Hi there, after one of my first real characters was fully geared and me playing very passiv I got bored, walked to Electro and got shot trying to help a bambi. I wasn't frustrated at all, looking forward to a new journey (only full servers (35players)). I hope you enjoy readind, i really enjoyed playing! I made my way to the north, avoiding looted cities of the coast and those bandits lusting for my life. After hours of almost starving to death, carrying canned goodies without a way to open them and defending myself against those zombies, armed with a hoe, I found a badly damaged fireaxe in a barn near Staroye. I used that to open those beans, spilled half of them and gorged 3 cans in a row. Energized and with new hope I made me way through Shakhovka, Guglovo and Novy Sobor to Stary Sobor where i found a fine, pristine Shotgun with a quickloader and 9 shells. So there i was. A lone girl wearing a beanie, a green raincoat, kickass sunglasses, armed with a shotgun and a farming hoe I intend to visit the military base south of nw airfield, so i continued my way towards Kabanino. Leaving Stary Sobor, a zombiegirl was standing on the field and i thought "i never shot a shotgun before... better try it!" so i aimed and shot her in her zombieface. I underestimated the volume of a shotgun shot. The bang was followed by several grunts and suddenly 7 Zombies were running towards me. I shot 3 more and then switch to my almighty farming hoe and smashed the remainig zombies. After defeating those braindead folks I recognized blood dripping through my clothes, so i used a bandage i found to patch myself up. Now I knew, not to shot this gun, unless there is no other way. I reloaded gun and snaploader and continued my way. I ran past Kabanino and crossed the field towards the military base. On my way i heard something that sounded like a pistol shot, coming from the direction of the base. So now i was alarmed and aware that i was not alone. At the wall of the base i observed the area, but could not spot anything, so i drawed my shotgun and went forward. The doors of the green, two story building were open. I entered the building, closed the door behind me and went to the cell-room on the right (the door was open as well). Being in the cell i heard a reloading noise. i squated down, positioned myself so i could see the main door, the window and the cell door and listened carefully. I heared footsteps, just a few and very silent, but i could hear them. I raised my voice "hey buddy, i can hear you, i'm down here. don't worry i won't shoot you". Indeed, I didn't want to shoot anybody. Me, all alone, hunted by zombies wandering across dead and emtpy cities, I could use someone to talk to, no need to fight. After a moment of silence i continued: "Hey don't worry, I don't want to fight, just say something"... nothing... did i just fantazise thouse noises? Have I been alone for such a long time?... No there were footsteps! i could here them again and whoever not responding made me worry! I aimed at the door, where i expected the head of a crouching guy and tried to stay calm. My heart was beating like crazy, i resisted the urge to go leave the cell and go upstair to where i heared the noise... i just waiting for something to happen... Nothing, for like 3 minutes, a few noises every now and then and the all of it sudden i heared footsteps coming arount the corner and i could see HIM attempting to crouch into the room. I shot twice, ran out of the room reloading, turned and crouched back into the cell, where i saw him laying dead on the ground. All geared up in army green, hunter backpack, a mosin with a scope next to him. I screamed at his dead body: "what the fuck dude, why don't you answer, what the fuck??" I could not believe it. Such a waste of human life in such a bad time for humankind. As i calmed down, i went upstairs, finding a guy laying dead on the ground, wearing a bandit-mask, m4 and carrying two completely filled ammo-boxes. Everything the two totally geared up guys had was ruined, exept for the m4 and the mosin. The rifles were pristine and equiped with the finest attachments, but i could not care less. I found MY gun, that probably just saved my life. I grabbed the ruined backpack, a combat vest, searched the barracks and headed to Vybor. Maybe there i'll find some survivers, that are willing so survive