Miller touched his chest. Solid. Real. He looked at his rifle. The texture was crisp. The world was rendered.
The screen flickered, then died to a flat, soulless gray. arma 3 shaders not valid
Park looked down. There was no blood. No wound. Just a perfect, clean hole through his plate carrier and body alike, revealing the gray void beyond. He fell forward, and his body clipped straight through the ground, vanishing into the unrendered earth. Miller touched his chest
“Sir, my optics are fried,” he said, turning toward Sergeant Vance. then died to a flat