Demo Play

Los Angeles Convention Center South Hall.

The air conditioning was running at full load, yet it still couldn't suppress the heat generated by tens of thousands of people gathered together.

Long lines stretched in front of every booth, and the demo areas were packed with people.

Sega's booth occupied the most conspicuous position.

The enclosed demo area for MGS2 was surrounded by three layers of barriers.

A white young man in a baseball cap sat in front of the monitor, both hands gripping the controller tightly.

On the screen, Snake, dressed in a wetsuit, was moving along the wall.

"Don't go through the front door. There's a ventilation duct on the left," his companion standing behind him said, pointing at the screen in reminder.

"I know. The radar shows two guards ahead." The young man nudged the joystick, controlling the character as he crawled forward.

He pressed a button, and Snake knocked on the wall.

A question mark popped up over the guard's head, and he turned toward the place where the sound had come from.

"That's so cool. You can lure enemies away like that." Someone in the crowd watching let out an exclamation.

The young man seized the chance and controlled the character to slip through the door.

He had only taken two steps when alarms blared.

"You stepped on the infrared beam!" His companion slapped his shoulder.

The screen turned red, several fully armed soldiers rushed out, and the game was over.

"Stealth games are harder than I imagined." The young man set down the controller and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

A staff member handed him a sticker printed with the game's logo. "Thank you for playing. Please leave through the exit on the right."

Not far from MGS2 was the battle area for King