You sniped someone Cherno, and I was going to leave you alone; but then I thought it would be more fun to scare the shit out of you. I managed to pinpoint your location after you prudently elicited the aggression of a passing zombie. I stalked you for a bit then I got bored. I warbled some nonsense into the direct comm and shot around you. By then a warm liquid was probably disseminating in your pants. Then I shot at you, and you died. I left your AS50, L85, NVGs, Rangefinder, GPS, and other shit to deteriorate with the microorganisms in the soil. "People die if they are killed."