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Arctic Sniper

      Hey, everyone. It has been a crazy weather week in the South. Tons of rain and some flooding. Perhaps snow and other stuff moving in tomorrow. I saw snow on the radar for Mississippi. Very rare. I like that state very much and I've traveled the length of it many times. But, I digress from my stated mission of talking about a game. It's funny, but back in the 1970's I was a weather person and ran a storm detection radar. It was considered high-tech at the time. Now, everybody has better equipment on their phone. Whatever.
    I downloaded a free sniper game today. It is called ISniper 3D Arctic Warfare. It is fairly entertaining here in the early stages. You can play it in 'Story Mode' or just a survival mode. I have played the story mode. You play as a military type who winds up in prison after a mission. After a few months a former associate comes to the prison and gets you released, with one proviso: you must go on another mission. So, you go.
      The first mission opens with you on a hill, overlooking a military installation which someone has had the poor judgement to build in a frozen, deserted wasteland. Why not build it in the Bahamas? You have a cool sniper scope. If you tap a button, you go to your scope. Then you can adjust in and out, up and down. You have to move right along, dispatching targets, or they will find you and shoot back, which makes life less fun. And possibly shorter. The graphics are pretty good and the controls are a bit sluggish on my I-Pad 3. Sometimes you have to tap a button several times to get the desired results. However, for a free game, it is very fine, thank you very much.
    I am still playing a lot of Alien Zone. I have played about half of the levels and had a blast with it. No pun intended. The variety of the game is nice. I have just gotten eradicated by a huge monster who looks like a giant crab. He'll see me again, I can assure you of that.
    I have a strategy for you on this game, by the way. When you get jumped on by a bunch of monsters, hit the button that releases blue electricity. Some foes will die, some won't. Those that are filled with some weird gas will explode and decorate the transformers or whatever.  Then tap the button that makes you impervious to harm for a few seconds. Then start using your gun on the remaining bugs. You have unlimited ammo, thank goodness.
       Just when I was feeling cocky about my system, I wandered into an area where some sort of anomaly kept causing my electric bolts to ...uhhh, discharge prematurely. Therefore I had no pent up power. This wasn't too long before super-crab attacked me. He can sure take a lot of lead in his armored behind.
     One more tip. Buy a gun that is a level 8, along with some cool armor, if you want to rock and roll past the first few levels. Also, keep about 15 or 20 med-packs on hand. You'll have plenty of credits for the med-packs, if you'll just pick them up from the remains of the bugsters. You can always wash your hands.
     Well, I am tired and sleepy. I bid you sweet dreams and good games. I'm CE Wills.
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  1. gamazaJanuary 17, 2013 at 7:15 PM

    A single game can bring excellent graphics and the same tension and challenge that a real sniper might face.

    sniper games

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