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The Wise Warrior

    Hey, everyone. It's a hot day at the green retreat, with the temperature 91 in the shade. I have been playing a few games, such as my new game called The Inversion Project. It is manifest that in order to prosper in this game, you have to learn patience. The wise warrior does not remain standing and shoot it out with the drones. Life is short if you do this. Instead, reap the benefits of those hard-earned lessons which we learned as we played Shadowgun. Pop up, shoot, duck back behind cover, repeat. That being said, I still am playing on level one. I am enjoying it, however.
     I went back and played an older game today. It's one of my favorites, Desert Zombies. This game is a terrific shooter game with outstanding graphics and fun gameplay. I have reviewed it already so I won't rehash it. I want to get up to Wave 7 of the undead soldiers, but it is difficult. Today I encountered a huge monster with a huge machine gun, like a 50 caliber or better. He would leap way up into the air and bring his gun crashing down on me, using it as a club. Zombies and mutants are not the world's brightest guys, you know? Maybe he was just out of ammo?
      I was playing the arena known as The Ruins. I had taken up a perch on the second story of a bombed out building. The walls were almost all blown away, giving me a great field of fire. I stationed myself at the top of an outside stairway and awaited the coming hordes. My palms started to sweat when I heard their grunts in the near distance. From my vantage point I could see 5 caches of ammo, with one being right behind me. This was a comforting sight. I had an AK-47 as my primary weapon and a Spas as my backup. I was as prepared as I was going to get. The first zombie came shambling into view. He had holes as big as silver dollars blown completely through his rotting flesh. Hideous and revolting, yet imminently worthy of pity. I sighted on him as he came to the foot of the steps and blew him into pieces.
     Then I saw 3 more coming. They came from different directions and met at the stairs. I shot a barrel of gasoline close by and the resulting explosion slung body parts to the four winds. Then I felt a bullet tug at my shirt and spun around to see a zombie sniper on an adjoining rooftop. I ran behind a piece of wall that was still erect. It was only 3 feet tall but I stood behind it and shot a burst at the sniper, taking him down. At that moment I felt a concussion and the blast knocked me off my feet. I struggled to my feet and looked about in a daze, trying to find the new source of trouble. Then I saw the vapor trail of an incoming missile and ran to cover, just as a shoulder fired rocket impacted the spot I had just vacated. Ah, yes! I saw the rascal. He was a block away, shooting from a rooftop. I fired a long burst at his position and saw his remains melt to the concrete roof. With a sigh of relief I returned to my position at the stairway. As I arrived there a huge zombie, colored white like an albino, came into view. His head was on a level with my position, which being on the second story, made me gauge his height at close to 20 feet. I switched to my shotgun and fired round after round into him. He bellowed in pain but just kept coming. I ran backwards, shooting as I went. Mindful of the inadvisability of placing myself in a corner, I ran down another flight of stairs on the rear of the building with the big ugly in hot pursuit, screaming out his pain and rage. As I reached the street the brute fell dead at my feet. A chopper appeared over the rooftops at that point, spraying bullets all over the place and making my position untenable. I switched back to my AK and sprayed some lead in his direction. He swung away as I ran through alleys and bombed out structures, then came roaring back in. Leaden messengers pinged off concrete at my side but my bullets hit his fuselage again and I had the satisfaction of seeing smoke billow out of his aircraft. Moments later it exploded and I saw these words on the screen: Next Wave.
   Yeah, this game is intense. For 99 cents, it is a terrific buy.
    From this dangerous desert of the undead, I'm CE Wills.
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