List of Banned Video Games - People's Republic of China

People's Republic of China

A very large number of video games are banned in the People's Republic of China. Games that contain drugs, sexual themes, blood, depictions or organized crime or the defaming of the Chinese government are almost always banned from sale. Because of the large size of the Chinese video game market, many studios will edit the content of their games to conform to the government's standards.

Home gaming consoles have been banned in mainland China since June 2000, thus most console games are effectively banned.

Main article: Video gaming in the People's Republic of China See also: Censorship in the People's Republic of China

Notable games banned in that region are:

Name Reason
Command & Conquer Generals Banned for "smearing the image of China and the Chinese army" despite the fact that the game presents China as a quasi-protagonist. Additionally, the GLA campaign has the player destroy questionable targets such as the Three Gorges Dam and the Hong Kong Convention and Exhibition Centre.
Football Manager 2005 Banned for recognizing Tibet as an independent country. An edited version globally was later released.
Hearts of Iron Banned for portraying Tibet, Sinkiang, and Manchuria as independent countries and Taiwan as under Japanese control.
I.G.I.-2: Covert Strike Banned because of "intentionally blackening China and the Chinese army's image."

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