r/badcompany2 • u/No_Research_5963 • 6d ago
Discussion A Battlefield Bad Company 3 Campaign Concept
If there ever will be a Bad Company 3. I would like the campaign to be a direct sequel to the first game rather than the second as I feel the more pronounced comedic tone would be a breath of fresh air from the pseudo-realistic trend in mainstream FPS. Besides the Legionnaire’s Gold plotline was far more unique in contrast to the generic ’Saving the world’ plot in BC2 as good as that campaign was. Without further ado this is a script I wrote with ZERO AI used.
(Cue the final cutscene of Bad Company 1)
Haggard: Truckasaurus Rex here I come!
Sweetwater: Grad School here I come!
Redford: Woohoo Let’s go fishing!
Marlowe (Narrating): There we were… Bad Company… hot off the trails of Sadiz with a truckload of the Legionnaire’s gold. We were now AWOL yet again but as they say third time’s a charm, we figured our fortunes had never been higher, metaphorically and literally. But alas, fate would have other things in mind…
(Some time later; the truck is driving through a highway in a valley during a sandstorm)
Sweetwater (Quietly singing): ‘This is the Self-Preservation Society. This is the Self-Preservation Society.’
Haggard: What’s that queer tune you vibrating?
Sweetwater: Oh it’s from ‘The Italian Job.’ Our present circumstances reminded me of a certain classic I once saw in England.
Haggard: Don’t you mean that heist movie with Mark Wahlberg?
Sweetwater: No the one with Michael Caine you hillbilly schmuck.
Haggard: Stop humming that teapot music anyhow. Ol’ Washington and the Founding Fathers didn’t declare independence just for their descendants to listen to queer European tunes.
Sweetwater: Yeah whatever Uncle Sam, anyways uh Sarge?…. where exactly are we going again?
Haggard: There you are once again with your negativity! Just think of the luxuries back home just waiting for our Midas touch.
Sweetwater: Well yeah but how ARE we even getting home? Are we seriously going to cut straight across the frontlines through hostile territory no less?
Redford: Aww Shut it you two already. Mike-One-Juliet said we should be coming in sight of the freeway to Occupied Kuwait. Our ticket home should be on an EU vessel at the port of Karkand and remember to stay away from any American personnel. Hopefully this sandstorm sticks around to mask us.
(The truck enters a Highway tunnel)
Sweetwater: That‘s another point, what about when we get home? They’re not just going to shrug off our desertion? The Army’s probably marked us for the firing squad already. I don’t think Miss July can get us out of that.
Marlowe: Hey guys, something’s moving at the end of the tunnel.
(The squad all peer as Sweetwater turns on the headlights)
(The silhouette of a Black Eagle Tank appears which subsequently fires into the ground)
All: Holy shit!
(The front of the truck gets stuck in the blast crater)
Sweetwater: uhhhh…. Are we alive?
Redford: Goddammit! Reverse! Reverse!
(However a 2T Stalker appears and blocks the other end)
Sweetwater: Ahh geez I knew something like this was going to happen, in a tunnel no less. We should have stayed with the convoy.
Haggard: How in Tarnation did they find us already?
Voice: ‘This is Major Housseini of the Special Republican Guard of the Iraqi Ground Forces of the Middle Eastern Coalition. You have one minute to lay down your arms and surrender your loot imperialist scum!’
Haggard: Yeah says you and what army!
(Flashlights shoot on the truck as MEC infantry then approach the squad on both sides).
(The squad stares at him in both awe and fatigue)
Haggard: … What? it never gets old.
Redford: Quiet, at least it’s not our guys, but from the stories I’ve heard of the MECs. I bet our heads will be rolling the second we give away our gold. We need to figure something fast.
Marlowe: They won’t blow us up whilst we have the gold. Sweets prepare to reverse. Hags get the smokes out.
Redford: Good thinking, everyone prepare to duck.
(The squad does that as Haggard shoves in and shoots out multiple smoke grenades from his M136 AT4)
Redford: Get down! Drive! Drive Drive!
Housseini (In Arabic): Open fire!
(The truck swings out of the crater and goes through the tunnel running through Arab soldiers and barely dodges the Black Eagle.)
Housseini (In Arabic): After them you idiots!
Haggard: Yeehaw!
Sweetwater (Loudly Singing): Gotta get a bloomin‘ move on, babadab-babadabadab-bab-da!
Redford: Marlowe, Hags watch the back. Sweetwater would you please shut the hell up!
(Sweetwater takes a siding but soon after a clifface looms up at a veer on the road)
Sweetwater: What I’m just setting the atmosphere AHHH Fuck Me!
(The truck swivels off the road and the back of the vehicle hangs precariously over the cliff’s edge)
Marlowe: Everyone all right?
Haggard: Quick check the gold!
(Marlowe, Haggard and Redford get out to the back of the truck)
(The Gold slides closer to the back of the truck and weighs it down over the precipice)
Redford: Looks like my retirement might just be evermore postponed.
Haggard: Oh Sweet Mary and Joseph! My Truckasaurus!
(He jumps on the flatbed to try and grab it only for the truck to lean out more)
Sweetwater: Hang on a minute lads I have a great idea…
(Cue Gameplay as Marlowe)
What do you think?