Alarm! Alarm! Alarm!
Red bulbs all around me and flashing at full pelt, there's a dead guy on the floor, and I'm trapped in here with him, in what looks like some kind of fancy hospital. Things are looking dire, and I'm not even at the 60 second mark in my Alpha Protocol caper. Will Neil escape and set the world to rights? Or is there likely someone else who could have done it better?
With the dead guy in the room securely deadened after a furious race to find the attack key, I had a moment to pause. Whilst alarms were still ringing, the response to such audio bedlam seems to only stretch one room beyond where the system was triggered, leaving lunch breaks and toilet visits in other parts of the facility thankfully unmolested. Either that, or the shear brute force of my single finger take-down was witnessed on CCTV all around the base, and guards are wisely keeping their distance.
After brutally assaulting the window with my fists due to the lack of more fire extinguishers, a short glance to the right bear fruit to an open door, and the sound of protest from my knuckles. Thanking the corpse on my exit for leaving me an escape route, I was free from my medical prison and thoroughly on the loose. Things were looking creepily vacant as I sneaked through the base, disabling alarms and bypassing computers. I must say whilst I'm on, that Alpha Protocol seems to have one of the more satisfying hacking mini games I've come across, as well as being the simplest. It taxes your mind to a tiny (but just enough) degree, and also resembles some kind of circuitry, maintaining the illusion of hacking something, whilst nudging just enough time sensitive brain tickling into the mix. Simply put, its a little maze.
|He shot my hair! Oh it's on.|
|OMG! Melee only!! Ban plx admin!!|
|Die young, and leave a camp looking corpse.|
Difficulty: Hard - Recruit
Time until death: More than 4 minutes, less than five.
Biggest Fail: Key-mapping. General recklessness.
|Fuck off Simon! JUST FUCK RIGHT OFF! NOT YET!!!|