Posted 21 December 2013 - 11:50 AM
In my mind's eye, human body soaking up bullets just never make any sense, even in video games.
Even the contra game from the nes era makes more sense than many modern shooters they released this couple of years where the good guys took rains of bullets like taking a shower and it only hurts occasionally when a ****** flush the toilet while you're at it.
Unless there's a scifi force field or super futuristic armor suit, I prefer to take the red omen that accumulate on screen in the gears of war video game as heavy fire landed so close and the somebody that fires it is getting closer and closer to actually hit you.
The blood? Oh... it was just bullet graze or splinters of concrete from all of the fires directed at you.
Works the same with the board game. I never take the cards as hit points or live bars.
To me, it represents your constitution (more cards, more tactical choice), risk (the more action you take, the more viable target you are for the locusts).
With bullets raining down on you, lay low and hope your fellow cog took the heat from you (with cover fire order card or other card distributing order cards or charge ahead and offer himself as new target to shoot at).
And heal phase, just because it's called heal doesn't mean that getting those two cards seal shut those bullet holes you suffer when that locust attacks you. You never got shot you see, you are just taking some heavy fire that disoriented you, making your decision making was impaired and your soldier instinct tells you if you make more stupid unnecessary move, you might eat that one bullet that could end you.
No kids, when you received those two fresh card, time passes by. You regain your nerve to take more action, the heavy fire which suppressed you are less intense, allowing reason to win over fear, thus your cog may think how to overcome the situation.
Finally... when the locust hit you when you got stupid or reckless enough to pop your head too much, or when you inject that adrenalin shot to revive a downed soldier in the open, or foolishly expose your hand to try reaching and grabbing extra ammo... then your armor took two or three hits that took air out of your lungs, wounds your cog to the point of almost loosing consciousness. And then he pathetically crawled for help.
Just pray that no locust advanced to your area and crack your skull with his boots.