ComradeConrad

Awesome story. Loved the way you destroyed the camp

After fighting dozens of zombies with merely a hatchet on my first day, I stagger into one of the hangers near balota. Bleeding nearing a blackout I can barely make out the shape of a m16 with half a mag on the ground. I pick it up expecting to not survive much longer as I have nothing on my person. I stumble out partially blind to accept death and see a player in a ghillie suit with his back to be about 5 feet away. He is engaged with a zombie and my desperation quickens my decision. I open fire killing the zombie and hitting him. He had time to turn around and look at me before he fell. The loot was good, dmr and m4 silenced. And abunch of food and all the medical supplies needed to survive including blood bags which my buddy used to patch me up. It was a necessity and this well kitted player was unlucky. I benefited and have been a bandit ever since

A bit late for Christmas gifts, but right as I spawned today I was approached by a player, and suddenly he put an M4 and 6 Mags on the ground, nodded and went on his way. Restored my faith in the holidays :')