The county is walled off. The radio says one last flight is coming. Scavenge, fight and drive your way to it, alone or with friends.
Something escaped a private research lab built on the old paving works outside the city. The army walled off all of Blacktop County as Quarantine Zone 7, promised an evacuation, then went quiet.
On day one the whole county tried to drive out at once. The army shut the gate and kept everyone in their cars on Route 9 for two days. When the doors opened, the people getting out were not the people who got in. The soldiers called them the blacktop dead.
You wake up in a safehouse with a pistol, a knife and a radio that will not stop looping the same broadcast. Every road out is closed. Somewhere past the cornfields, the towns and the ash, there is a helicopter pad. Get there.
This is Quarantine Zone 7 command. Evacuation will proceed from the north checkpoint.
All roads in Blacktop County are dead. Repeat. The blacktop is dead.
Do not approach the wall. Repeat. Do not approach the wall.
This is Quarantine Zone 7 command...
Eight kilometres a side of downtown blocks, small towns, farms, forests, lakes and a coastline, all the way up to the military wall. Walk into houses, shops and barns and search everything.
Gunfire, car alarms and explosions carry. Make too much noise and a horde comes looking. Nests grow if you leave them, and every one ends in a boss.
A full day passes in 24 minutes. When the sun goes down the fog rolls in, the streetlights are all you have, and some things only walk the fields after dark.
Fenced compounds the dead cannot enter. Restock from the locker, trade scrap, take jobs off the board, rest on a cot, craft at the bench and radio ahead to travel.
Fit a battery, pour in a fuel can and pile in. One of you drives while everyone else keeps shooting: from the windows, kneeling in the pickup's open bed, or leaning out of the helicopter's side doors. The plough van and the helicopter carry six, so the whole crew rides at once.
Friends make the county smaller. Pick up whoever goes down, ping loot and threats, trade gear and work the same quest log, so nobody falls behind on the story.
The same county, the same story, three ways in. Switch whenever you like from the title screen.
No account, no internet, no waiting. The whole county and the whole story on your own machine, with your own save to come back to.
Host a game from your PC and share a join code. Your friends drop straight into your world and your story, and six of you fill the plough van.
An always-on county shared with up to sixteen survivors. Group events, bigger hordes for bigger crowds, and strangers who might just pull you out of one.
Choose the Survivor, the Scout or the Bruiser. Earn a perk point every level, and lose your bag where you fall when it goes wrong.
Rook on the radio, Sgt. Hale at the checkpoint, Dot under the hood, and nine more holding out across the county, with 25 side stories and new jobs every day. Standing between you and the evac pad:
Captured from a work-in-progress build. Everything shown may change before release.
Blacktop Dead is in active development by VuelvaTech, a one-person independent studio.
The world, the story, bosses, co-op and the public server are all playable in test builds.
Coming to PC with solo play, private co-op and the public server.
Touch controls and a phone-sized interface, built into every feature from the start.
Get an email when Blacktop Dead launches, and early word on playtests.
