bumping cause i dont hate people anymore
here's a nice story for you peoples:
my friend oompaloompa and i (john) were meeting up by the barn south of bor after gathering bagfuls of loot off of zombies. we headed north to the zelenogorsk store and got a map, tons of cans of food, soda, etc. zombies heard us inside the store (i guess i accidentally ran too much inside) and they swarmed us. we had a nice dawn of the dead-esque fight, then left.
*crack*, bullets fly over our heads, so we take cover. i look behind us, and about 300 meters away, i see a figure. i tell him to run, so we zigzag our way to a wall and take cover, then go through a hole and run to the forest west of zeleno. we get inside the forest grasses, go prone, and start looking for him (oompa with binoculars, me with a winchester). lo and behold, he comes jogging out of the forest to look for us, directly from our left, and
crouches in the middle of an open field. i take 2 shots, my friend fires his ak, and he goes down. turns out, he had a lee enfield, tons of food, and a spare bandage. we went back into said forest and disconnected, since he had to leave. in other words
my faith has been restored. this is badass.
by the way, TX17 SteamGamers server if you want to get killed by our group
map for you people
