But what Rising Storm does so successfully is make you rely on and master the particular weapon in your hands, knowing its quirks (such as the M1 Garand's familiar ping that signals an empty clip), and learning how to utilise it successfully is key to not dying every two seconds. As with any FPS, your gun is an extension of your self - it's the thing poking out of the screen in front of your very eyes. There are no regenerating demi-gods here, just men and their deadly weapons.
In Rising Storm, as with its predecessor you are a weak, fragile soldier. Gone are many of the bugs and stability issues that plagued Red Orchestra on release, leaving behind a tight, chaotic, team-based shooter where death is never far away. Rising Storm from Tripwire Interactive takes Red Orchestra's bullet ridden battlefields to the far-east as we wage war on a new front.
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