The underlying mission of doing Nostalgia Lane posts on this website is to reclaim misplaced bits of my reminiscence — video games that have been moved into long-term storage a long time in the past and haven’t been seen since.
There was a specific sport from my IBM PC days that I vaguely recalled — one thing about airplanes and shiny magenta graphics — however I couldn’t bear in mind the title. Then I stumbled throughout it a few days in the past and skilled that pleasing rush of reclamation as long-term storage surged again into the forefront.
So the sport that I used to be making an attempt to consider was Flightmare, a 1984 title that continues to be a fairly distinctive expertise. It’s set throughout a post-apocalyptic world the place all the dangerous guys have whole management of floor automobiles and the nice guys have all the planes. For some cause. Simply go along with it.
As a aircraft, your job is to fly out and intercept the bikes, vehicles, and rockets which are gunning to your factories and airfields. In the event that they attain them, they’re toast, and for the reason that factories make new planes and the airfield shops them, it is a downside.
If you do intercept an incoming drive, the sport switches to the above screenshot that tries to simulate 3D in a non-3D gaming period. You get two views of your aircraft — from above and from the facet — and you must swap lanes from the above view after which dive down within the facet view to blast the dangerous guys. This will get REALLY tough when you must shoot the tires from a truck, since you’ll be able to solely do this when the truck goes up a hill — and people hills need to smash your aircraft like no person’s enterprise.
Whereas all of that is taking place, the world map retains transferring, so there’s an immense strain to wrap up fights and jet to the subsequent ones. However you additionally should keep watch over gasoline and ammo, docking with a blimp if you’re low on both.
Flightmare was actually robust, I bear in mind, however fairly enjoyable too. It was pure motion with just a little little bit of snark within the type of battlefield messages out of your foes and inspirational slogans out of your facet. I’ll all the time bear in mind “Win one for the Gipper” from this sport approach earlier than I knew who the “Gipper” truly was.
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