I had been playing with a friend of mine, and we were speed looting Cherno. Things actually went really well, we had ourselves more ammo, and medical supplies than we could carry, but between the two of us, only one primary weapon (my friend had it, I had the hatchet for silent zombie kills). So we run out to the field, and its late at night, so we decide to log off and continue our trek north later. That was last night, today I got bored and didn't want to wait for my friend to get on, so I decided that I would be careful and try to find myself a bugger gun. I carefully make my way toward Cherno from the north. I use binoculars to spot the tops of buildings for snipers, I hide in the shadows and effortlessly make my way into town. I find myself a shotgun and a good couple of shells, and a revolver to replace my makrov. I even make it out okay! I log off standing near our meeting spot and feel pretty good... But greed got the best of me, and before long I thought a new backpack, maybe even a tent, would make me look like a BAMF when my friend got back. So I head to some of those high yield apartments next to the hospital. Looking through I actually find the backpack I wanted, and I fill it with way more shotgun shells than I thought I would ever see one more time... I hear footsteps... Somewhere outside... "Who goes there?" I ask in voice chat. Then I get a little cocky and follow up with a "I heeeaaarrr you" Silence, I stay still for a while, then slowly continue looting. Then I hear the footsteps again, after about 3 minutes Slowly moving up the stairs...(baggage problems had me up there longer than I would have liked) I go prone and sit so that when the guy makes his way to the top staircase I can open fire. He wont see me until the last step... He shows his head BANG Tat Tat Tat BANG Tat Tat With that both our characters roll over, I don't get back up, he does. Now I'm thinking I'm really effin' lucky and I re-spawn on the Cherno dock. I think he might have left at least my shotgun, I thought I heard him have some automatic rifle, so it seemed likely. I run full speed, attracting about 6 zombies, thinking that worst case scenario, I kite a little trouble his way. I'm about halfway there and I look behind me and see a guy running with a pistol and a rife. "Whoa I don't want any trouble man" I say. All I had was an ax I frantically grabbed and he was far more armed. He doesn't react so I start to run away BANG I fall over bleeding, but not yet dead. Broken legs. I hear "Who hears who now bitch?" BANG