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Personally, when hunting I enjoy tracking. This requires all of your senses.Look for discarded cans, ruined gear, and empty magazines listen for footsteps, drinking, or eating Look for sillhouettes on top of hills or deer stands, and in open fields (sheesh, 0 cover and concealment effort with some people) Search along the main roads from the trees, and popular looting areas Use these steps, and it's a guaranteed scalp.

Then learn things. And then execute said things in-game. In real life, a man could know HOW to chop down a tree... He wouldn't be restricted from it because he isn't level 20. End-game will be added in the future. It will range from base-building to vehicles, no need to turn this game into some choppy, linear progression arcade system. People make their own progress.

You know what your skills are? Your wits. Your aim. Your tactics, strategies... This would only make this game into a level grinder, and you'd get killed by other players just because they've abused the system. (i.e, XP grinding your buddy by killing him.)

The fact that people use the "no fire switch" excuse for their bad aim... Have they EVER heard of fire control? Double-Tapping? NOTHIN'?

The city with the hotel is Chernogorsk. It's the largest city on the map, and it's likely there was someone there that you just didn't run into. Also, I recommend going from Elektro to Kamishovo, you can usually find people that way.

Ah, I just learned the spawns for myself... I figured the game was to be played for the adventure! :D

Alright, alright... Lemme be easy on you. This isn't an arcade shooter. Everything that Dean wants is to be controlled by the player populace. This being said, you can already control a territory. Just get some mates and start patrolling. It isn't hard. Also, it'd be really cool if in the future, you could tag walls with spray paint. Y'know, mark gang territories.

Oh, ja! The RRF are a HUGE open community of medics. Probably didn't kill MY squad persay... But good fight nonetheless. But, ehm, please don't ambush the RRF. They're just medics. If you're going to ambush anyone, at least ambush the RRF Ranger division. They'll give you a bit better of a fight. :D

The most intense 1 on 1 firefight I was ever in with a dumb person... Let's see... We met a random dude in a firestation, we played nice and made friends. But my buddy... didn't like him. Sure enough, we stopped to refill at a pond, and he shot my friend in the back of the head. I was in the back, and instinctively dived into the water to hide. While my friend loaded his mosin, he was killed. I inch out of the water, moving through the weeds. I have an FNX with one mag. He is now in the hills, and I suppress him for a few minutes. He starts to push up, and I fire twice again. I watch his shoulder explode. He panics, and misses half a mag on me. I hit him one more time in the arm, and run out of ammo. He wastes another STANAG and reloads, this time breaking my leg. He stands over me, and needlessly empties another 15 bullets into my head. ^ Worst shot eva.

Call me a coward... But I got iced. No longer geared, and either way I don't feel the fight anymore. Earlier, I had a hissy-fit and tried to out-badass you. Sorry for getting pissed, I am sorry I didn't respect your bambi-murdering play style.

I thought you said "...as likely as finding rocket shit a horse" O_o

It's a teleportation hack. No worries, hackers can't shoot for shit! (hence why they hack)

Next time, only shoot 3 shots from any given position. That way you aren't spotted! :D

Alright... I took a minute to cool off a bit... Meat, I'm sorry I didn't respect your playstyle... It's just as legitimate as others. But... They're just bambies!

I'll check this out with my squad. We'll be getting geared, prepare your anus, bambi killer. Beat us, and maybe I can respect you.

LEL

You bring your friends, and I'll bring my counter sniper. Hope you have practice on killing someone that shoots back, mother fucker.

3... 2... 1... BOOM

I've killed plenty of the likes of you. As a matter of fact, I actively hunt people like you. I check every sniper hill, every military base and coastal city... It isn't just beans and bandages, and I'm sure it's not that fun to waste your ammunition on an unarmed bambi with no chance. Give freshspawns a chance, shoot geared people. Or do you need the batteries? (trust me, it's much more fun to take that shizzle)

Though character wipes are to be expected.... You should have been on the coast when you spawned. Maybe you were robbed upon logging out?

not very fair, you assuming ALL 3pp players are cheating assholes.

You aren't keeping DayZ clean. You are shooting unarmed, unaware men from several hundred meters away, WITH a squad in case you do miss. You are a coward.

I alreadt play 1PP. The fact is... this isn't a military sim. This is not ArmA. Even first person can be abused. And, btw, head bob gives people motion sickness.TL;DR Use the search option, quit beating a dead horse, and for the love of god don't push your play style on people.

My character was a doctor who was sent to Utes Island on a UN aid mission. After trying and failing many times, my team desperately searched for the cure to a progressing incurable disease amongst the local population. One night, me and my colleagues were examining a person who was exhibiting... abnormal behaviour. Aggression... Loss of communicarion skills... progressive unresponse to any form of outside stimuli... he refused to eat the rice the peacekeepers brought to the island, he would only eat red meat. We had to restrain him, so he wouldn't actively hunt livestock... eventually, he wouldn't even eat beef. And more and more of the populace was brought in to our clinic, all displaying these sypmtoms. We thought they would die, so we began force feeeding them. Their bodies rejected the food and vomited all of it. We gave up, and tried desperately to treat them. We thought they would starve to death. One night, a specimen broke from his restraints. We found Dr. Haanz in a pool of blood... Outside was worse. Untreated villager s were screaming at the top of their lungs, chasing... killing... feeding... on the uninfected populace. The rest of the night was a blur... I picked up a handgun, started firing, running for my life... I jumped off the port in Kamaney and swam as fast as I could. I drifted for weeks, dehydration leaving me in a daze... I woke up one day in Chernarus, the sweet sound of Chernarussian waves welcoming me to hell. One month since outbreak, 9 million infected world wide.