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The Sandstorm, N.O.V.A 3 and the Lion King

    Hey, everyone. When last I talked about the popular shooter game called Nova 3, I had been on a sweet run, passing several save points and approaching the highly coveted end of Chapter 4(?) I was sick of that derelict space ship and ached to move on.
    When I reached the transporter room with my two-faced friend, Maz-Rah, we encountered fierce resistance. We were killing Volterite scum and stacking them up like firewood.
    Maz-Rah continually whined, "Disable the transporters, or they'll just keep coming!"
    Over and over he said this until I muted the game. I mean, did he tell me how to disable the transporters?? Nooooo, he did not. So, in between shooting guys I tried several things to disable the devices. I threw grenades in them. I shot the blue lights above the doors. I went inside them all (7) and looked for buttons and switches. I went to every control panel in the room and checked for a breaker, switch or a crystal shard. No luck.
    Finally I went to You-Tube and watched a walkthrough of the this chapter by a guy who calls himself Lionking853. Lion King did a good job on the video and I want to thank him for showing me what to do about my Volterite infestation. The blue lights above the doors turn red from time to time. Shoot them out while they are red and the transporters are disabled. Don't forget the transporter on the top landing. That landing is a good place to run to while you recover your health, by the way. Then you can come back down and rejoin the battle.
     Now I have, at last, escaped the space ship and been sent to a desert planet that is used as a prison. A bad sandstorm is coming as I try to battle my way to a shelter.
    One last thought. I have downloaded a couple of free games this morning. I haven't played them but I thought I'd mention them before they go off sale.
1) Darkside
2) Toon Shooters
3) Marvel Kapow HD
     Have a great day! If you don't, please don't blame it on me. Ha, ha.
   From a sandstorm on a desert planet, I'm Kal Warden, CE Wills. 
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