• Weapons:
  In the demo version you have four weapons:
  1. Crowbar - A very personal way to beat the shit out of someone.
  2. .454 Pistol - It packs a mean wallop, great for long range shooin'...
  3. Shotgun - Hold the fire key down to shoot both barrels at once!
  4. Dynamite - Perfect for blowin' shit up...

  The full game has nine different weapons (some impractical, some illegal, some both), including dynamite, a crow bar, double-barrel shotguns, a ripsaw gun, and an alien arm gun (you gotta see it to believe it).

• Fourteen levels set in and around Hickston, including the suburb of Taylor Town, the junkyard, the local insane asylum, and a smelting plant.
• Multiple fighting locations on each level, such as: Stanky's Bar & 'ill; the Eden Court trailer park (under perpetual barrage by tornadoes); abandoned uranium mines (now inhabited by aliens); Grimley's Mortuary; J. Cluck's Poultry Processing Plant (home of the cream-filled chicken eclair) and the local sewage treatment facility (yech!).
• A bevy of weird hostile alien enemies incarnated as local folks, including Billy Ray Jeter, Skinny Old Coot, Sheriff Hobbes, and the Turd Minions.

Suckin' Grits On Route 66
The Official Level Pack for Redneck Rampage!

More Locations! Features 12 all-new levels So pack your bags, load the shotgun, and get ready as the Rednecks ride again! Follow the Rednecks through hilarious locations like these: 

• Jake's Gator Farm and Carnival of Terror
• Big Bertha's Truck Haven and Shooting Range
• Big Billy's World Famous Gut Bustin' Brewery
• World's Smelliest Flea Market
• Slaughterhouse and Meat Packing Plant
• Billy Bob's Mini Golf and Fun Park
• House of Ill Repute
• Mystery Dinosaur Cave and Pet Coffin Factory
• Campy Crystal Lake
• RV Show and Bigfoot Convention
• Hoover Dam Tourist Attraction
• Oddity Museum and Alien Crash Site

• More Humor! Leonard and Bubba head out for a well deserved rest, Redneck Style!
  • Can the country survive the alien onslaught sent to capture them?
  • Can the country survive Leonard and Bubba?
• More Killin'! In addition to Billy Ray Jeter, the Ol' Coot, and the ever-luscious alien Vixen, face new enemies!

• Includes an extended CONtrol language.

• High-resolution sprites/textures, rendered 3D model SVGA graphics, attention to detail. The art work is 3d modeled instead of flat images on sprites. Weapon art work is increased compared to other games in the genre. Art is done to actually support higher resolution game settings.

• Pushing objects:
  There is currently one object in the 'Redneck Rampage' demo that you can 'push'. Look for the shelf located in the back room of the country store. Simply walk up to the left side of the shelf and move your character against it and it will move out of the way to reveal a secret area in the back. There are other objects in the full game you can push too.
• Exploding silo:
  To get into the silo, toss a stick of dynamite at the bullseye! Once opened, you'll be able to walk right in.
• Ladders:
  The 'Redneck Rampage' demo also has a ladder that you can climb. When you find it, simply use the 'up' key to ascend, and the 'down'' key to descend. Some ladders are small enough to walk up, (its an invisible lift)
• Power-ups:
  When your health is getting low from taking too much buckshot, find yourself a bag of pork rinds or a moonpie for a quick power up. Also, if you find a bottle of whiskey, you can take it with you and use it whenever needed by simply pressing the 'W' key. You can drink beer too but don't get too drunk or you'll get your ass shot off pretty damn quickly.
  Hint: when you get drunk eat some food ... it'll sober your ass up pretty quickly.
• The alcohol and gut meters:
  Drinking heals you, just like in real life. It also gives you a greater sense of courage and strength by reducing your intellect and inhibitions. If you become really shit-faced, however, you will experience adverse effects, just like in real life. You'll see...
  Hint: get into the green zone of both the alcohol and gut meters. When you're a little buzzed and have a little food in your gut, you'll kick more ass and take less damage.
• Weapons have recoil especially the full auto "huntin' rifle"
• Tornado Storms that lift you up and drop you again. Hurting you of course.
• Mirrors without extended rooms behind.
• Muddy surface that slow player movement.

Animals

These maybe be your pets/food but, if they attack you KILL 'EM! Then you'll eat 'em.

Mosquito You may have heard a yarn or two about the size of the insect life here in the deep south. Now, I suggest ya don't take these stories too lightly, 'cause I've seen some mosquitoes in my time that could suck a full-grown steer bone dry. Hell, some farmers 'round these parts even claim that a 'skeeter can carry off a javelina if it gets hungry enough. Ain't no bug repellent in the world gonna keep these bastards away, so ya best be keeping a loaded shotgun handy if'n you're gonna go traipsin' through the backwoods.

Chicken Chickens really don't make good huntin', 'cause they just ain't much of a challenge. Now I reckon ya might be able to get 'em riled up enough to provide some decent target practice, but as far as I'm concerned, they's generally just a pain in the ass, and is constantly gettin' in yer way. Nope, if ya ask me, a chicken is at its best when its floatin' way down at the bottom of a J. Cluck's deep fryin' vat.

Cow It always amazes me how many slugs you can pump into a cow before she'll go down. Hell, I hit one with my truck once and it took the radiator and grill completely out. Damn thing just kept on walkin' cross the road too, as if it never paid me no mind. I'll tell ya, them animals make for some great cover when yer ass is in a bind. They ain't so bright though; I tipped one over once and it took it nearly a whole day to figger out how to get back up.

Dog Dogs round here ain't like them lazy city dogs; they gots t' earn their keep. You be might careful not to go messin' round with no farm dogs, 'cause they're awful temperamental about strangers bein' in their territory. Ya best pay attention to what I'm sayin' now, 'cause if ya get one of them mongreloids after yer ass, you'll be prayin' fer the fastest cowboy boots that's ever graced the face of this earth.
Very tuff dogs and their bites do alot of damage.

Pig Don't you be shootin' no pigs now, ya hear. Some of my most favorite things on this earth is made from them critters. Somehow, them animals always seem to lift me up when I'm feelin' down. 'Sides, they ain't quite as dumb as chickens and cows ya know. Piss off a javelina and she might just gnaw yer foot off if'n ya ain't careful.

Route 66 Only

Aliens

These aliens are the thiefs that stole our pig! So go kick some out-of-this-world @$$!

Turd Minion Rumor has it that them turd minions is actually made from alien fecal matter. Yup, you heard right, alien shit! Seems them buggers have found some kind a way to recycle their own crap. They bring it to life and use them little buggers to do all their work for 'em. Damn, I'm startin' to think I'm on the wrong side here. I mean, can ya imagine it? You could take a dump and have the little turd go plow the back 40! Ah, just as well, those little freaks probably would never get a lick o' work done, the way they always be hoppin' around like that. Nope, more likely they wouldn't be worth... Well, worth a shit I imagine.
They fire turds and rush you to exploded on you.

Alien Hulk Guards Well now, them alien critters don't appear to be the sharpest pencils in the box, but I'll be damned if they ain't the biggest. Not only that, but they is armed to the teeth (and I think even those might be weapons too). Far as I can tell, those bastards is some kind of half critter, half machine type thing. All I know fer sure is that if you really wanna kill one, ya better blow his ass to bits. Otherwise, they seem to have some kinda backup battery contraption that keeps rechargin' after a while.
They Fire Energy Blasts and Proximity Spikes, and melee attack.

Alien Vixens It just pains my heart to have to fight such a luscious example of feminine beauty. Hell, half the time I don't know whether to shoot her, or to f... errr, kiss her. I guess when it comes right down to it though, I just cain't stomach gettin' my ass whupped by some leather wearin' bitch. I must admit though, them twin machine guns look purty appealin'. 'Course, you wouldn't never catch me tryin' to use a contraption like that... not in public anyhow.

Country Folk

These enemies MAY look like some of your kin, but don't be fooled, they ARN'T! They really clones! So KILL 'EM! (If you read this page, you would know what I was going to say ;)

Skinny Old Coot Most of the town folk are a bit scared of that skinny old coot. No one can say fer sure how old he is, but he's been livin' round here since long before anyone else can remember. Folks say he's been touched by some bad mojo, and now he cain't be killed. A few people have even claimed that they've actually seen the old man die. Somehow though, he always manages to come back. To make things worse, the old fart hates trespassers, and thinks he owns the whole county. Hell, he's so damn old that maybe that's not so impossible to believe.

Billy Ray Jeeter Billy Ray has always been a bit of a loner, and doesn't care much for comp'ny (even though he does consider most folks to be his counsin, an' in his case, he's likely right). Like many folk round these parts, Billy Ray swims in the shallow end of the gene pool, if'n ya catch my drift. Because of several generations of... errrr... selective breedin', he is one mammoth of a man. That boy's skull is so thick, I swear you could crack a bowlin' ball on it.

I heard a rumor about Billy Ray recently. Word has it he was out frog giggin' in the swamp late one night, and one of them alien space ships sucked his big ass up. They say they done cloned that boy, but was so disappointed with the results, they dumped the whole lot back into the swamp. Now I guess there's supposed to be hundreds of them Billy Ray clones traipsin' about, and no one knows which is the original. Hell, I don't see what's so hard to figger out... just look for the one with the corn mash on his breath.

Sheriff Hobbes Sheriff Hobbes is not a man to cross when on the wrong side of the law. For that matter, he ain't a man to cross when on the -right- side of the law neither. Lester T. Hobbes makes it well known that he puts up with no guff in his county. You'd probably find his brand of southern justice is a might extreme, so be sure ya don't get on his bad side if ya don't wanna end up in the swamps feedin' the 'gators.