"So where will you be heading next?"

"Germany, Nürburgring."

"Your favorite, right?"

"Right on."

"Never understood why you love that track; the weather conditions are awful, and the track is a fuckin' death trap on its own."

You look down at your pint as if the liquid inside would give you an answer.

"Maybe I love it just as much as you love to be in this hell."

Silence. The two of you maintain eye contact for a few seconds.

"You always find a way to cage me up, huh?"

"I guess that's my specialty."

He deeply hums in agreement before speaking.

"I'm having a mission this week in the Pacific."

He doesn't look enthusiastic about it; he doesn't look at you while speaking. He's looking down at his empty cup, his iris getting smaller from the thought.

"Might just get a swim in this heat, ain't we now?"

You try to lighten up the situation. His eyes look up, seeking you. You smile at him; it's small, kind of a sign of reassurance, as if you're convincing him that everything will be alright and that the mission will be a success.

Silence brings the two of you together, sharing each other's presence, creating a comfortable ambiance for the two of you to take in. You pull your head up to look at the wood ceiling, eyes heavy with every blink you make.

"Are you going to drive me back home? 'Cause I'm wasted as hell, Johnny."

"Didn't make a backup plan about that, lass."

"Fucking great."

-----

Bering Strait,

It's the deep hours of the night; one part of the world is still asleep while another part is still awake, and some are waking up from their slumber.

Price light his cigar shooting a glare at him, maintaining eye contact for a few seconds, as if to say that he will be count on him on this mission, after all the CQB test went well and he even beat Gaz by a few seconds so he really doesn't need to feel this sense of drought but nonetheless it's seats in his stomach and mind swaying just like the loud waves underneath him.

In 60 seconds he's going to put on his gas mask, pull out his MP5SD and  rope down the main deck, that's the first objective to surpass, it reminds him of the days in the 3rd Battalion, he met you around that time,

Finally the ship is on sight, Price tosses out his cigar and everyone is focused on it , taking every small detail printed in their mind.

"Lock and load." Ten seconds pass.

"Green light! Go! Go! Go!" They all fast-rope down from the helicopter, landing on the main deck and outside bridge with crew members inside. The adrenaline is starting to kick in. Price is leading the team. Their objective is to recover a suspected nuclear device, which is hidden in a crate inside one of the ship's cargo holds.

Everybody on board that ship is hostile; no one needs to remain alive in there.

Soap follows down Price, checking both stairs and corners. Going down the first pair of stairs, they are met with a drunk enemy: "Пей на здоровь-" Yeah, not today, mate. Soap shot him down immediately as the rest of the team cleared the crew quarters quickly.

They proceeded to the freighter deck, and Soap is met again with the cold wind of the sea. Today the waves are high, and the sea is almost trying to devour the ship and bring it under the cold water that surrounds it.

"We got company."

Yes, we got company indeed, Gaz. Johnny thinks in his mind."Hammer Two-Four, we got tangos on the 2nd floor."

"Copy, engaging."

Hammer Two-Four sprays its minigun across the floor, killing all enemies to then proceeding to take off and head back to base.

It all feels like a fever dream, all of it, maybe something out from a game but there it went.

"Copy Hammer. Wallcroft, Griffen, cover our six. The rest of you, on me."

they get to the door.

"On my mark - go."

Price opens the door. They enter inside checking their corners! Moving ahead and clearing their path, taking the stairs to go down each time, sometimes even meeting a few enemies, They get stack up at a doorway on of the team peeks around the door, but moves away as hostile bullets almost hit him. Price throws a flashbang into the room. They move down again and engage hostiles spread throughout the compartment. They clear the room.

Gaz gets a radiation reading from one of the crates at the end of the room.

"I'm getting a strong reading sir. You might want to take a look at this."

Gaz opens the crate to reveal a nuclear device covered by an Arabic flag.

"Hmm… its in Arabic… Baseplate, this is Bravo Six. We've found it. Ready to secure package for transport."

"No time, Bravo Six. Two bogies headed your way fast. Grab what you can and get the hell outta there."

"Fast movers. Probably MiGs. We'd better go."

"Soap, grab the manifest in the container. Move."

There's rush in soap that makes his blood pump out faster than usual maybe it's the adrenaline from everything he grabs the manifest as fast as possible.

They begin to head out.

"Wallcroft, Griffen, what's your status?"

"Already in the helicopter sir. Enemy aircraft inbound…Shit! They've opened fire! Get out of there! Now!"

There's no time to look back as they are already running for their lives.

An explosion erupts in front of them, they all fall to the ground for a few seconds, cold water getting inside their vest, the ship is tilting, the MiGs have opened fire on the ship and there was not time to lose, every millisecond counted to save their lives, and not even one needed to go to waste.

"The ship's sinking! We've got to go, now!" Gaz tells him shaking his shoulder up for a brief second.

Johnny is trying to get up, but the water around him it's making the task difficult, the glass of the mask is a bit broken, a hand is placed in front of him and he doesn't even think, Price gets him up, he feels dizzy

Captain Price: "Big Bird, this is Bravo Six we're on our way out! On your feet, soldier! We are leaving! Get to the catwalks! Move move move!"

Everything in his body just tells him to run, there's no time for thoughts to process, there's is no time to look, all he has to do is just run to the Heli,

His view is slowed as if he just taking all in and nothing at the same time, escaping from the rising water that acts like a threat every instance, in his pocket all he has is the manifest he grabbed but that can be dealt with later, for now all he has to do is just survive.

Getting to the main deck of the ship, he's met with the cold wind, wide eyes searching the Heli, just to get out of this cold, wet hell; finding it in time, he jumps for it; he's losing his grip on the ramp. Gaz notices and frantically points at him. Price notices and turns around; he's rushing to grab him. "Gotcha! We're all aboard! Go!"

"Roger that, we're outta here. Baseplate, this is Big Bird..." The voices fades off his ears, the sound of the high waves swallowing the rest of the ship into the freezing cold sea water.

That was fucking close.

-----

You are shopping for a few new lenses for your camera in Oxford Street, the weather is cloudy, the street is full of people, so full that you almost feel clamped between the people passing, As they push or try to walk in the busy road, you make it halfway to the store, and while you are tryin' to go in the direction the store is, someone bumps into you, "Hey! try to-" While anger tried to take over, shock does instead, your breath leaves as your eyes widens to the scene in front of you,

"Oh, Sorry I didn't mean to..." The guy in front of you goes silent as his body becomes stiff seeing you; The guy in front of you is Jack, the two of you broke off a week ago, you got to know him because you and him worked for the same magazine, after seeing him a few times at the same circuits you decided to give it a shot, ...after all you two seemed to be a good match, helping each other out on multiple occasions, It was easy to fall in love with him, he was charming and was genuinely a nice guy, there was never a problem with him but when you started your work life got into the way,

Destiny it is then.

You two just share a soft smile, and wonder off to where you were before; once strangers then lovers to back to strangers again.

Love hurts.

---

It's time to get back to Hereford, you're on the train with your laptop on reviewing the photos you took in Silverstone, a notification comes from below, you respond to the sender "Sorry, in public right now, might text later if I'm available." you close the tab, but then another message came, you open it:

"We're thinking about starting the recruiting program, any thoughts? 

"isn't it too soon? and didn't i gave a scheduled date already?"

"i know but are you sure you don't want now? I'm just saying that it's seems like a good time to start."

"Just stick to the plan."

"Understood, thank you."

-----

You finally come home, putting your expenses on the kitchen isle you fall on the couch, staring at the ceiling you start overthinking about the happenings of this week,

You are tired.

You decide your better off working,

Opening the door to your small studio, you are met with a messiness

it warms you, you never really liked having a squeaky clean house, and not a complete mess of a house, in it's own way it is organised and clean.

Hopping to your chair you click the photos you took at the circuit, suddenly johnny pops up in your mind,

You too met at a circuit, you were sat next to him, engrossed on your camera trying to take the perfect shot of every car passing, until he interrupted you,

"ay that's a nice one."

Looking back you were met with those piercing blue eyes, his face looked softer then even when he was serious, it gave away a warmth.

Exhale

You take another breath reminiscing on the past, you would've never imagined at the time that he was trying to make it in the SAS, but there he is now.

Sometimes you can't understand him but at the same time you can, it's his life after all, not yours, but a feeling of worry still surrounds your heart.

You might be a bigger pawn than expected.

(hello, the writer here, so sorry for not being active being busy with school and various, I'll be writing as much as I can, thanks for the patience.)

[rfbugs]

Player is able to get out of bounds and under the map in Backlot

Platform: Win10 Pro

Build: CoD4X 21.1

Severity: Major

Description: On the map Backlot, it is possible for the player to get out of bounds and under the map.

Repro Steps:

Download and install build

Boot into multiplayer

Create a class with the RPG perk

Create a private lobby and set the map to Backlot

Select the class with the RPG perk

Follow the movement steps in the video to get out of bounds

Expected Outcome: The player should not be able to get out of bounds.