Sniper Elite 4 was just like the other installments: I exhaled slowly, fired, checked the X-ray, and went looking for a new position.

Italy works better here than just a postcard. The maps are wider than in 3, there are more routes, and the sniper rifle finally stops being a hallway attraction. You can bypass a post, pick off an officer from a kilometer away, or wreak havoc with grenades and hope they'll forget about it. The killcam is still cheesy and still enjoyable. If you've played the series before, it's foolish to give it up: the crunch of a rib in the Tuscan sun is already a ritual.

The stealth is simple, the AI ​​is sometimes blind, the plot is subordinate, as always in Sniper Elite. No one comes here for a big war. They come to lie in the grass for half an hour, count the wind, and catch that one perfect shot. 4 offers this more generously than the previous ones.

If you love the series, go ahead and pick it up. There's no new manifesto, but there's a better version of the same pleasure: you chose your own point, you ruined someone else's parade, you left to the sound of church bells. After the credits, you still open the map "for another ten minutes." Then for an hour.