markus.makinen4@luukku.com

The game's awesome, haven't experienced anything like this before. I was moving along the coast, hoping to see some survivors who would join me on my quest to hunt down bandits. Obviously I was on the watch of said bandits too. The sun was high and I had plenty of bullets in my CS-75 and my Makarov, I felt like had the upper hand in any conflict I would get myself into. As my food was running low I decided to take a quick looting visit to a small coastal town (I think it was Nizhnoye). I scanned the settlement with my scope, seeing no movement save for some walkers. Pasta was aplenty in the town and I was just about to leave when I heard gunshots from the coast. I would have shrugged off and left if it was just a fresh noob fending off zeds, but that wasn't the sound of a Makarov. I decided to check it out. Creeping in bushes I came to a road running alongside the beach and there was the source of the gunshots: a bandit banging his Winchester . A body of a survivor lay next to him, not far away. I quickly, and I hate to admit, too hastily aimed at his head, my scope still trembling, and shot. I missed. The bandit ran out of sight and I heard roars all around my hat. As I pulled out my Makarov the zeds started swarming me. I shot, reloaded, ran away, shot. Bleeding hard and shaking from pain I emptied all my pistol ammo and resorted to the rifle, which I used to shoot the remaining zeds from the hip. Finally they stopped coming. I bandaged myself thinking that the bandit would shoot my brains out in any minute. But no. Exhausted, I dived into a bush and scoped around. My vision was blurred. I was very surprised to see the bandit walk into my sights not far away and I lined up a shaking shot. This time it hit and the bandit fell down. Was it this easy after all? I lay down in the bush looking if somebody would come to investigate the shots as I had done before. Not long after I saw a survivor creeping towards the bandits body. I stood up and saluted, shouting at him thru the voice chat. He didn't notice. As he started looting the bandit I was thinking to myself: "what if he is the respawned bandit, gathering back his lost supplies?". And besides, I had killed the bandit, his loot should be mine. I surprised even myself as I lined up another shot. The survivor fell down in one. The bandit provided juicy loot, but the survivor was a freshman. Still I feel terribly guilty for him. Also if I had saved him, he could have given me a blood transfer, as the bandit had many packs. Now I'm running thru the woods, blurry, the bandits Winchester in my shaking hands, wondering if next time I can be more human.