PUBG: BATTLEGROUNDS Reviews

Please stop trying to kill the game. 5.8k hours of play time and I can tell you that this map selection is about to kill the game. I have never before seen in NA lobbies of 20 to 40 actual players and the rest fill with bots.... You have the queue time very short and you now split the player base with map selection. Also you made a sneaky change that when waiting for the count down to start is no longer 60 sec and it can start at 20 or 30 sec. not giving players time to join the game so you have to fill with Bots. Noone and i mean noone wants to fight bots or look/hear bots fighting. I'm not hear to tell you what to do with your game. I'm hear to say that the game many of us love is dying and what you "Krafton" is currently doing is not working.

I have been playing this game with my friends now for almost 8 years and it has gotten to a point where every match is comprised of only bots or hackers.

3759 hours later and I'm still playing. Whenever I get bored of every other game, I somehow end up back in PUBG. I've taken breaks, uninstalled it hundreds time, sworn I'd quit, and then came back again. Not many games can keep me coming back after this many hours.

Russian company doesnt ban russian cheaters, only non-russian accounts with hacks get punished. Still a fun game but too many russian cheaters on western servers.

I got two 72-hour bans in PUBG for no clear reason. I have no mouse macros, I even closed all PC background apps, and played normally, but still got banned again. PUBG Support only gave vague replies and wouldn’t tell me what caused it, so I have no idea how to prevent it from happening again. Very frustrating, especially when I have paid content on the account. My recommendation is do not play this game.

All developers of this game can suck it hard for what i care! Go to waste with your stupid piece of crap of a game and milk it to the bone! This game died after it was released.

I have over 10,000 hours in PUBG, and I've spent thousands of euros supporting this game because I truly loved it. Unfortunately, after all these years, it feels like loyal players have been abandoned. The cheating problem has reached an unacceptable level. Every day, legitimate players are forced to compete against obvious hackers while the anti-cheat system fails to provide a fair experience. Instead of focusing on protecting honest players, it often feels like the priority is selling new skins and cosmetics. A competitive game cannot survive if players no longer trust the integrity of each match. PUBG has one of the best battle royale gameplay experiences ever created, but it is being ruined by the lack of effective anti-cheat measures. I sincerely hope Krafton starts listening to its long-term community before it's too late. Loyal players deserve better.

560 hours later, I have come to the conclusion that PUBG is less of a video game and more of a personality disorder. I downloaded this game thinking I was about to become some tactical operator straight out of an action movie. Instead, I became a highly trained expert in opening doors, picking up attachments for guns I don't own, and getting shot by people I never even saw. And somehow, I love every second of it. PUBG is one of the few games where you can spend 20 minutes looting like a raccoon with anxiety, find your dream M416 setup, level 3 gear, enough meds to survive a zombie apocalypse… …and then immediately get sent back to the lobby by a guy named "PochinkiPresident" using iron sights and pure hatred. The emotional rollercoaster this game provides should honestly qualify as cardio. I've experienced: • Fear. • Hope. • Panic. • Overconfidence. • Betrayal. • Acceptance. • And several near-heart attacks. I've had moments where I felt like John Wick. I've also had moments where I accidentally threw a grenade and discovered that I was, in fact, the enemy. PUBG has taught me many valuable life lessons: Never trust a quiet house. Footsteps are louder than my own thoughts. The blue zone is not your friend. Trees are emotional support animals. "Just one more game" is the biggest lie ever told. The frying pan is not an item. It is a way of life. No matter how many times I get sniped from another ZIP code, run over by a Dacia traveling at the speed of light, or lose because I forgot the zone existed, I always come back. Because when PUBG is good… IT'S REALLY GOOD. Nothing compares to those final circles. Hands sweating. Heart pounding. Two players left. One mistake and you're back in the lobby questioning your existence. And then… WINNER WINNER CHICKEN DINNER. For approximately 30 seconds, you become the greatest soldier who has ever lived. Then the next match begins and you're immediately punched to death by a naked guy in Pecado. Perfectly balanced. 560 hours in, and Erangel still feels like home. 10/10. Would happily spend another 560 hours getting third-partied by someone hiding in a bush since 2018.

Fashion game with a useless anti-cheat system, and now even free account can play ranked match :D

I've played PUBG since before its full release. I have over 2,000 hours in this game. That number means something. It means I didn't just try PUBG and move on. I stuck with it. I came back to it. I played it through bad patches, bad performance, cheaters, bugs, questionable decisions, and years of frustration. A lot of those hours were with friends, especially over the last three years after taking a long break. And honestly? That is the part that hurts. Was PUBG good when it first came out? Not really. It looked rough, ran badly, and often felt like it was barely holding itself together. But it was fun. It had something special. Did it get better when it went free-to-play? A little, maybe. But not enough. The bugs stayed. The cheaters multiplied. The game kept finding new ways to disappoint you. And still, I kept playing, because despite everything, I was having fun with my friends. Over the years, I watched PUBG slowly turn more and more into a cash grab. Season passes, collaborations, skin boxes, endless cosmetics, monetization everywhere. The soul of the game started to feel buried under all of it. But I still played. Not because the game deserved endless forgiveness, but because the moments with friends were worth it. Every few matches, you run into someone who is very obviously cheating. Not “maybe they’re just good” cheating. I mean the kind where everyone in the squad goes quiet because we all know exactly what just happened. Did that make me quit? No. We complained, we sighed, we queued again. PUBG never came to Linux either. The excuse was always something about cheaters and anti-cheat. So I installed Windows literally just to play this one game with my friends, in 2026 (or back then in 2022), when so many other games run flawlessly on Linux through Proton. And the worst part? That anti-cheat still doesn't seem to stop the most blatant cheaters. It blocks Linux users, but somehow the people ruining matches every day are still there. I tolerated a lot. Cheaters? Fine, queue again. Bugs? Annoying, but whatever. Bad performance? Been there before. Greedy monetization? Disappointing, but not surprising anymore. I kept making excuses for this game because I wanted to enjoy it with my friends. But now I can't even reliably open it. That is where it finally breaks me. Sometimes I get lucky and reach the lobby. We queue, we play a match, maybe we win, maybe we lose. And then the real game begins: trying to get PUBG to work again. My friends sit there waiting while I restart, relaunch, crash, fail to load, get stuck, or hope that this attempt will be the one that actually lets me back in. Thirty minutes can disappear just trying to enter the lobby of a game that is almost ten years old. And what makes it even worse is that this does not seem to be some brand-new, isolated issue. You can find people talking about this on Reddit, Steam, and other platforms for months now. Around three months of players reporting the same kind of problem, and still there has been no real acknowledgement. Not a fix. Not a workaround. Not even a simple message saying, “Hey, we know something is wrong and we’re looking into it.” Just silence. That silence is what really kills any remaining goodwill. Bugs happen. Technical problems happen. But when a game has been around this long, and when players are clearly struggling just to launch and play it, pretending the problem does not exist feels insulting. PUBG has been around long enough. It has made enough money. It has had enough time. And somehow, after all these years, it still feels like the developers never managed to turn it into the game it should have become. Worse than that, they managed to break it badly enough that even someone like me, someone who forgave the cheaters, the bugs, the monetization, the lack of Linux support, years of technical issues, and even installed Windows just to keep playing (when I returned to it), finally gave up. I didn't quit because I stopped caring. I quit because I cared for too long, and PUBG made that feel pointless.