Story #1: Roadside Trap

[Deathwind (DayZ) 28]

Hey guys, I have just decided to share some of my best stories in my time as a bandit. I played a hero/average joe survivor for like the first month or 2 of playing DayZ, but then I decided that I would take advantage of the lawless banditry DayZ is so well known for. Anyways, I can brag that I'm a retired but seasoned bandit, waiting to strike again in the standalone. Now, my story takes place on a very popular server. Server is almost always at its 60 person max, so there is lots of activity, to say the least.  My character had been alive for 2 real-time weeks, and it was my center of attention. I was riding with 3 other close friends and we all had racked up to at least 15-20 player kills on our still surviving bandits. We where stationed in a forest area, our base pretty low and very tight and not much space, but it stayed hidden. We fit 4 tents, a campfire, and a bike that served our needs, and we where only 340 meters from Cherno, jogging distance. But anyways, we decided one Saturday morning, to do a little robbery and hijacking. At the sound of those words, most seasoned bandits alike jump in anticipation to watch. Luckily, since me and my friends where basically stacked, we could do fun things like this, while gaining a few extra high-tier firearms and some other decent loots. Anyways, our trap started out pretty stereotypical. One of our guys was on a really high perch with his CZ50 (to this day, I have no idea why he picked the CZ50 over the available AS50's and DMR's at camp. I guess it had an original feel???...), then friend numbers two and three where stationed on each side of the road, completely hidden in bushes. Then there was me, the devious and bandit-original mastermind of the plan, standing guard with the 2 tents we had set up only 50 meters away from the road. Now let me rinse and repeat, we had some of the best guns in the game, so firepower was on our side, along with the mixture of a rather explicit surprise element under our sleeves. Getting people to come to a location is easy, especially when you are on a primary road to Cherno that is always a hotspot for road combat and chases (all so common on this server). We have cars hidden all in the perimeter of our base, so we took the most attractive and desirable vehicle in our past experiences, the Ural, and smacked that right in the left lane of the street. Then we sort of depended on the first person to come by for our puzzle piece to start the plan. That person came. Helix white truck, zooming down. Stops, takes the bait, checks the car, and his brain is so attached to the new discovery that he doesn't remember when those very un-sneaky brains cells got splattered by a hunting rifle. Well, just enough to knock the poor dude out. Friends two and three where on the case. Friend two drove the car off to the tents I was at for a loot check over, while Friend three drags the knocked out bambi next to the Ural and shoots him with a Makarov, finalizing his death, and arranging him as the finishing prop for our plane. For the next 4 hours, we ran through this method spot clean. And then the most bizarre thing. Not the most bizarre thing ever, but it was bizarre to a normal DayZ'er. Two helicopters suddenly swooshed into view, both landing in almost Olympic unison in the street. Crazy. It was a pretty tight fit. And those helicopters where tight. Tight with people. Both where full. The pilots kept the planes running (gas wasting fiends) as 4 different unique players exited the cargo, totaling eight. A couple had hero skins, some had camo, some had normal skins, a couple had bandit. One guy rushed over and did a double tap shot on the dead guy before what it seemed like signaling to the others. (Probably where on some sort of TeamSpeak or Skype). I was waiting to give the go after I saw them settle down to loot, but they didn't. They where all tense and frigid and on high alert. They started taking content from the Ural, which I had no intentions of anyone taking as it had loads of food and meds. So, finally, I decide to give the go to all three friends, sniper included, "As original bandits used to warcray... OPEN FUCKING FIRE". Boom Boom BOom BOom Boom BOom BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM. So much gunfire. Downed like 5 before they started blind firing back. Then the bizarre thing. The pilot from one of the planes bolted for the gunner seat on the other guys plane. Then the pilot of that plane lifted off, turned, and before I knew it they gunned us down. My friend sniper died in the conflict, and even though we went out on top, it was hilarious. The pilot did crash when I got his rotor, crashed intentionally (dick move but I guess fair for what we did) into the other operating plane. Upon examining, stamping, looting, and hiding the bodies, they where all from a clan called -_VA1n_- Odd name but whatever.

[Deathwind (DayZ) 28]

Wow my fingers are bent from typing that much trololol.

[Korsbaek 1778]

SPACES!

[Deathwind (DayZ) 28]

Love how you don't take the time to read it, you just point out mistakes in formatting.

[TastyBagel 45]

Nice story :). What server is this? Would be fun to try out sometime.

[Statik (DayZ) 2695]

Nice story, but it was a little hard to read with the lack of paragraphs.

[Deathwind (DayZ) 28]

Im posting my next bandit story right now. Ill use proper formatting.