Battlefield 4 multiplayer – my best and lowest moments so far
Ed reflects on his time on Paracel Storm.
Sometimes all you can say is “I was there”. And possibly, “I did my bit”. Earlier this summer, I flew to Stockholm in Sweden to participate in my very first 64-player match of Battlefield 4, a game that is to glistening Chinese skyscrapers what a drunk driver is to a curbside snowman. The journey itself was a breathtaking tale of everyday heroism, in which I courageously attempted to list some Swedish celebrities over dinner and at one point got lost in an airport. And the hands-on? Well, the waters are murkier.
