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So today I just respawned from a sniper up at an airfield, it was in Elektro, I almost instantly heard shots from a Lee Enfield. Thinking whomever was shooting the shots was a fool, because that would attract every zombie around, I quickly look through nearby buildings, because I was defenseless against this trigger happy man with a rifle. I quickly found a revolver and a Lee Enfield. Crossing the street I entered the Supermarket, but little was there. The entire time shots continued to ring out, it sounded quite close. Then suddenly in the chat, one simple word from a player named John, "help".

Becoming very surprised at this, I started to actually search for the man, having a softspot for people in need, I walk a short ways before seeing a dozen zombies run into a Pub. So I run in, quickly saying "I'm here to help" so this man wouldn't shoot me. I was taking a risk, with almost every player being trigger happy. I quickly kill every zombie near me with the revolver, being finding John in a backroom, zombie corpses everywhere, with more live ones on the way. Without a word we stand in the room, firing over and over again at the horde, before there was a break in the flow of zombies. "To the store!" He says and so we sprint across the street and into the supermarket. There it seems the zombies lost us, or most.

I did not plan to stay with this friendly person, as my friend was waiting for me up North with my UAZ, I quickly told him goodbye, before the zombies arrived. He thanked me for the help and I considered taking him along, but my friends urgent words kept me from the suggestion. I turned and bolted out the door, smiling about this stranger who actually thanked me.

P.S. This was on US 898, if you're John.

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