CurryZ

My oldest character is now six weeks old. I have been bandit hunting over Elektro and have lived by the skin of my teeth three times.

How many people in the squad? Any weapon rules? Details, details, details.

Agreed.

I play on a laptop and I use a mouse. But my trackpad is very sensitive.

I was looking at him, as he was "dropping me a guille suit" or so he told me. *Sorry for late reply, haven't been online in a while.*

I was in Prigo, I had just found a Lee Enfield that only had one bullet but I took it as a win anyway. As of walking out of the barn I was in I came face to face with a man wearing camo clothing with a AS50 in his hands. Needless to say I shat bricks, he shot at me and missed, and I knocked him out with my enfield. On impulse I didn't even bother to question him, I just finished him with my makarov. I started to head off to Elektro with my newly claimed AS50 for food and to pick up my friend. I once again came across him in a barn with his friend who was logging off. I shat, ONCE AGAIN. But oddly enough, he was friendly, so he came with me to the Elektro supermarket. We were sitting outside whilst I was half asleep, causing me to lean on my trackpad. He ALMOST survived a AS50 shot to the head. Almost. I'm sorry "Fancy You" if I meet you again, I'd like to thank you. Your gear is quite comfy in my hands.

I feel my pulse surge through my hands, the thrill of the hunt overcomes any sense of thought. I become overwhelmed in the feeling, and I can't stop there. In fire-fights I shake, I feel invigorated. I feel....like a bandit.

I was playing on a private hive server which a hacker managed to gain admin trust on, I had full kit and was ready to head north, and out of the blue a person in full soldier uniform appeared in-front of me and opened fire, not even giving me enough time to blink. I asked the admin to look into it and he wasn't having any of it, he started flailing off his chops and abusing me asking for video proof, lucky enough I left my recorder on. Not long after that I was banned for "causing a scene" and the actual hacker got away scott free.

Me and my friend were fully kitted and we were heading north, we had killed some bandits and got NV's and DMRs so we started heading north, only to stop off at Green Mountain. I climbed the light house to be face-to-face with a survivor. He had a FN FAL and still screamed 'FRIENDLY FRIENDLY FRIENDLY". I told him to drop his gun just to make sure there was no rebellion. I enjoy his Coyote Pack and his FN FAL. (Sorry EarthWalker, survival of the fittest.)

It's funny because in cherno I feel safe but in elektro I feel constantly exposed and un-safe.

I had a five person shoot-out in the park across from fire station in cherno.

First fire-fight stories, (gun fights). I'll go first. Me and my friends came out of Cherno in a off-road and a Betty van going to the gas station in between Cherno and Boleta. And me and friends came across a Bambi with a shot-gun looting, I pointed my Lee at him and asked "Hey, Hey! You are friendly?" he pointed his shotty at me and intended to shoot,I was lucky he had the aim of a blind person with Polio so he missed, I delivered the final blow to his head and we started refueling our vehicles. Randomly a bus pulled up with one ghillie suit guy and two bandits inside it, They got out and opened fire clipping our friend who we nick-named "The Mule" because he had all our gear. Me and my last remaining friend took them on 2v3 and got two of them, only for the ghillie guy to AK my friend. I ran over the my car for cover instead of using the broken down ruble that is on the roads. One shot, one kill. A shining 303' bullet to the fore-head ended him and his bandit spree. We came out one bus, one DMR, two AK-47's richer. *SIDE NOTE* Turns out shotgun Bambi was with them in a Teamspeak call and they were heading over to pick him up anyways.

My first kill, was a mercy kill. I ran into Cherno and found a hatchet, only to find nothing but beans and coke after that. I headed over to boleta and on the airfield and a bambie who had the miss-fortune of running into a bandit clan heading north. They shot him in the leg and left him for the zombies. He was being eaten while he wa un-conscious so I ran up and ended his misery with a hatchet. I still hear the screams of that poor bambie every time I close my eyes.