A Topic of Thanks

[aarnoman 13]

Well...I have to start this off with a little story (bear with me, it won't be outrageously long! :))

Yesterday, me and a friend I recently convinced of getting DayZ played together for the first time. He spawned in Kamenka, and, as a first time player, was fairly lost. I told him to wait there, as I spawned close-by in Komarovo. By the time I got to him, he was surrounded by about 15 Zeds, and he was busy freaking out. None of us had any weaponry, but we took our chances and headed North, without any map nor compass. We lost the Zeds within 5 minutes of steady sprinting.

As it turns out, we were heading straight for Drozhino. Keep in mind, as it was his first time playing, he did not know anything related to Dayz nor Arma, so this turned out to be an ideal place to teach him about using the (fairly horrible) inventory menu, how to use the backpack, lower your gun, go prown, etc. At this point, we found two old Double-Barelled shotguns and a few rounds of ammunition, but were very low on basic need supplies. We both had to use up all rounds on Zeds to loot enough Drink & food for the both of us before dehydration & starvation set in. It was a very narrow, temporary victory.

During this situation, my friend got attacked by a Zed and lost a fair amount of blood. This occured twice, leaving us both with no bandages.

We made the decision to keep pressing North, in the hope of finding a larger town. Purely by luck, we managed to run into the Northeast of Zelenogorsk, where we raided a small building for basic supplies. We also see a gas station at the Northern tip of it, and decide to quickly loot for supplies there too.

However, this is where everything went wrong. My friend managed to attract two Zeds, who managed to knock him unconcious. Out of ammunition, I run into the gasstation to find an axe and a pile of bandages. This could not have been any more fortunate. I manage to kill of both Zeds, and bandage him up before he bleeds out.

However.

In the attack, he managed to break his leg. There could not have been anything worse happening in this situation - he was a first time player, so did not know the map. It was not as simple as mercy-killing him, and then finding him again. The hospitals were too far away. The only slim chance that was left was the supermarket, potentially holding a morphine injector. I decide to leave him here, with the axe for protection, and head to the supermarket. Alas, by the time I got there, it was clear a previous person looted this area, and no morphine was in existance there.

I decided to head up to him, to do the grisly deed. I did not want it to come to this, but there were no other options.

That was when the unthinkable happened. Two veterans, clad with Ghillies and geared up with Assault Weaponry, found my friend. Purely by chance, they were friendlies who didn't KOS. However, this was not known to me at the time. Fearing the worst, I ran up to him, in the hope that I could possible negotiate with these unexpected newcomers. However, one of them spots me, fires a warning shot, and yells at me to hit the dirt. I promptly do so. My axe was no match for the Rifle he was carrying.

As this happened, multiple Zombies came to attack us. The camoflagued men made short work of them, but also shot me accidentaly in the process. I was bleeding heavily.

At this point, one of them fixed my friends broken bone, and also gave him a blood transfusion. The other was trying his best to bandage me up in time, but I bled out just seconds before he was within reach.

Against all expectations, they took my friend under there wing, protected him, taught him the ways of survival. They did this for a gruelling half hour, while I was making my way to them from Chernogorsk. Once I managed to meet up again with my friend, they escorted us to the NWAF, where we were allowed to keep any and all gear. I had never hoped to get this far with a new time player. In the end, one of the men hidden in Ghillie offered us the bus we used in the last section of the journey. We gladly accepted, and parted peacfully. A friendship built on trust was made.

Alright, if you are still reading this, I'm impressed. Beans to you sir (or madam, as may be the case) :).

As you may have gathered from the story above, if it weren't for the two men clad in ghillie, it would have been the end for my friend. If they arrived one minute later, he would have been dead, killed by my own hand (which, for the record, would have been rather awkward to explain).

Rather, a tale of trust evolved. Thanks to these events, my friend is no longer skeptical of my like for Dayz. Much rather, he is hooked on this game. I honestly can't imagine a better first-time playthrough that what occured yesterday.

So anyway, this brings me to a different point.

Thank you, guys clad in Ghillie. We both owe you our lives. We will not forget what you did for us. You know who you are.

And on a similar note, do any of you have any similar experiences to share? Are there any people that rescued you in the most dier situations? Please share it with the rest of us :)

This is a topic of thanks. Who do you owe a thank-you too?

Edited May 12, 2013 by Aarnoman

[applejaxc 2500]

Me. You're welcome. ;)

[fluxley 2228]

Sounds like a pretty awesome introduction to the game,

My first DayZ experience involved me spawning into a pitch black server, faffing about on the beach for 5 minutes trying to figure out how to get the flashlight to work ans suddenly i hear footsteps come right up to me, still cant see a thing, and i get shot once breaking my leg.

Next thing i hear a car pull up, the guy gets in and they drive away. didnt last much longer after that.

[JeffDetroit 717]

Great story, glad I stuck with it.

The suspense of you knowing you are going back to

mercy kill your broken-legged friend coupled with

the relief of the ghillie rescue is exactly the kind of

surprise experience you can enjoy in this game at

any time.

I've had helicopter lifts and had folks "de-zed" me from

a bunch of zombies, I've been bloodbagged by strangers

and given food and ammo. The generosity of other

players with their time and their gear makes this DayZ

so worthwhile.

My first intro to the game didn't go well, with me proning

in a bush looking at a vehicle, and suddenly hearing a

motorbike behind me, then KaPow! Dead.

[aarnoman 13]

Hehe, yeah, it seems to be a pretty common first time experience to walk around and get shot, by the looks of things, First time I played, I managed to get myself killed by running into a one-way enterable building without a weapon. The Zeds did the rest of the work...

It seems I still haven't learnt my lesson. This happened many more times (much more so then I am proud to admit).

Thank you Fluxley & Jeff-Detroit for your stories!