To my saviour in US 257

[vanchrian 2]

About 9 hours ago, Elecktro, Server US 257. A short while after the hacker killed off a bunch of people, causing the server pop to fall.

I was hold up in the tower of the fire-station, I had just emptied an entire DMR mag into the torso of a bandit, drawing every single zombie in the area to me. I was badly injured and I had only a single mag for a Revolver looted from my would-be killer. There was no way I was going to make it out through the horde.

And then I heard what sounded like DMR shots coming from the direction of the school. I'm not sure why you fired, but you drew the horde away from me, and I was able to sneak out of the city a short while later.

I just wanted you to know that you saved my life. You have my beans for that.

Edited August 3, 2012 by vanchrian

[shreddedrocks 42]

I thought i killed you in that firestation m8

Edited August 3, 2012 by shreddedrocks

[vanchrian 2]

I thought i killed you in that firestation m8

If you were the bandit named 'Monk', then sorry, but you didn't. You wounded me, but you took a whole mag's worth of DMR rounds into your torso when you came up after me in the tower before you could finish me off.

I thought I was still going to die to the zombie horde though, at least until someone else's rifle shots drew them away.

[shreddedrocks 42]

you mad? ^

[thehumandove 344]

I lol'd

[vanchrian 2]

you mad? ^

Lol, no. It was a really good rush. You were the first bandit encounter I've survived, and also my first player kill =P

[ixtilion 39]

you mad? ^

You fail at trolling, seriously 1/10

[Tenderness 30]

You'r 'savior' were most likely shooting at you.

[vanchrian 2]

You'r 'savior' were most likely shooting at you.

Unlikely. The shots sounded close enought that they most likely came from around the school, but the school area isn't clearly visible from the inside of that fire station tower.

Also I was cowering in fear in a corner that obscures me from that general direction at the time.

Aaaand I didn't hear any bullet impacts or shots whizz by.

I don't know who, or what, he was shooting at, but it wasn't at me.