Upon Further Review of Razor: Salvation

    Hey, everyone. I hate to sound like an NFL official, but the new game called Razor, Salvation is even better than I initially thought. Everyone who is a fan of the shooter genre should run, not walk, to get it. Let me talk about this a moment.
   You have the 3 maps, the upgrades, and just when you think that you're on a sweet run against Zombies type 1 and 2, new enemies appear.
    The smaller robot insects (crawlers) can be killed fairly well with your rail gun. The flying drones are hard to hit but not terribly hard to dispose of. But then...here comes the !#** big insects, the Walkers. Their front legs are armored and seem impervious to my attacks. The rail gun doesn't seem effective. While you goof around with them, the other enemies overrun you.
    I'm getting more in-game cash now and the developers seem to be generous with it, plus I'm learning which of my weapons are effective against which adversary. It is a blast of a game to play. I highly recommend it and I thank the developers for making it so that an old-timer like myself can actually play it.
     The game has upgraded my rank from 'average killer' to 'skillful shot'. It is awesome to fire a rocket over the shoulder of a lady fleeing from zombies and take out those in pursuit of her. Yeah, this one should make mega-bucks for someone.
    From the streets of Frankfurt, I'm CE Wills.

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Shadowgun: Crushing The Driller On Level 4

Hey, everyone. Let's talk about the game called Shadowgun, the I-Pad game with which I have a love-hate relationship. Most of you who made it past the evil Cyber Lobster are doubtless locked in a death struggle with the Driller at the end of level 4. At this point you have been in the cave for a long time. The Driller breaks through the rock wall and chases you through the tunnel as you try to shoot out the green lights which slows the Driller down. If you are slick enough to shoot out all the lights and emerge from the cave, a rolling door crashes on the Driller and crushes his aggravating carcass. I have tried and failed to beat the Driller at least 250 times. I hate the Driller to the heights and depths my soul can reach. I hate it like a plague. I hate it with intensity of feeling. I hate it like a rich man hates taxes. Excuse me, I got carried away. We had a big dinner here at the green retreat and my friend Trevor was ...

Faerie In a Glass Jar

Hey, everyone. Sometimes gaming can be high-pressure. Take tonight, for instance. I was playing the excellent puzzle game titled 4 Elements #2. I have already done a review of it so I won't attempt to do so again. You have to match symbols and use 'power-ups' to get molten lava to flow around a board and bring life back to a faerie world. Cool. That's what I do. I'm into it. There are also a variety of mini-puzzles such as hidden objects and even putting together a jigsaw puzzle. Hey, when I get in trouble I call Carley. Anyway, tonight, Carley wasn't around when a crisis struck. I was confronted with a faerie in a glass jar. She was crying for help. She said that she was running out of air. Every minute or two she would rattle the jar. In order to free her, I had to find all these objects and use them. Like there were some missing books. Then there was the pieces of a torch. When I found them I could light all the candles. I found the pieces of ...

You're Aiming the Missile Where?

Hey, everyone, out there in game-land. The number 1 game on the friendly neighborhood app store is Call of Duty: Strike Team . No wonder, because it is a terrific game. The farther I play, the cooler it gets. But before I get to that, what are all these numbers indicating on my gun? Has to be some sort of ammo indicator for the clips, I guess. either that or some of my compadres has trouble doing his math homework. Whatever. Hey. Check out the picture of me hitching a ride on an enemy truck so that my team can infiltrate a missile silo. Do you like the face mask? I bought it at a store called Fashions by Bane. Ha, ha. (Batman Reference) On this mission, my team was assisted by a Russian Spetsnaz squad. How's that for detente, comrade? These Spetsnaz guys make everything fun. What I mean is this. We shoot bunches of enemies and get into the bowels of the silo. We get to the gantry where the missile is (Pictured above) and we see that the rad...

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