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Your friend on Windows is looking at a server list. You are on a Mac, looking at a different one, and neither of you can see the other. Nothing is broken.
Call of Duty: Black Ops arrived on PC in 2010 carrying an apology. The year before, Modern Warfare 2 had shipped without dedicated servers.
Almost every idea in the shooters you play now was in Call of Duty 4: perks, killstreaks, and a levelling curve that hands you a new toy every few matches.
Somebody throws smoke into the street on Toujane and the round changes. The next thirty seconds go to whoever guessed where the enemy would come out.
A trench is a corridor with a corner every few metres. You cannot see past the next bend, your rifle is nearly as long as you are, and so is his.
You hear the helicopter before you see it, and the music before either: a sixties rock track that the anti-aircraft gunner below can hear as well as you.
The wall you are hiding behind is temporary. Somebody outside has a rocket launcher, and in ten seconds your corner of the house will be a pile of rubble.
Shoot the pillars of the skyscraper in Siege of Shanghai and it comes down across the island, dust blocking every sight line, a flag now buried in rubble.
The hard part of Battlefield 2 is not installing it or finding a server. It is getting a copy at all, because no storefront has sold it in a long time.
A screenshot of BattleBit Remastered does the game no favours. Blocky little figures, flat colours, toy-set buildings. It reads as a phone game.
Battalion 1944 was crowdfunded by people who wanted a World War II shooter back with no perks, no killstreaks and no unlock treadmill, just fast movement.
The submarine is flooding, the lights are out, and the person meant to fix the reactor is on fire in the airlock. Nobody did anything wrong on purpose.
