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It's 13 kilometers from the Spawn on the coast North of Rify to the tent city at Balota, as the crow flies, and 17 to 18+ if you follow the coast. Assuming one stops to loot and takes some caution around high pop areas, I can see it taking nearly an hour to get from that spawn point to Balota. By comparison, it's a little less than 10 kilometers from elektro to Devil's castle.

That's right, I'm tuff.

What a surprise to see you post this.

My clan usually rolls 4-8 deep. We came from the Battlefield series and brought our mic discipline and chain of command mindset with us when to DayZ, so it works out pretty well. We get some cross talk and side chatter going on, but when something's going down, everyone shuts up and listens to what's being said. Typically we have a setup something like this (for our 8 man teams): 1-2 Mosins: Set up in in different overwatch positions they give us better angles and more awareness of our area. They're in sight and effective range of each other so they can cover each other as well. 1 SKS + PU: He usually hangs back mid way between our staging point and wherever it is that we're assaulting and acts as a rear guard and extra fire support if necessary. 2-4 AKM/M4: These guys are our breaching team. They're usually in their own channel in TS during an assault, with the team leader being on whisper lists with the support squad. It helps to keep comm chatter down when things get heated. We still use M4A1s as far as I'm aware due to their red dot sights. 1 Medic: This is our guy who stays back with the SKS man and waits to see if anyone gets hurt beyond what can be fixed with rags, basically. He carries saline bags, blood bags from universal donors, lots of rags, morphine, epinephrine, splints, etc. He usually carries an M4/AKM.

Exactly. This whole conversation about the engine DayZ runs on, whatever you want to call it: Infusion, ARMA 2.5, ARMA 3.-5, ToH 2, Dean'sMod, whatever, reminds me of the Ship of Thesus. Replace the deck planks, replace the main mast, replace the jib, replace the rudder, replace the keel and exterior planking, etc. etc. until you have a new ship, but is it still Thesus' original ship, or something completely new? Frankly I don't really care whether you draw the distinction between a new engine being something that started from a blank file, or something that was an existing engine that had every (or nearly every) part of it rewritten and original code removed from it, so long as it works the way it ought to.

Not unless you live in the middle of the forest, and your eyes don't have a chance to adapt.

Just about the only thing you said in this post that is true is that it takes effort to avoid light pollution, for most people at least. I grew up the son of an astronomer travelling miles and miles to get to dark sky sites to observe, and you couldn't be farther from the truth. You can use all the fancy "math" you want to try to prove your point, but it's in vain because you haven't got one to begin with. Venus is bright enough to cast shadows, albeit faint ones. The milky way is massive in the Summer and creates plenty of light, as do all the rest of the stars, more than enough to see with. The human eye adjusts amazingly well to night time given the time to do so properly, but most people simply don't bother with that. The old night time in DayZ was a joke, and nothing even close to reality.

Heh, thanks.

Day 28 A lot has happened since the infection started. I wasn't able to write this down until now, the memories were still too vivid, too painful, to unsettling. But I've got to write this down, maybe it will help me move past them, and help me finally get a decent night's sleep. And after what happened today, I know I have to tell this story. -- My home was destroyed by these...things. I don't know what they were, or where they came from, but they decimated my little village of Myshkino. My wife and I were upstairs reading while our daughter was downstairs practicing piano. In all her 6 years there wasn't anything she liked as much as playing the piano. We heard her screams, my wife rushed down to help, but it was too late, my baby was torn to shreds by these monsters. My wife tried to fight them off but they tore her to pieces too. I ran. I didn't try to help. I was a coward. I ran. I ran for hours, for what seemed like an age, until I didn't know where I was anymore. I'd never been more afraid, more ashamed in my life. I collapsed beneath an ash tree and sobbed until I couldn't stay awake anymore. When I finally made it back home, there was nothing left of my girls except a lock of my daughter's hair, and one of my wife's earrings. They're the only thing I have left of them, and I keep them with me at all times, nothing is more sacred, more painful, to me than those little reminders of them, and what happened that day, the day everything I knew and cared about was killed, and I ran away like a coward. Those monsters didn't even leave me with bodies to bury properly - I don't want to think about what happened to my girls. Whatever they were, they must have come from the very pits of Hell itself, there's no other explanation. I didn't know what to do after that, so I made for Chernogorsk, where my brother and his family lived, to make sure he was ok. I took a bicycle because I figured the roads would be completely clogged with people trying to get either in or out. My route took me up and over Green Mountain, where the large radio tower is. I've always hated this hill. My grandfather told me stories about it being the burial mound of an ancient civilization, who had to pile their dead after an invader swept through and destroyed everything. I never believed him, but now I think there may have been something to that story. Where else could these half-dead things come from? Anyway, as I was pedaling up, I saw a military roadblock, which I was glad to see. What happened next though made me go cold. The soldiers had a family get out of their sedan, and had them sit in the courtyard with about 20 other civilians. They shot them. They shot every one of them. Man, woman, child, infant, dogs. The slaughtered them all like cattle. I ran again, but this time I was seen, two soldiers chased me down the hill, and followed me into the woods. I was hiding behind a bush when it happened. Anyone who finds this, I'm not crazy. I know what you're going to read sounds like it, but it happened, and I have no reason why, or explanation. I don't know what it was, but I know that what I'm about to tell you is the God's Honest Truth. A dark image of a man, dressed in leather walked next to me and toward the soldiers. I was frozen with fear, I couldn't move, I could barely breathe. And it was cold all of a sudden, so very cold, I could see my breath, what little of it escaped my lips. The shadowy figure walked up to the soldiers, then danced between them, fast as a wolf chasing down a deer. In the confusion the soldiers fired at each other, and they both dropped dead. The figure then turned to me, and looked me in the eye. His eyes were red as fire, and I could feel the heat come from them, the only sensation of warmth I'd had since I saw the figure. He stared at me for what felt like hours, but was probably no more than a few seconds. Then, he disappeared, the air grew warm again, and I could feel myself regaining control of my muscles. I shot up and started sprinting down the hill, towards Sosnovka. I was at the base when I heard an eruption of Gunfire from the tower. There was shouting, and gun fire. So much gunfire. I ran. I kept running until I found a garage in Sosnovka and hid until it was dark. -- It's been almost a month since that's happened, but I still remember it clear as day. I've avoided that God Forsaken tower ever since, except today. I don't know what brought me back to it, but something did. I approached the gate slowly, heard it creak in the wind and decided that was close enough. As I headed back down the hill, toward my makeshift camp outside my old village, my foot hit something. When I bent down to pick it up, it appeared to be some sort of gem in a crude, ancient necklace. As I was looking at it, the figure appeared again, staring at me. I put the necklace back where I had found it, and the figure, so slowly as to almost be imperceptible, began to fade away, until the only thing I could see of him was the red glow of his eyes. I don't know what I saw, or what was there, but I've started to think the stories my granddad told me about that place may have been true.

Suggested method confirmed as solution.

I'm no fan of Gentlman and his fedora-wearing, carebear attitude toward this game, but there is no way CaptLobster took classes in arguing, because that would entail some form of higher education, and his lack of proper grammar and spelling alone belies that claim. Possible 15 year old who went to 1 high school debate team meeting detected.

That's cute. I give bambis can openers/compasses and directions and then shoot them when they run off.

I THINK ALL THAT DEPENDS ON WHERE THE GEAR IS IN RELATION TO THE GRENADE BECAUSE A BODY WILL ABSORB A LOT OF THE CONCUSSIVE IMPACT AND SHRAPNEL SO A BACKPACK AND THE STUFF IN IT WOULD PROBABLY BE OK BECAUSE GRENADES ARE NOT ACTUALLY SMALL THERMONUCLEAR DEVICES

I KNOW THEY RUIN GEAR IN REAL LIFE AND THIS GAME IS BASICALLY REAL LIFE SO PROBABLY WOULD BE MY GUESS BUT THEN AGAIN I DON'T KNOW AND I THINK THIS RUN ON SENTENCE IN ALL CAPS IS SOMETHING YOU WILL BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND WHICH IS WHY IM WRITING IT LIKE THIS HOPE IT HELPED

I'm well aware of that, that's kind of the point. It's a gameplay thing for me. If I were about to die to a mess of zombies, and had no hope of surviving, I'd eat a bullet rather than let them tear me to shreds. I'd like for my character to be able to do the same thing, that's what I'm getting at.

There should be a suicide option if you're bleeding profusely, have a broken arm/leg etc., and are surrounded by a mass of zombies, and only then.

What the hell sort of suggestion is that? Actually fix something? What utter tosh...

Completely different point than the one I was making. To it though, I admit that the woods look like crap now, but we'll see what happens when they introduce the new renderer and improve clientside optimization so that people aren't running the game on potato settings to get decent fps.

So basically what I got out of this is that you think that a very rare item that requires a lot of teamwork and play time to get into even remotely operable condition provides an unfair advantage for a team of players working together against a lone-wolf. I'm overflowing with sympathy.

Scouting runs looking for other peoples bases, scouting runs looking for crash sites, picking up friends who are far away/spawned on the other side of the map, among other things.

How many people would be able to properly pull the engine block from a car, haul it back to another car, remove the engine from the first car, then install the new block, connect it properly (all the wiring + mechanical connections), and get it to run?

I fail to see your point. By that logic, getting killed should be removed from the game because it forces me to spend a lot of time doing something I don't enjoy doing, which is gearing up and re-equipping. You're ignoring the point I'm making, and at this point I don't know if you're doing it on purpose or not. The train of thought I was quoting and commenting on was that anyone who had a helo would use it to get the hell out of dodge (I even said as much in a direct response to you). Are you telling me that people who had a car, or people who made a car work properly would not do the same thing and use it to get the hell out of a zombie infested wasteland and try to get somewhere civilized instead of living in the woods, hunting deer/boar/rabbits for subsistence? Besides that, there're plenty of things that the "regular people" of Chenarus do that "regular" people don't. Do you know how to land a cold barrel shot on a target 800m away, standing still or not? Do you know how to replace an entire engine in a car? Do you know to properly kill, gut, clean, and skin a deer? I'd wager most people playing this game, and most people in Chenarus wouldn't, yet we accept these things as stuff that's clearly easy to do and is essentially common knowledge. The fuel stuff I agree with, I think it should be difficult to find, but then again, helicopters run ideally on a form of highly refined kerosene, so it's not ridiculous to think that it would be impossible to find some way to refine kerosene that could be found in game into what you needed. Besides, most forms of engines will run on flammable fuels, just not as well. So you could theoretically fuel a helo with gas, it would just cause wear on the engine and shorten its lifespan dramatically.

Sure they can, if they see where you landed it and can fly it without crashing it; so what? You can do the exact same thing. My clan jacked a helicopter from another clan on our server back in the mod days, and wiped their base out, completely. They never took the heli back, even though they were active on the server, and succeeded in raiding one of our stashes (we're pretty sure it was them, not positive though). The helo is an asset, and how effective it is depends solely on the people using it. Until you find it and destroy it or steal it. -- Merged. --

Methinks you never learned how to use helicopters properly. Everyone knows if you're going to have a base with vehicles the LAST thing you do is put them right next to each other. Vehicles make noise (except for bicycles), and you don't want to attract everyone on the map to your location by having two whirling blades of super-sonic fury directing everyone to your location. Land your helicopter half a click or so away from your base, and hike back. Same with your cars, park them away from your main camp, so that if someone stumbles on them, they don't A) have access to literally all of your stuff, to pick and choose what they need and want, and 2) can't run over and ruin your tents + all the stuff in them when they find your Gaz and have picked your base clean. All of that is true and I never said it wasn't. The argument being used against helicopters is that anyone who had one would use it to get the hell out of dodge. You can't tell me someone with a car wouldn't do the exact same thing. -- Merged. --

So you don't want cars then either, yes?