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Dead Effect: Professor Mad, I'm Glad



   Hey, everyone. I have been having a great time with my new game called Dead Effect. As I mentioned the other day, I feel that it is one of the all-time great games for IOS. It is so worth the $3.99.
     The battles are intense and you must get your assault rifle upgraded to the max with in-game cash. (No in-apps.) Run and gun and don't slug it out head to toe with the zombies. When you go into an area and they swarm you, try to leave an avenue of retreat. In one situation, I fled back out the door I had just came in while whittling their numbers down to a manageable size. I had to stand at the open door and fire a shot at the bozos to get them to chase me because once inside the room, my door closed and locked behind me. It gives you a sinking feeling in your stomach. So, the second time I tried that level, I did as mentioned above and enticed them to pursue me; to their doom. Ha, ha. As they chased outside their grim abode, I fled down a gangway, backwards, while perforating their undead skin. I plan to produce a show for television called "Smarter Than a Zombie".
    Also, put a fresh clip in your rifle before entering major confrontations. Reloading is a bit slow, even in slow time. Of course, take advantage of healing machines at every opportunity.
     Late in the game there is an enemy who hurls big, round, green globs at you while zombies are crawling around your ankles, snacking on your extremities. It is intense and it took me quite a few tries before I put the Coup De Gras on all the participants. They were good ole boys and I bear them no ill will. I know they were hungry and I did look tasty. As for the mad Professor, he is scarcely a credit to science, but I love his personality. May he rest in pieces.
    From this spaceship, hurtling through the dark bowels of space, I'm CE Wills. (This ship is a mess. Who is gonna clean up the zombie parts?)
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