The campaign missions can be pretty intense at times, but the underlying action itself lacks the sort of visceral punch that shooters ought to have.
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The first things you see in Shadow Ops say it all. There they are, Nos. 1 and 2 on the checklist of shooter clichés: crates and exploding barrels. And the terrorists—surprise, surprise—take cover behind 'em. See, these are well-trained evildoers, the kind disciplined to run right into your rifle muzzle and jerk around like they're auditioning for American Idol: Al-Jareeza Edition. It's unwise, for sure, but seeing as how a new batch of foes will spawn right in front of your face, maybe they're a little overconfident. Then again, it could be their certainty of reappearing in the requisite tropical and arctic missions where they'll wait for you to hop on a mounted machine gun before attacking that comforts them—is that No. 4 or No. 5 on the checklist, I forget? Nah, they're probably just happy to have found work as Men Who Fight Like Morons in a game that's all wrong and just as generic as it was the last 10 times you played it.
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