Press Space to shoot, use Ctrl to switch your weapon, and move with the arrow keys or the on-screen buttons.
The city’s gone quiet, the kind of quiet that screams. It ain't the bad guys I trained for, not anymore. This is something else. Something rotten. My suit’s a hybrid, Stark-tech woven with my own webbing formulas, built for a war we never saw coming. They call me the Arachnid-Soldier now. The orders are simple: contain, eliminate, survive. The infected pour out of the shadows, a tide of gnashing teeth and hollow eyes. My HUD lights up, painting targets in hellish red. I don't think, I react. A web-line anchors to a crumbling billboard, and I swing into the chaos, a ghost in the ruins. The thwip-thwip-thwip of my web-shooters is the only rhythm left in this world. I plant compact charges on a hulk of a zombie, backflip away, and detonate. It’s not pretty, but it works. My boots crunch on broken glass as I touch down, already scanning for the next movement. This is my web. This is my war. And I'm the only thing standing between the last survivors and the end of everything. Gotta keep moving. Always moving. They're always hungry.
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