However, pitching caution out the window at times can be fun too, and V2's new checkpoint system and automatic health regeneration makes experimenting with risky moves less punishing than the original. As such, sneaking up to choke enemies from behind, using your silenced pistol for close range headshots, and masking the sound of your gunfire by timing it to coincide with loud background noises, and dragging dead bodies around to use as bait are all smart tactics at your disposal when you're not busting skulls open from afar. You're a specialist trained for stealth and long-distance precision, not an infantry grunt.
In any other shooter these would be faults, but they're a perfectly appropriate fit in V2. Limited ammo reserves, limited health, and the sluggish lag time when changing weapons all but ensures speedy death for the unwary. The same goes for being surprised by your foes in close-quarters. Getting caught out in the open with your pants down can be disastrous, since it only takes a few blasts of enemy gunfire to wipe you out. You're just one dude against heavily armed forces. This is a sniping game after all, and I appreciate that the fact you're toting a high caliber scoped rifle isn't merely an afterthought. There are still a decent number of all-out firefights that have you hustling on-foot and frantically spraying SMG fire into soldiers charging at you, but relying too heavily on such tactics gets you killed more often that not. Setting charges to blow up bridges, rescuing prisoners, igniting armored tanks from afar, and sabotaging your foes round out a rotating array of objectives that bolster the more straightforward assassination-focused missions. V2's lengthy campaign delivers a satisfying trek through a well-designed medley of war-torn cityscapes ripe with tactical opportunities for assassination and covert sneakery. The raw essence of what it is to be a sniper is captured here marvelously, and it's this focus that keeps the setting and gameplay from falling into familiar WWII shooter genre ruts. But to be honest, I care precious little about the specifics of why and who once I slink through a stage and find a good vantage point to start popping off shots. Your mission is to take down or co-opt key scientific personnel to cripple the German V2 rocket program before crucial intel falls into the hands of the Russians. Taking place at the end of the second World War, this third-person shooter puts you once again in the battle-hardened shoes of US sniper Karl Faireborne as you venture deep behind enemy lines into Berlin. It's incredible moments like this that show off Sniper Elite V2's real magic, elevating the act of pumping bullets into foes into an art form. One that sends body parts flying in a ball of flame. Only instead of connecting with meat and bone, this one falls slightly short of its mark, entirely by accident, and hits a live grenade attached to his belt. By the time my victim's body crumples to the ground and his comrade draws his gun, another bullet rockets out of my chamber. The bullet spins through the air, hanging just for a second in the light, before it erupts through my target's eyeball in slow-motion and sprays blood, brains, and shattered cranium out the backside of his head - all in gruesome X-Ray vision that provides a sickly intimate view of the grisly noggin slurry as it makes its grand exit.
Taking aim at a pair of Nazis chatting amidst the din of distant gunfire, I hold my breath, line-up my shot, and pull the trigger. Perched atop the bombed out husk of a building, I scan the razor wire fence line and nearby rubble far below for movement through the scope of my M1903 Springfield.
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