Day 4
My Mormon friend and I decided to meet outside of Cherno. But to make things less suicidal we joined a mostly vacant server. Perhaps it was this that convinced my friend to run through that dangerous capitol city. Or maybe it was because I asked him to and he trusted me for some reason.
Anywho, he got everything he ever wanted in twenty minutes in that city, and finally he liked DayZ. I reminded him that, in the five hours he played before, he didn't get as much as he just did now.
After this we trekked northeast, away from the city, for half an hour, traversing a sixth of the map. In a forest we called it a night. It was nighttime in that server.
Day 5
His friends weren't online today. So we changed plans; instead of heading to the east coast where they were trying to restore a UH-1 helicopter, we decided to head towards the center of the map, where the town Stary Sober lay, where a small military post was, where military stuff been?
During our trek there, I told him about how the military post would almost certainly hide a bandit, just waiting for players.
We stopped at a castle. It was nice.
As we neared Stary Sober, I re-realized how big the town was. For one thing, it had a water tower. Towns with water towers usually mean big towns. And big towns in zombie apocalypses have lots of zombies (See? This game does teach useful things).
We began crawling into the town. And then, for whatever reason, a zombie attacked us. We shot it to death. And then ten zombies attacked my Mormon! I killed them (just the zombies), and my Mormon friend went unconcious (in the game). I revived and bandaged him. Then he said something like, "My blood is at 4,000, and I'm seeing black and white." So I gave him my one blood bag, restoring him to full health (12,000).
We attempted to cross the dirt road. For whatever reason related to us standing straight up in the middle of the day with zombies roaming the place, we got attacked by two zombies stumbling from town. After shooting them, twelve zombies attacked! And I nearly died, my AK-74 (tiny edition) felling most of them. My health was at 1,800. The screen was black and white and blurry and blind.
"So much for sneaking into the town and not raising the suspicion level of nearby players." We said.
We sneaked (and by "sneaked" I mean "attracted the attention of a zombie," which failed to follow us up the stairs) up to the second floor of this giant, rusty, metal warehouse. It was my idea. I forgot my friend's tall-buildings curse.
He fell from the second floor and broke his legs.
He bandaged himself, but he was now unable to walk. Crawling became his way. Not the worst thing really, we didn't want anymore zombie attention. And to make him feel better I lied to him by saying that the military camp might have morphene (lying is important). As we neared the military camp - which comprised fifteen of those half-cylinder-shaped, green tents - we were attacked by a horde of zombies. My health, which was at 1,800, went to -300; so I died. My friend survived, however. "Hey Paul! The zombies are eating your body! Lol!" Not that I felt bad about that, because there was not going to be morphine in that camp. "PAUL! I found morphine! I found morphine! And there's just one!"
He fixed his bones and then entered a forest and left the server.
I restarted on the southern coast, determined to go back to that town and get my avatar as loaded as his.
My respawn was near the southern airport. I sneaked into a medical military camp, which was surrounded by barbwire and filled with zombie soldiers. They attacked me, of course, so I climbed a tower. When they got bored of me I climbed down and found the bodies of two players, which were loaded. I took an AK-47 and some ammo. I got out of the camp and ran across the airfield. There was an unarmed player on the runway, running away from me in jubilant fear. I told him he didn't need to fear me but that if he followed me I would kill him.
Once in the forest north of the airfield, I sneaked along the airport to where the control tower was, knowing there would be military loot in it. The tower was surrounded by someone's barbwire. But they didn't barbwire off the ladder. Blah blah blah blah blah.
Halfway to Stary Sober the server crashed. I joined another server and discovered that all my ammo was gone. "Servers" they're called. Ha.
So I sneaked into Stary Sober and attracted NO ZOMBIES (I now suspect that Mormons are zombie magnets). I even got a new gun (an AK-74), with ammo. I went to some bushes in an open field, lay down, and logged out.
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