I was driving around in my military truck, looting the entire city, when I come around one of my favorite things in C:DDA… Crates.
Where I conveniently found, for the first time in history (it’s raining men), a batch of smoke grenades, flashbangs, C4s and, most importantly, a Granade.
My strength went from 12 to 16, Dexterity from 10 to 15, Intelligence from 12 to 16 and Perception was just… there… Then I thought to myself: “As if being able to kill Brutes without the need for bushes or windows with my broadsword wasn’t enough, now I can probably wrestle Bears and Moose. NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW… Except for this house I crashed into with my truck. While being shot by a turret. And now I’ve been blown up by a robot.”
Fuck the random city robots.
EDIT: It’s the big robot baddies that have the “laser dot marks the spot… of your intestines”, right?