My first was in Orlovets. I had been playing as a friendly, and had met another player on my way up from the south. We were working towards Berezino, and had stopped to fill our canteens and search for food. We decided to split up (no use in looting the same buildings) and I went to some buildings on the outskirts of the village. I was just walking back into the centre when I heard my friend yell "FRIENDLY! I'M FRIENDLY MAN!" on direct comms, and then go quiet. We were both armed (I had an M4 and he had a pistol). I knew that if he had been killed, whoever had done so would now have a firearm. I moved house to house, as quietly as I could, in search of either my friends body or his assailant. Suddenly, a player I did not recognize broke from cover, and started sprinting between buildings; I crouched, brought up my weapon and fired off three rounds. Blood was trailing from his character as he rounded the corner of the next house and disappeared from view. I set off in pursuit, reaching the adjacent building quickly, but with no idea of his whereabouts. That's when I heard a crack as a bullet flew by me. The unknown player had flanked around me, but missed his first shot. I spun around, left mouse firmly down as I did so, and emptied my clip into him. He fell to the ground, I reloaded and fired a few more shots into his head to make sure. I ran into the building he had initially appeared from and found my friends body. I got out my defibrillators, took the battery from my friends torch, turned them on and attempted to use them. "You cannot use defibrillators on a dead person" I returned to the body of the murderer, recovered the pistol and a few cans of food, hid my friends body, and then disappeared into the treeline. Far and away my most intense gaming experience. Why I play the game.