tomthelittlebird

I really enjoyed playing this map. I only played on the airfield, but I absolutely loved it; went around killing players together with a friend of mine. Maybe a bit too much nice gear, but we had a blast. Also, what is wrong with a snow map? I've had this idea in my head for a while: a valley in Tibet (Himalaya), with a dam, and a really big survivors camp with military security and such (ofcourse it was overrun in my background story). What'd be wrong with that. Ofcourse, it'd still be about scavenging and such, which would be as hard as in Chernarus.

Just join Utes servers, you can play instantly without downloading the map externally.

Two Steps from Hell. I especially find Nero a good song to add to the drama of the apocalypse.

Already commented on the video (Tom, got sent by Meat), but will comment on here again. Great video man, loved it, looking forward to the next one :)

I'd finally arrived at Cherno, the most feared and admired place in all of Chernarus; capital of the apocalypse. From the bushes I was laying in I had a good view of the northern hospital and the nearby apartment blocks. I slowly crouch into one of the buildings, hoping some of the former inhabitants had left things there. With a hatchet in my hand, I walk up the stairs, only finding tin cans, some food and a lot of pistol magazines, but no pistol. Entering the next building, I get more lucky. A Makarov handgun, tin cans, some food, some drinks, a water bottle, and a pair of binoculars. I glance through the window, to see the hospital. I know I am low on bandages and blood, so I'm anxious to get into the medical building. Maybe too anxious. I fire one AKM bullet at the windows on the ground floor, which shatter with a high shreek. Wrong move. Immediately the city comes to life, and I hear groans which would not even appear in my nightmares. I rush to the roof, not even worrying about snipers, and look to the street. A horde of zombies, maybe thirty of them, gathers in front of the apartments. That is the moment I know it will be one of my last minutes. I go back down, searching for every available weapon or magazine I missed. Nothing. I rush back up, followed by a few walkers. I shoot all of my AKM bullets into them, and then kill the last ones with my hatchet. The sound of the fight attracts even more of them. My heart pounds in my chest, sweat pours through my clothes. Then I get an idea. I gather a few tin cans from the rooms, and then get back to the roof. The first one I throw to the side of the building, leading the horde slowly away from the door. The second can lands at the back of the building, making a safe passage to the hospital and other parts of the city. I take my chance and rush down the stairs. Suddenly I hear a loud scream. A man jumps up behind me, blood covering the lower half of his unnaturally gray face. He swings his clawed hands at me, screaming even more. My hatchet breaks his ribs and skull, dropping him on the ground. Colour fades from the world around me, and I know I've lost a lot of blood. I rush towards the hospital, get some medical supplies, and leave. Looking over my shoulder, I see the scattered horde filling the northern half of the city back up again. I smile. This was a good day.