[Necropost,. but with contributing information so 'skul ;3]
Played again recently, two stories stick out
On one life, I'd manage to get myself an AK from a deers nest, after travelling north I suddenly see two survivors hot-tailing it across a field away from zombies, I presumed since they weren't defending themselves they'd run dry on ammo. Taking this as an opportunity to get food/drink/meds, I followed alongside (at about 400m distance) in the forest so that they wouldn't see me.
So they lose the zombies, enter a barn. I circle it and try to silently enter > Odd i think, no ones moving around and theres no one on the bottom level. So i slowly move up the stairs, turn my head - to see the barrel of a makarov pistol aimed at my head. The little bastards had known i was tailing them and set up a trap. (I got a few bullets into his shoulder before he ended my life) .
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The most reason exploration that is still underway - i've teamed up with
Shinyshark , we were running low on food/drink respectively, coming towards the edge of this forest we'd travelled through. I had a shotgun, he had a fireaxe. Suddenly the conversation goes something like this >
Malcovent: "Why's that zombie attacking the long-grass?"
Malcovent: "Oh shit, its a human. theres a survivor there"
Shinyshark: "What, where."
Malcovent: "Drop drop, get down quick"
Shinyshark: "Oh shit there is, do we kill him"
-Survivor closes in"
-I lean up and take three potshots at him, missing"
Shinyshark: "Are you firing at him or the zombies"
Malcovent: "Him"
Shinyshark: "I'll go get him with my axe"
-Malcovent swivvels and fires a single shot, clipping the mans side-
-The man falls down unconscious-
-Shinyshark walks over-
Shinyshark: "He's still alive"
-Shinyshark proceeds to beat his head in with an axe-
and thats the story of how we became banditos :D
