Vrekia

Do you have enough slots in the backpack for the items? Most things take one slot, primary weapons take ten, and side arms take five.

I can avoid hackers too. By getting my ass off the computer and running around outside. Amazingly there are fewer people KOSing this way too. :thumbsup:

Could somebody still see it if they used a L85A2 AWS just random scanning for bandits because of their paranoia? Thats probably what happened if it was legitly stolen without any glitch, hack, or lack of actual server saving. Most likely some hacking involved though ithinksoyes. Vehicle warps seem easy enough to do, so your bike is probably sitting in a clearing someplace next to a boat or three.

Was with a friend early game showing him the ropes. We we looting up farm buildings on the coast to get shotty shells and or a primary for him. We were both spread out coming down a hill (sneaking prone because zombies) into some set of three buildings when suddenly chewbacca comes running out of the nearest farm building and heads straight up for our hill making sure to aggro every zombie in sight. My friend swaps from his hatchet to a pistol and asks me to make the call as this guy keeps coming up towards us. I hesitate because we've never killed anybody and I can't see that this guy is armed, but "he's obviously retarded and only going to get us killed with those zombies even if he is friendly" so I open fire with two slugs from my shotgun and start to reload (the rounds dropped a tad more than I expected so no headshot) while my friend shoots out his legs and causes him to drop to the ground. The guy isn't dead quite yet though and it isn't long before we're all exchanging rounds and my friend gets killed (He was low health to start with), I'm bleeding at this point and just about dead myself, trying to shoot something on the ground that was made for stealth and only really having his muzzle flash as a reference for where to drop my bullets. After what seemed like minutes but was really only heartbeats I manage to kill the guy and then start to bandage myself up with about 300, 200, 150 blood remaining when- boom, the server shuts down. We go and find ourselves another server and end up spawning on the coast like you would normally after death, except that both of us still have all our gear and most of the health we'd started the firefight with. First kill, no loots :/

Two people: Good idea. In the car at the same time: bad idea. It'll take me a lot less time to line up two consecutive headshots through the front window than it will for the second man to react and sight his own weapon. A better option would be to drop the second man off on a hilltop overseeing the pickup and then, if everything goes as planned, to pick him up after the client is inside. So will you be providing the drivers with their escorts? How many trustworthy men do you have available right now for this job?

Does it matter if I pay with ammo through a barrel as opposed to prefired? In all seriousness though, this is going to be a very high risk service you're trying to run here. Windows won't exactly protect your drivers from the bullets of a smartass client (who could then take the car and drive himself off to wherever) and with that knowledge floating around you might not get too many people willing to invest their own vehicles in such a way.

Totally not going to point out how you would need to run for 22 hours to travel from one edge of the supposed map to the other with said speed and distance. Also finding friends would become a bit more of a nightmare with a larger map. Especially if we're still stuck with the same rarity of vehicles...

One thing I'd love is if you could take the bullets from one partially shot magazine and put them into another so as to have a full mag without needing to loot another or glitch. Expanding that feature I'd like to have bullets and magazines looted separately. Find a gun and a fistful of bullets without any magazine? Manually load a new bullet into the gun after every shot.

Suddenly I'd be guaranteed a long walk to meet up with friends (who live in Europe) every single time either of us died... the line for realism has to be drawn someplace.