showing 2 games
| name | publisher(developer) | year arrow_downward | description | |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| Toy Raid | Flying Tiger Entertainment;Tectoy;Zeebo Inc. (Flying Tiger Entertainment) | 2010 | In Toy Raid, the player must attack enemies with their anti-aircraft gun while they shoot at its base. Attacks are made with specialized weapons such as guided bullets, shot dispersion, and fire on planes, helicopters, spacecraft and paratroopers kamikaze.***Attack the battalion of enemies with his anti-aircraft guns as they try to destroy your base. Use your specialized weapons such as missiles, super shots and anti-aircraft fire against aircraft, helicopters, planes, zeppelins and a wall of paratroopers suicide bombers who are ready to bomb their outpost! Note the airplane crashes in the midst of flames, while grenades fall from the sky. | labelimagesubject |
| Armageddon Squadron | Polarbit;Zeebo Brasil;Zeebo (Polarbit) | 2010 | Armageddon Squadron is an arcade flight simulator giving players the chance to try their wings in some of the best known aircraft of the World War II era in a variety of mission types and environments. Mission objectives include bombing and strafing raids against facilities and convoys, protection of ground troops against enemy aircraft and, of course, action-packed dogfights against enemy aces. Prepare to unleash an arsenal of machine guns, bombs, rockets and torpedoes above lush, green countrysides, open seas and battle-pocked urban areas. – 12 mission campaign mode – 4 time trial courses – Arcade mode – decide your own game rules – Ground, air and sea targets – 5 different aircraft – Auto locking system makes dogfights a joy – Top-down view for precision bombing***None of us saw the four fighters diving towards us from cover of the midday sun. An otherworldly roar of engines, the dry rattle of machine-gun fire and suddenly Phelps and Ecclestone disintegrated in front of me in a cloud of blood and metal, as if grenades had gone of inside their cockpits. I dove sharply, in a desperate attempt to escape the unseen menace, but it was too late... My Spitfire jerked as bullets tore into wings and body, then agonizing pain as my shoulder and chest were likewise perforated. Blood spewed from my mouth, showering the windshield with ruby droplets. Like a falling Angel I descended in a ball of red flame. | labelimagesubject |
