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Black-Faced Zombies of the Drowning

    Hey, everyone. I have been playing a lot of The Drowning. the excellent new shooter for I-Pad. I just obtained all the parts to a beat up station wagon, which enabled me to travel to The Village in search of a boat. Much to my surprise, the place is infested with a new breed of zombies.
    They are stronger than the preceding zombies. It takes three blasts from a Spas shotgun which is upgraded to level twelve to kill the crude oil loving rascals. You will die quickly unless you employ a bit of strategy. Go to the dock pictured above and face off with the critters. As sweet as they are, they can not, as yet,  walk on water, so you needn't be concerned about an attack from the rear, which is huge. Not my rear, but the freedom from attack. Ha, ha.
    Also, when you are fighting on the Beach, which you have to do to get your car parts, use the rifle, upgraded to level 3 or 4 and pinch to zoom with the scope. As always, move from place to place and hit the turn arrow on the center of the screen to keep your face to your enemies.
    Since The Drowning requires an internet connection, I have been playing a lot of The Dark Knight Rises. I have found that the best way to advance in that game is to keep a good stock of Batarangs and use them liberally on the criminal element of Gotham.
From the Dock that Rocks, the Village by the shore, the land of Black-faced zombies, I'm CE Wills.

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