Finish Syndicate

War has never been so much fun; squads of little men and a graveyard that grows.

The same tiny squads sent into space and back through history, with the graveyard on the hill still filling up.

The original, before the sequels: hot-seat artillery with a banana bomb.

Handball with armour and bribes; the Bitmap Brothers at their most metallic.

Thirteen layers of parallax scrolling and a David Whittaker soundtrack; the Amiga demo everyone bought.

Two players, top-down corridors and a self-destruct countdown; Team17's Aliens tribute.

Tiny players, a whole football world and as many seasons of management as you want.

Split-screen racing through fog, night and desert; the Amiga two-player staple.