Cyber-Cop (Genesis) review "Agent Toni Carter was confused. Kitted out with a state of the art Power Suit she was one of six elite Cyber Cops from the Libra chapter of Zodiac Central assigned to investigate reports of genetically engineered killing machines being created in the shadowy Corporation building of Universal Cybernetics. Accepting the task of infiltrating the building things had got off to a bad start when she first put he power suit on. It was the most complicated thing she had ever had to operate. "

Agent Toni Carter was confused. Kitted out with a state of the art Power Suit she was one of six elite Cyber Cops from the Libra chapter of Zodiac Central assigned to investigate reports of genetically engineered killing machines being created in the shadowy Corporation building of Universal Cybernetics. Accepting the task of infiltrating the building things had got off to a bad start when she first put he power suit on. It was the most complicated thing she had ever had to operate.

Each part of the suit had a power level and each part of the suit had pockets to stash items and weapons in. She could view her suit status on the main screen. Unfortunately the clumsy interface made switching between items extremely difficult. She had lost count of the times she had managed to accidentally unequip her gun. Dropped a grenade on her foot and she had managed to use up all her Health packs in one go.

Things had got worse when she entered the building. Looking through her small display screen, she could only see a flat, bland room full of oblong pillars. As she shuffled forwards awkwardly she began to feel nauseous as the room seemed to jerk towards her. Suddenly a wall reared up as if from nowhere. Feeling a little foolish, as she stood pressed into a corner of the room she started to reverse out of it. It was then she noticed her health bar had started to drop rapidly!

Managed to wheel around, she realised a large robot had appeared from nowhere and was shooting at her. Fumbling for a weapon, she managed to hurl an oilcan at it, before finding the blaster and finishing it in a few shots. Breathing a sigh of relief she managed to find the suits manual, a huge 30-page beast. After flicking though the many appendices she discovered how to turn the targeting sights on. She shambled off and this time was able to take out the mechanical spiders and bulky robots that seemed to wobble through the flickering walls at her.

After a while she realised that she needed to find a door or elevator to take her down to the next level. She remembered from her mission briefing that to locate the heart of the Corporation she would have to travel into the depths of the earth. She knew that there would soon be more than robots to contend with, reports from Sagittarius and Gemini chapters had confirmed that vicious aliens and humans would soon be attacking her. She thought it lucky then that so much spare weaponry and armour had been left lying about the building.

She consulted her manual again and managed to figure out how to turn the area map on. She was rather irritated to find that it was an unhelpful series of white lines and dots that told her nothing and took up one quarter of her already small visual display. She was even more irritated to find that she could not turn it off again.

Finally after some time she blundered into what she recognised as a computer terminal. She remembered these from the briefing. She could use her security card to turn the terminal on, recharge her suit and allow her to access the elevators to the next level. In theory anyway. After ten minutes, her mounting anger peaked in a scream of rage and frustration as she failed to get the damn thing to do anything.

Backing away she unloaded all her rockets into the thing. No damage occurred, but she felt a lot better for it. She decided to stand still and read her blasted manual from cover to cover. Unfortunately she forgot to activate the “sleep” command on her suit. Next time she looked up she was rather surprised to see she had been captured, thrown in prison and eaten by “Freddy” the alien. As everything went black, her last thoughts pondered that some ideas come ahead of their time. Maybe one day technology will allow the effective realisation of a 3D action rpg that allows a cybernetically enhanced hero to adapt his or her body to their style of play. But 1992 was not that time. And then it was all over.

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