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The Cylindrical Death Device

      Hey, everyone. I recently bought an excellent game by Chillingo called Storm the Train. This is a platformer and you are tasked with running and jumping, but with the twist that you are on board a moving train. I have chosen the role of Graham, a secret agent who has been sent to the scene by a helicopter transport and dropped on this rolling vehicle of carnage. Heck, the train has been overrun by zombies, skeletons, vampires and space robots, to name a few. The bosses are very tough and include Count Dracula, who throws spears at me.
     You can accumulate gold coins in the game and use them to upgrade weapons and clothing. At present, I have a rifle and an Uzi. Ammo is limitless, thank goodness, because the fighting is fierce.
    My favorite part of the game is when I come upon a "Cylindrical Death Device". This thing is cool. It is perfectly round and rolls toward the enemy. It is impervious to their attacks and grinds them to powder. Very cool. Then you hear a warning siren and you know that there is a missile coming. At such a moment, you must hit the 'jump' button and leap over the incoming missile, or your cylinder is shattered. This is mega-cool.
        Another fun part of the game is when you use your ill-gotten gains to buy a drone. This is like a mechanical flying friend who shoots all your enemies with a ray-blaster. It is a welcome break from fighting all by yourself, you know? He only hangs around for a while, then disappears. I feel better when he is hovering over my rear shoulder, I'll tell you that.
    When you fight your way to the front of the train, you must jump to a train which is just in front of your train. (Always wanted to do that.) When you do, the clientele of the train will change. On one train there are graveyards with tombstones and gold coins. There are upper and lower paths to take on the rail cars. I love to run along the top of a car, blasting skeletons, then drop to the lower car and run backward through an area, shooting zombies in the back when they think that I am above them. Pitiful creatures, to match brains with a more or less human being.
     This game cost me a whole dollar. It is fun, action packed and one of the better games on the store. I played it for 2 hours last night. The in-apps are not too demanding and I think you will like it. From this spooky train,
   I'm CE Wills.

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