
Imagine a fever dream born from a broken 90s PC, and you are halfway to understanding the sensory assault that is Cruelty Squad. You play as a hollowed-out mercenary navigating a nightmarish, biopunk gig economy where life is cheap and corporate liquidation is the only career path. It is a tactical immersive sim that demands you master its bizarre, wobbly physics and volatile stock market just as much as its brutal gunplay. With its garish, unfiltered visuals and uncompromising difficulty, it is a surreal, deeply cynical masterpiece that refuses to hold your hand while you harvest organs and hunt for rare fish in a dying world.
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