Sugar Jakobs

Hey guys, this is a double-up of a thread I have elsewhere - thinking that putting it here may lead to more discussion and whatnot! Basically, this is going to be a thread where I can share some of my experiences in Day Z, especially those regarding other players and my interactions with them in game. I'm going to copy and paste some stories that I've already put down, then will add them as I go depending on how much I play from here onwards. I loaded up an overwatch server to see what the difference was between it and vanilla, surprised to find that the military loot was much more broad in spectrum and convenient to locate. My friend and I hopped into a UAZ that was near the coast, just left in the middle of nowhere and set off to see the sights again. Finding our way to Devil's Castle, we ran across a jeep that was driving in the opposite direction. Quickly, we turned off the road and got out - weapons ready for a conflict if there was to be one; but not before shouting the classic 'Freindly!' call-sign, which we also got one in return. There were three men in total within the jeep, though they didn't seem all that friendly to us. Only one had the good grace to leave his vehicle to greet us, but they soon turned away and drove off about 200 meters away - leaving us with the impression that they didn't much care for us. Getting back into our UAZ and continuing on our way, I peeked out the back windshield and spotted a secondary cloud of dust, indicating that they were following us. Urging my friend to keep moving forwards and into the next treeline, we rushed back out and got behind some thick trees for cover. Once they were within range, I called out again, questioning why they were following us - only to hear their faint voices as they too exited their vehicles a mere 150 meters away. "Let's kill them." Oh, they were in for it now. I glanced at my partner, who lined up his sniper and took the first shot in retaliation, nailing the jeep with a loud clank. The three immediately went to take cover, but one sadly couldn't make it as I rinsed him thoroughly with a cleansing stream of hot lead. Now see, the thing about 14 year old bandits is that they typically don't think their cover through, nor about who they're messing with. It didn't take the sharpest eye to notice that they parked on an incline, the jeep having rather high suspension and in turn leaving them (as they've now gone prone behind it) rather open. With another few seconds of burst fire on their position, the three died - not a single shot having been fired in return. A fitting massacre to the silly, blood-thirsty teens. As for my second story... My partner and I parted ways soon after the conflict, mostly due to his need to shoot people on sight. I found another server, one that was still vanilla DayZ but with more buildings and such scattered throughout Chernarus. I spawned just east of Elektro, leading me to think that I may as well just go see what was going on in there. With the successive firing of sniper rifles and what sounded like an AK, I discretely made my way ip the southern side of Sniper Hill, spotting a couple of bandits hiding behind trees near each other. Seeing as I was completely unarmed, I decided to try and sneak up on them - hoping to snatch a gun from their bags and deal with them smartly. After about five minutes of careful crouching and rolling about, I ended up directly behind them - the two completely unaware of my presence. Now, this is where it got a bit interesting. As soon as I opened the bag of the nearest bandit, I noted that it made an odd noise. And that the UI for it was completely different to what I was used to seeing. This server was apparently very unique. So unique in fact that the two bandits were now completely alerted to my presence, due to the fact that it had just sounded as though I'd unzipped and flopped my junk out for the world to see - right beside their ears. They turned silently, looking at the unarmed survivor as he simply laid prone in the grass behind them - speechless. I took the initiative. "Well hello there!" Suffice it to say, they were amazed by the fact that I'd managed to sneak up on the two of them and get into their backpacks (which were both empty), offering me a sidearm and a hatchet to solve my peaceful nature. Accepting them with delight, I asked them what they were up to ( at this stage also noticing that the initial bandit turbans they were sporting had since disappeared within the draw distance, replaced with a camo outfit and a normal survivor's skin), trying to play off the fact that I had almost killed them if the circumstances were right. Seeing as they didn't kill me, I accepted their offer to hang out with them - another of their friends rocking up a few moments later with a Dragunov rifle, which I rather liked the look of. Nevertheless, these people weren't on my kill list any longer - as they certainly spared me. We headed off, down back to the shoreline where I had previously spotted a car in need of repairs. Foregoing them, we continued past and towards the unique compounds scattered throughout the server; a castle much like Devil's Castle, only the insides were all wrong - a hospital, some barracks and a factory replacing what would have been towers. We continued scavenging from these, slowly getting more and more geared up as we went until we finally said our goodbyes - my gear now primed for action. From having absolutely nothing, I came across a DMR, M14 AIM, Ghilli suit, a tonne of supplies and an interesting experience with what people usually think are the scum of the island. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spawned in cherno, managed to grab a machete and run off towards Balota to try and sneak through the hangars before heading up north. Flanked around the whole way, hearing a variety of gunfire - waiting for it to die down a bit before heading in for some looting. I tried to grab some things from the hangars, but the zombies were aggroing hard. I sprinted off and came across a barracks (not sure if that was unique to that server or not) which was filled completely and I mean COMPLETELY with survivor and bandit corpses. Obviously this was a hotspot for gunfights. As I turned around to run off, I noticed a survivor spawn in with a double barrelled shotgun, surrounded by the zombies that had been chasing me. He turned and looked at me, a man in a bandit skin (unfortunately) wielding a machete. I spoke over local chat, saying "Don't you dare shoot that at me. I'm friendly." he didn't respond and simply lined up before firing on me. I took a hit on the hip, but kept my legs and my consciousness surprisingly. I sprinted around the corner of the barracks, rather irate now. "Oh, you're so dead." I told him. The silly bambi comes running around the corner after me, only to take a machete to the knee and lose a leg. The next hit sealed the deal, as I dug the blunt blade into his thick skull, where what I assume his miniscule brain remained. Bleeding, vision blurring, I manage to say "I warned you." before the zombies pick me apart and drag me to death's hand. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After sorting my way through a crashed helicopter for a new weapon, leaving my old one for any whom might stumble across the site (which I mentioned in side chat the coordinates), I headed off to the NE Airfield, spotting that several people were meeting up there according to the side chat. I knew that if they were all meeting up without knowing one another beforehand, at least one would be willing to spare a bloodbag for me. Upon reaching the airfield however and setting up in several bushes, I heard the sounds of several guns firing off at one another. Turns out that the man that got to the rendezvous first also brought a bandit friend; setting up and waiting for the other two to arrive. Suffice it to say, things did not end well. The two friendlies died, but not without first dropping the first man's friend - before he himself logged to avoid death at my hands, after I stated in side chat "You shouldn't have done that." I waited it out for a while, knowing that the two friendlies were on their way back to grab their gear and hopefully bloodbag me. It took some time and some caution to get close enough to one of them to speak to them - my gun directed at his back just in case. Turned out that they were indeed 100% friendly, so after awhile I dropped my guard some. Unfortunately, we spent much too long dicking around there, the server lagging a little too hard for us to blood bag eachother properly without spending minutes doing it. This led to us being shot in the backs by an M14, the owner of which probably the guy that had logged earlier and reappeared under a different name ( that is my suspicion at least ). For that I am sorry, BrillBilly and Justin - that was a crappy call on my part to stick within that dangerous area for too long. I got you both killed again. I won't make the same mistake twice. How about you guys? Have you had any similar experiences? What about an opinion of what you'd have done in my position? Mind you, I am trying my very best not to be a KOSer in this game. After doing it for the entirety of my time on it before my long-as-hell hiatus, I'm going to be helping people more than killing them. Thoughts on this? Feel free to comment with anything you like, obviously. I'm up to any question or statement, I'll respond to anyone! TL;DR - I'm talking about my life in Day Z and sometimes I die and sometimes they die. :]

I haven't written anything here in a bit, due to my partner having not been around for a little while. Having made friends with one of the admins on a private hive that I log on to, we both decided to do something silly since we didn't have much else to do. It took around half an hour for things to happen, but I think it was certainly worth it! We arranged for another 5 or 6 players to join us, the admin took to his power usage and turned each of us into a dog. We then prowled the island, scaring survivors with barking into side chat and other such nonsense! If I had enough space on my pc, I definitely would have recorded the ridiculousness of it but alas I still have a bunch of other gameplay to sift through before deleting.

Spaghetti.

I actually like side chat. It helps me find people that are in need of help and such - though of course bandits can use the same information. But doesn't that make it fun too - knowing that there will be those trying to ruin your day? Just ruin theirs instead!

Now try working off -60k humanity.

My partner and I, after 4 days of searching, managed to get our hands on a couple of helicopters that had been sitting around on Skalisty island. The first was a little bird, which we used to find some more parts and then hide in the forest after we'd fixed up the russian, which we decided to use for fun since we didn't feel we needed two choppers. At first, all we did was fly about in it and pick up people who needed lifts - most of which actually didn't shoot at us, which was cool B) As the server restart drew near and we set the chopper down for the remaining ten minutes and such, I noticed that a person had mentioned on side chat that this was the first time that they'd ever played Day Z before. Now, seeing as I'm a total badass, I decided that my partner and I should go show him some fun. My partner got some software working in which he could stream his audio through his headset - then set off to the bambi, flying over the town in quite possibly the loudest helicopter imaginable. Now, I'm sure this was awesome in its own right for the bambi, but the fact that Jimi Hendrix's All Along The Watchtower was being played from the helicopter itself and a couple of fully-geared survivors were manning the beast of a vehicle that had come to pick him up from the zombie-infested town was probably what made his night. We flew around, pretty much just showing him bits of the map and having a general good time - not too fussed with teaching him too much too quickly, as I'll most likely go and give him a 1-on-1 lesson or two later on. So there we have it. We picked up the brand new bambi in a chopper, playing some of the greatest hits from the vietnam and world wars, while he sat shotgun in the chopper. Got him a tiny bit of gear, but mostly just kept him close to give him the best possible experience for his first time in the mod.

After spawning in Electro with a friend, we set about getting geared up before heading off north to find ourselves a vehicle. After grabbed an M16 with an undermounted grenade launcher and a HE shot for it, we looked outside of the inner firestation to find that there was a little bird simply sitting at the brick house nearby. Being the impulsive curiosity that I am, I decided to check it out - only to get shot in the back immediately. Now on less than 4k blood, I sprinted off after regaining consciousness (he was a bad shot apparently) and fled to the shoreline. My friend ended up being sniped from the shore, as the guy who had shot us (or who we think had shot us) changed position to on top of the roof of the brick building just east of the hospital. I didn't even know you could get up there. My hands were shaking with pain and the light-headedness from the blood loss was making it impossible for me to get a good shot on the ghillie sniper, who was about 150 meters away, only poking his head up. I mentioned on side chat that there was a sniper in electro, on the particular roof and a couple of guys I knew had a helicopter decided to come check it out (they'd shot me just a few minutes beforehand, as a fresh spawn in kamenka). The ghillie turned and started shooting up at the heli, which gave me plenty of time to load in the HE grande into the tube and take aim. Just so you guys know; I had never fired one of these before, so I knew absolutely nothing about the trajectory or damage it would do. This literally was just a "I wonder if this will hit?" moment! Firing it off, I watched impatiently for the half a second it took for the ghillie to suddenly explode in a shower of dust. The grenade had landed perfectly on his position, killing him instantly. If there ever was a time I could laugh like a menacing psycho path, this was definitely it.

That is just your preference. You've already made it abundantly clear that you prefer violence to be the answer above all else.

Not all people who take hostages kill them afterward. I, for one, don't. In fact, they typically end up with better gear than they had before I came along - because they eventually earn my trust by not being stupid and attempting to kill me with their less than advantageous positioning. Please, don't be stupid. I don't want to have to lose humanity or waste ammunition on a person who could have actually benefited from talking to me instead of just turning around to try and kill me.

Seems more like someone who got that gear illegally, friend. Also, a DMR doesn't need 12 magazines!

Actually, I do have a story to keep you guys entertained for now! In a previous story, I mentioned that I had been shot by a group known as HAAB. I failed to mention that the friend they then took captive was in a skype call with me. They continued feeding me information about their whereabouts, in case I had the ability to come back and try to ambush the guys that took them - sadly, I was having a lot of trouble gearing up that time around. Luckily enough, another friend of mine logged on soon after - who was then able to chase them down and start ambushing them as they tried to fix up an SUV. Now, this would have been an awesome event full of treachery, deceit and much death but... My friend completely failed. It was actually quite entertaining. He ambushed them a total of twice, damaging one of their vehicles a little in one and only managing to kill a single person the second time. That would have been fine, save for the fact that the single person he'd killed was our informant. So all-in-all, he successfully did nothing, only to bleed out later from a lack of water. Suffice it to say, I laughed really, really hard at him. The informant later went on their TS channel, to prepare us for another ambush on them at a later date (getting their trust first was crucial supposedly). They made it so that their TS was being broadcast through our skype call, meaning that my friend and I could listen to their chatter - the most prevalent topic being about Sugar Jakobs, the hacker. The player who managed to get shot in the back, then come back 15 minutes later to fail to ambush them twice with full gear. The thought that these guys had absolutely no idea that there was a second player was actually hilarious. Anyway, I'll keep adding more stories for your entertainment!

Hey guys, just giving you an update! I haven't been able to get much gaming done the past few days due to personal reasons, but in the time I *have* had I managed to find a new friend to partner with. We're currently working on getting a heli up and running, which we'd use to most likely help bambies here and there - or find bandit camps and screw with them some. I'll be sure to add yet more interesting experiences as they happen, so don't worry!

I am usually found on US 659. A few of those guys hang around on there.

After losing my gear to a hacker that spammed at least 50 shots from his pistol into the area surrounding and my body, I came upon a bambi while leaving Electro. I tried showing him the ropes and leading him to Cherno to find some quick gear for him, though it soon came to light that even though I'd been chatting to him through direct chat for the past half an hour, giving him pointers and tips and whatnot - he apparently couldn't hear me. That was irritating. We made it to cherno to meet up with a guy who claimed to be able to help us out with antibiotics and such, which the bambi needed. When we found one another, I dragged some of the aggro away and broke off to try and give them some breathing room - no such thing happened. The idiot lead the bambi straight into a cafe and up the stairs, with at least twenty zombies on their tail. Knowing that this was not going to end well, I ran in after them and tried clearing the stairs for them, shouting in direct chat for them to move on to another building which had more than one exit - only to then be swamped myself, whilst the two were arguing inside. What an absolute fiasco! After spawning again, I notice a guy running around - glitching here and there but certainly moving much too fast to be a normal player. My suspicions were confirmed when he called out my name, even though this server did not support the nametags option, meaning that this guy clearly was a hacker. Long story short, he ended up guiding me to a broken down Ural near Cherno, where he asked me to wait patiently whilst he fixed it up for me and the bambi, who respawned there. The guy we'd met up with was still alive and kicking, though now lacked any ammo for his weaponry. He met up with us again there, the ural soon being fixed up. Just as it was fixed up however, he put a bullet in our heads with his makarov, after having stuck with us for almost 45 minutes. Now, I understood why he did this; the ural was a great motivation for betraying us... The only thing was that he logged out immediately afterward, meaning that there was literally no point other than just to fuck with us. A few minutes later, the hacker drove up to my spawn with the same ural (he could see everyone on the map) then drove me up right to the top of the map, then left me the ural itself with a little bit of gear inside. However on the way there, I started losing blood to sepsis and currently don't have any wipes. Now, with less than 3k blood and nothing to show for it except for a hand-me-down ural - I slowly bleed to death in the middle of a forest. All in all, I think it is safe to say that I got nowhere, today.

Oh forgive us, Lord of the Internet - what with your ever-lasting connection that could never possibly drop for any feasible reason! Please, guide us on the path to glorious hardcore gaming, you humble bundle of insecurities. Back on topic; I have successfully held up a couple of people in my experiences. It has never been for looting reasons however, merely to be assured of my safety and their own. Who knows? I might even have some gear you'd been looking for spare? Anything could happen in Day Z - some people with hurt egos simply ignore this fact.

No, the first of the two definitely saw me, especially seeing as I had a group of about ten zombies aggro'd on me for the entirety of this conflict. I later was able to chat with the guy who got away, who didn't seem all that angry with us - he *did* get a ural out of it, after all!

Hello, everyone! I think I'll make this a thread for me to share my personal experiences with the people that desire death and chaos over life and peace, in these dark times. I also would like you all to remember that I have only been in DayZ and entire day (today) since my break from the game a long, long time ago. I'll begin with two stories! I loaded up an overwatch server to see what the difference was between it and vanilla, surprised to find that the military loot was much more broad in spectrum and convenient to locate. My friend and I hopped into a UAZ that was near the coast, just left in the middle of nowhere and set off to see the sights again. Finding our way to Devil's Castle, we ran across a jeep that was driving in the opposite direction. Quickly, we turned off the road and got out - weapons ready for a conflict if there was to be one; but not before shouting the classic 'Freindly!' call-sign, which we also got one in return. There were three men in total within the jeep, though they didn't seem all that friendly to us. Only one had the good grace to leave his vehicle to greet us, but they soon turned away and drove off about 200 meters away - leaving us with the impression that they didn't much care for us. Getting back into our UAZ and continuing on our way, I peeked out the back windshield and spotted a secondary cloud of dust, indicating that they were following us. Urging my friend to keep moving forwards and into the next treeline, we rushed back out and got behind some thick trees for cover. Once they were within range, I called out again, questioning why they were following us - only to hear their faint voices as they too exited their vehicles a mere 150 meters away. "Let's kill them." Oh, they were in for it now. I glanced at my partner, who lined up his sniper and took the first shot in retaliation, nailing the jeep with a loud clank. The three immediately went to take cover, but one sadly couldn't make it as I rinsed him thoroughly with a cleansing stream of hot lead. Now see, the thing about 14 year old bandits is that they typically don't think their cover through, nor about who they're messing with. It didn't take the sharpest eye to notice that they parked on an incline, the jeep having rather high suspension and in turn leaving them (as they've now gone prone behind it) rather open. With another few seconds of burst fire on their position, the three died - not a single shot having been fired in return. A fitting massacre to the silly, blood-thirsty teens. As for my second story... My partner and I parted ways soon after the conflict, mostly due to his need to shoot people on sight. I found another server, one that was still vanilla DayZ but with more buildings and such scattered throughout Chernarus. I spawned just east of Elektro, leading me to think that I may as well just go see what was going on in there. With the successive firing of sniper rifles and what sounded like an AK, I discretely made my way ip the southern side of Sniper Hill, spotting a couple of bandits hiding behind trees near each other. Seeing as I was completely unarmed, I decided to try and sneak up on them - hoping to snatch a gun from their bags and deal with them smartly. After about five minutes of careful crouching and rolling about, I ended up directly behind them - the two completely unaware of my presence. Now, this is where it got a bit interesting. As soon as I opened the bag of the nearest bandit, I noted that it made an odd noise. And that the UI for it was completely different to what I was used to seeing. This server was apparently very unique. So unique in fact that the two bandits were now completely alerted to my presence, due to the fact that it had just sounded as though I'd unzipped and flopped my junk out for the world to see - right beside their ears. They turned silently, looking at the unarmed survivor as he simply laid prone in the grass behind them - speechless. I took the initiative. "Well hello there!" Suffice it to say, they were amazed by the fact that I'd managed to sneak up on the two of them and get into their backpacks (which were both empty), offering me a sidearm and a hatchet to solve my peaceful nature. Accepting them with delight, I asked them what they were up to ( at this stage also noticing that the initial bandit turbans they were sporting had since disappeared within the draw distance, replaced with a camo outfit and a normal survivor's skin), trying to play off the fact that I had almost killed them if the circumstances were right. Seeing as they didn't kill me, I accepted their offer to hang out with them - another of their friends rocking up a few moments later with a Dragunov rifle, which I rather liked the look of. Nevertheless, these people weren't on my kill list any longer - as they certainly spared me. We headed off, down back to the shoreline where I had previously spotted a car in need of repairs. Foregoing them, we continued past and towards the unique compounds scattered throughout the server; a castle much like Devil's Castle, only the insides were all wrong - a hospital, some barracks and a factory replacing what would have been towers. We continued scavenging from these, slowly getting more and more geared up as we went until we finally said our goodbyes - my gear now primed for action. From having absolutely nothing, I came across a DMR, M14 AIM, Ghilli suit, a tonne of supplies and an interesting experience with what people usually think are the scum of the island. What about you guys? Had any similar experiences? Or perhaps some questions? I'm open to any comments! Also, before you ask; I am trying to run as a hero at the moment, meaning that I won't be shooting anyone that doesn't have a turban unless fired upon first. Any other heroes out there? TLDR; I killed some noobs, got geared up travelling with some bandits even though I'm doing a hero run.

By the way, I've moved this thread over to the General Discussion forum. Here's a link! http://dayzmod.com/forum/index.php?/topic/151028-sugars-day-z-life/

After dying to a group of bandits know as the HAAB (whom still to this day declare themselves as 'survivors', though they lie and kill just as much as any other bandit out there), I found myself looting Chernarus once again. It was night time and luckily enough I stumbled across a crash site fairly quickly, landing myself a handy pair of night vision goggles in the wreckage, along with an m16 and a stanag case. It took me the majority of the night and some of today to loot the remainder of what I have now. All of which was done without a map. Now let me tell you here that I have an atrocious sense of direction. If I want to go North, I will end up going North-West. If I want to go South, I'll end up going East. I don't know how I do it, I just do it. And yes, I am very much aware of the fact that clouds travel east... I still get lost very easily. Now, I have gotten myself a CZ sniper rifle and some gear to keep me alive in the wilderness. Meeting up with my friend (the girl from before), we started looting Berezino for some medical supplies, which ended up not spawning. Heading off into the wilderness again with no map to speak of, we found a ural sitting in the middle of a field. Good condition on all, with wheels and fuel! It even had some nice survival gear in the back, along with a couple of okay weapons. Taking that, we headed off and eventually came across a town with another vehicle parked just within. We decided to check it out, finding that it had lost a couple of wheels. I jumped out to check the gear, only for my partner to declare that there was an "enemy" in the town just ahead. What I found interesting is that she immediately used the term "enemy" rather than "player", leading me to believe that she was about to start shooting. Which she did. She had gotten out of the ural, in a rather crappy position and started shooting at the guy. This in turn got her shot instead, but not before revealing a second player in the skirmish. Sprinting away, as I had only a sniper and a silenced M9 to defend myself with, I set up in a bush and tried to catch my breath to steady my aim, only to hear them getting into our truck. Moving again to try and get a shot on them, they pulled off and started down the road - but stopped a little further down, probably to pick up the second guy (who I only then realised hadn't been in the truck yet). It took me a second, but I lined up the shot and popped the driver in the head, his bandit body flopping out of the truck like a sack of potatoes. The second guy drove off with the ural, much to my dismay, but upon inspecting the bandit's body I found a... Wait for it... MAP! Finally, a god damn map! Suffice it to say that I chewed out my partner for being too hasty and trying to do something with the crappiest positioning I had ever seen. A guy with an enfield and an AK had successfully stolen our Ural, where we were obviously better geared. Her lack of coordination and though lead to our loss... But, don't get me wrong. I didn't mind much about the vehicle, more the fact that she died in the end. Lesson learnt for her.

Well, he didn't chase her off. He actually left after I was locked out of the server due to ping issues. She was left alone in the end and decided to screw with him.

The guy had no issues with me. He definitely had trust issues with the girl, however. I didn't mention it in the story, but my friend actually joined us for a while during the adventure for loot - he left early however when he got fed up with the guy's attitude. Obviously not everyone is going to be the most friendly of people, but being a genuine ass for the sake of being an ass is not the way to go about things. Thanks for the comment!

Today was long. After finding a chopper crash site about a KM away form the NEAF, I mentioned it to a person in side chat who seemed to be bored. He offered that I join his teamspeak, so I did and off we went. During our time partnered up, we found a grand total of 1 UAZ, 1 Humvee and 3 Little Birds, all ripe for the picking. Since he was the one doing all the driving and I was delegated to simply sitting around, I was watching the sidechat. A woman named Girl (confirmed that she is indeed female, you disbelieving internet-goers) needed a lift. I offered her one, which my partner wasn't exactly thrilled about but allowed anyhow. After picking her up, my partner started to get a little... Odd. His personality seemed to change completely, once vehicles (this was on an official hive server) were part of the equation. He didn't want her stealing anything nor wrecking anything. Suffice it to say, from here onwards I started to have my doubts that I'd ever play with the guy again - he was not exactly the most fun of persons. Hours later, we have two vehicles and enough parts to fix a chopper for ourselves. At this point I started pinging, meaning that I get kicked from the server and can't get back in; but was still present in the teamspeak channel. My partner, who will still not be named, got worse from there, Since Girl's playful nature which conflicted rather heavily with his harsh, serious personality. The two eventually got into a small argument, which in turn led to him basically telling her to 'fuck off', right before he logged off of both the server and the TS channel. Unfortunately for him, Girl knew exactly where he'd parked the Humvee that he deemed was his alone. Now, rather than being completely geared with fantastic loot and completely repaired for future use... It now has no wheels, no fuel, no gear and a wire-fence set up through the vehicle itself. The guns we'd collected and put in there were then put up for auction for those in the server to do with as they pleased. If you're going to be mean to a girl on a video game, make sure she isn't within reach of your beloved belongings and vehicle. Also, she totalled the UAZ.

Earlier today, on my usual server, I found a newly spawned helicopter at the North East Airfield. The server was full and the bandits were plentiful, meaning that I knew that if I left it there, I'd either die protecting it or lose it to bandits whilst trying to repair it. Either way, I ended up going down to check it out. I set my partner up in a tree with a sniper, keeping overwatch whilst I ran around like a spastic in the hangars and such, looking for the right gear to fix the heli (which was everything). Sadly, I only managed to find a rotor assembly before the bandits arrived. After laying waste to a grand total of 5 people (including one hero, who deemed me a bandit and set out to hunt me down) my partner and I decided to call it quits. It was getting too difficult to keep the place secure and sadly, we were not enough to make this chopper work. I stuffed it full of medical and food supplies, mentioned it on the chat and logged off for the day. Maybe that made someone's day just that little bit easier in getting their first heli? Either way, I still have yet to get myself a camp or vehicle... I'll keep you guys updated~ EDIT: turns out that somebody took the heli and was using it the next morning to fly about randomly. Good for them :D

If they went out of their way to pull up right beside you in a vehicle, then they were doing one of two things. 1. They really, really, REALLY wanted to kill you. Or 2. They might not have even known you were there. I don't know what I'd do in your position, in this case. Then again, I've never had anyone drive up to me like that and end up being friendly in my experience. Thanks for the comment.

After sorting my way through a crashed helicopter for a new weapon, leaving my old one for any whom might stumble across the site (which I mentioned in side chat the coordinates), I headed off to the NE Airfield, spotting that several people were meeting up there according to the side chat. I knew that if they were all meeting up without knowing one another beforehand, at least one would be willing to spare a bloodbag for me. Upon reaching the airfield however and setting up in several bushes, I heard the sounds of several guns firing off at one another. Turns out that the man that got to the rendezvous first also brought a bandit friend; setting up and waiting for the other two to arrive. Suffice it to say, things did not end well. The two friendlies died, but not without first dropping the first man's friend - before he himself logged to avoid death at my hands, after I stated in side chat "You shouldn't have done that." I waited it out for a while, knowing that the two friendlies were on their way back to grab their gear and hopefully bloodbag me. It took some time and some caution to get close enough to one of them to speak to them - my gun directed at his back just in case. Turned out that they were indeed 100% friendly, so after awhile I dropped my guard some. Unfortunately, we spent much too long dicking around there, the server lagging a little too hard for us to blood bag eachother properly without spending minutes doing it. This led to us being shot in the backs by an M14, the owner of which probably the guy that had logged earlier and reappeared under a different name ( that is my suspicion at least ). For that I am sorry, BrillBilly and Justin - that was a crappy call on my part to stick within that dangerous area for too long. I got you both killed again. I won't make the same mistake twice.