TERRORISTS. Arn'cha sick of 'em? I mean, you have just got a little nation coming along quite nicely, when all of a sudden these blokes turn up and make a mess of the whole thing. Or another scenario: Small country, heavily repressed populace. They have the cheek to start up a free market economy based on the plants of the Erythroxylacese family. Nothing wrong with that, nice little earner, but for the fact that the extracts of the Erythroxylon plant just happen to make people go unhealthy happy and selfassured for a very short time, and then deeply unhappy. Yep, you guessed, it is cocaine I am on about.
Hey, but these things are no big deal. I mean, given a helicopter gunship and lots of other stuff, a guy could get rid of all those problems and still be in time for his morning expresso.
But The Powers That Be have thought of that, and would not mind if you got rid of some criminals hiding out at the North Cold, er, the North Pole, rescue some boat people, destroy some pinko commie subversive missiles, pledge allegiance, and tell some of those Middle Eastern types that, "Hey, we do not dig being shot at - that is our job!".
As you have probably twigged by now, Fire is not about being New Age and mellow about humanity in general. You (who else?) pilot the helicopter gunship called Fire (must have taken weeks of work to think that name out) and you have got to show that the right side of an argument and the safer end of a gun are one and the same.
You scroll along, in a pleasantly Defenderesque manner, shooting everything that you can. Isn't this a little uptight of you? Maybe you should be flying around giving flowers to people and saying that all this violence is very negative and all the guns should be melted down and poured back into Mother Earth and the Pentagon could be turned on its side and painted purple and there would be dancing and poetry and general being together. C'mon people, sing May The Circle Reamin Unbroken!
On the other hand, there is always the option of keeping doing what you are doing; chilling out is not an option. You could admire the scenery (it is very bright) and the defoliate it and burn the rest down. You could watch the other helicopters as they plummet groundwards like a machine whose dues is definitely ex. Look at the little village huts. Don't they look lovely in the afterglow of an evening's raid?
Fire is one of those deeply annoying games that does not let up the action or the noise all the time it is loaded. It starts with the obligatory (awful) French Guitar musick. It then goes on to a rather nasty helicopter taking off from an aircraft carrier bit, and then to the game itself. Once the game is over (very quickly, you only get one set of shields) it is back to the aircraft carrier bit.
To be fair, there are worse games than Fire. There are not many, though.