Stalker coop is completely incredible, of course. You’re drifters like Way of the Gun and presumably tracing Strelok’s footsteps. You can hand each other items and you have to fill your buddies in on the quest dialogue you’re getting from someone even though progress is shared.
If one of you dies it’s game over, reload your save. Hostile stalkers execute you when you’re downed and the regular one hitters like shotgun blasts still kill you outright. It is beautiful. We are clearing the car park flanking and covering each other because the fucking bandits will circle around the entire complex to catch you slipping. They shrug off entire magazines of 9x18 like complete freaks. The peashooter has never been more peashooter. Daphny could see my bullets bowing in a sad arc like a cartoon.