Story Time!

[Rokor Fenix 143]

I have had my best night in DayZ in a long time!

I was killed and I respawned in Cherno on a server of about 25 people. I went to look the town and all the loot was still there! In about five minutes of playing I had a Winchester, 1911, and an Alice Pack, and enough food and medical supplies to supply a small army. So far so good right?

It got better. I was heading north and found a body. The guy (rest his soul) had a compass, map, watch and all the tools to gut and cook meat!

After that, I stocked up on 10 or so meats and cooked them. I then reached Stary/Novy. Went straight to the tents. Found them to be completely fresh and unlooted. So I grabbed an AKM with about 7 mags and an M4A1 for the road. Then looked in the grocery store, and found a ghillie suit!

As I grew weary after playing for a long period of time, I headed out to the woods to log out for the night. As I headed out, I say a light in the distance. I took out my binoculars and looked, and lo and behold, a downed heli! I waltzed up and killed about 15 zombies (I suck at sneakymode) and found an M14 AIM, 2 FALs and enough FAL ammo to supply a large army. But I didn't find any mags for my new M14, and I was sad.

But as I headed out, I spotted a deer stand, and wanting to continue my spree of luck, I looted it and found a few DMR mags for my M14!

And then I was sniped out of nowhere.

Lesson: You get really lucky, and then some dickass sniper has to ruin it. But tomorrow, I will get back on, and start again because I love this fucking game.

EDIT: I spent a few minutes looking for where to post stories and literally right after I posted this I found it.. So sorry for the post in the wrong place.