To start my weekend, I dove in what seemed like a hopeless revolution started by passionate, ordinary people. I played through Homefront: The Revolution and I managed to get the hopes of many riled up to start fighting back the KPA (Korean’s People Army).
My days as a revolutionist were spent as followed: arm myself, secure outposts, kill any KPA threats, spread the word about the revolution, save civilians, repeat. There were tireless nights where I wouldn’t know if the KPA were going to murder me in my sleep. Although, I did find peace in knowing I secured an outpost so more revolutionists can hold up in. My days were spent running until I was out of breath and sweat was dripping from my brow. Hiding in dumpsters from the enemy and smelling rather nasty. This isn’t the American dream I hoped for. We need change.
To start the revolution, I first had to show the people that our ideals will not be destroyed. I saved any civilians lined up against the wall, either working or ready to be killed. I would sneak up against the KPA solider and hold his mouth as I slide my knife across his neck. Blood squirted out as I laid him down on the ground. The people fled in terror, but that is to be expected. Soon word would spread about my good deed and will soon join my cause. I intervene line ups whenever I spot them. I also had to make sure our ideas were heard. Whenever I spotted a radio, I changed the station to our revolutionist station. This really brought up to morale within the zones I was currently in and definitely got supporters.
Next, to really show people we met business, I attacked armored trucks and propaganda cars to really mess with the KPA. Sneaking up the patrol, I would take out my rocket launcher and hit it square in the front or back of the vehicle. Although, this was dangerous, as I’ll die by a few shots from these guys (Deathwish difficultly). The second I knew the vehicle was blown to hell, I would haul my butt outta there. The KPA would be scrambling around, trying to get their bearings as I would make my escape. A few would be firing, but by then I was already around the corner. I also took out a few snipers in the area, which helped the people not fear the area as much. A big win would be capturing an outpost. That really boosted the revolution train to it’s fullest intentional because of the extra protection from the walls. Certain outposts would be hidden as well.
With all these efforts combined change was happening. I would be walking down the street, with my weapons holstered. The people from yesterday who were trying to get away from my antics were now rioting in the street, yelling at the KPA to get of our country. There would be people fighting each other, smashing cars with baseball bats, protests outside KPA controlled outposts and people gathering to retrieve weapons from the revolutionists to fight back. This was the change I wanted. This was it. When I got them all riled up, I made the final broadcast signal at my home base. The final nail in the coffin was to get all the people to fight back. I did this with all zones and I eventually ended up killing a high priority target in the process which made the KPA lose control over us. The revolution started. This was change, this was Americans coming together to take back their country one city at a time. That is what I did this weekend and it was rather satisfying to see all the ordinary people fighting for the same purpose as I raised my gun to them to show our victory. Many for victories to come.