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Contract Killer Zombies 2

    Hey, everyone. I see that you are enjoying your weekend, just hanging out and playing I-Pad games. While you're at it perhaps you should try Contract Killer Zombies 2, a free to download extravaganza of apocalyptic action shooter that will ring the bell for anyone who loves shooter games. Let's talk about it.
    First of all, it is another huge file, about half of a Gig. The graphics are superb, really special. The gameplay is possibly the best I have played on the app store. You can actually play it and have fun, make progress and all that cool stuff. In fact, it was so good that I felt compelled to buy an in-app because this game is a free download. Unfortunately the cheapest in-app was $4.99 which this game is certainly worth, but how far can I go for what I've already invested? Nevertheless, I have had a ball with it and played it for two hours last night. About that in-app, though. I paid $4.99 for 100 gold bars and did not receive them.  !!!!! I received the bonus associated with the purchase which gives you double bars for stuff you find lying around in crates. They should really fix that glitch and if the developers are reading this, please send me my gold.
    Back to the actual gameplay. There has been an accident and you are going into a town called Safehaven (cruel name, considering the devastation) to assess the situation. There is wreckage and dead bodies piled in the streets; cars everywhere and zombies shambling about. Let's talk about the zombies! Nice variety. There are Pipers. These cowardly pack hunters find you, then set up an awful wailing as they call their comrades to the feast. They are pinkish red, with their guts hanging out, and they slither around on the floor in a repulsive manner. You must kill them fast to shut up their infernal wailing or the joint will be infested with the nasty boogers.
    There are gas bag zombies who explode when you shoot them. Therefore it will behoove you not to be standing really close to them when you shoot them. Then there are the huge, muscular Smashers. They can carry around a lot of your lead.
     In a truly gross section there are zombies who pull glowing balls of green slime from their abdomen and throw it at you. No, I am not kidding. I have no doubt that this is unsanitary. Ha, ha. Don't get me wrong, I didn't mind this section at all. It was exciting.
    There are the inevitable upgrades for guns and med-packs. I was relieved to see quite of bit of ammo lying around in crates, which is cool. I have used a ton of it.
      I can't figure out if I have played some sort of multi-player or just an oddly set up mission. This thing has a map and missions like Dead Trigger, by the way. In this one deal I was put on a rooftop with a sniper rifle and was helping to protect a lady who was across the street, shooting from a window. The mutants were battering at the junk she had barricaded the place with and I was shooting them. There was a crate of ammo next to me and it would allow me to refill my guns every 30 seconds. In all my gaming, I can't recall a more intense feeling than trying to save the barricaded damsel from the horde, with the Pipers screaming for more of their ilk to come. Dramatic is the word which I was searching for. I had a ball with this game. They should have a massive hit on their hands if they don't get greedy, and if they will take care of the above-mentioned glitch with the in-app. In spite of the imperfections, I really like this game. A lot.
     I'm CE Wills.
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