First kill happened yesterday, I play the game for a fair month yet. I wasn't so tempted by the murder ever since. I was looting in the huge hangar at the Airstrip of balota. When I arrived between the two halfrounded shaped, a Zombie came out of no where with his claw in my face and his spit all around my face. I jumped off my chair and empty almost an entire clip of AKS in his half roten body. Half calm I saw another running from the field on the other side of the strip. I decided to enter the second Hangar to make my move on the second attack of this brain sucker. My luck wasn't with me, as soon as I turn the corner, an axe wielding survivor swing at me, two or more swing hitted me. I bleed, passed out, I slowly watching a decent survival attempt going down with the hourglass. Then I noticed that my blood wasn't running so fast. I could have time to bandage, and on me was a blood bag. So the countdown was almost over, that dude must have think I was gone for good, he moved toward me probably loot in mind. The screen flashed to colors again; - this time my entire clip went off in this not-so-murderer - He had no chance, he went down. - So did I almost at the same time, no time to bandage. I use the Global Chat to let him know how jerky he were. I finally learned, after several well reflected words of kindness, that the dude was hunted by a another jackass and he refugied in this hangar with only 400 blood. He though I was the guy who did inflect those damage to him, I tried to defend himself. We are now planning to play as teammates, I could have been save him with my blood bag, I could give him my spare gun in my backpack, but it did occurs differently.