![]() |
| It's a beautiful morning |
Showing posts with label Zombies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Zombies. Show all posts
08/05/2012
Dayz Survival Guide
06/05/2012
A Few Days with Dayz
There was someone in front of me. I crept through a small village devoid of life. Zombies should have been patrolling the streets and surrounding countryside. The houses were barren. The only items I came across were empty cans of food, empty water bottles, and empty magazines. The dead zombies scattered throughout the town and barren houses meant someone else had likely already passed through. I was following in his wake. I crouched out of sight behind a shed to check my map. I needed to figure out where to go next.
A large settlement lay 2 kilometers to the northeast -
Zelenogorsk. Hopefully I could find some food, water, and most importantly,
ammunition there. My unseen companion had
likely already been, I just hoped there would be something left over
for me.
I checked one more house on the outskirts of town before
heading north. Luckily this one had not been ransacked yet. I retrieved a new
pistol and scoped hunting rifle. Feeling more confident I started across the
field.
Not two minutes outside of town I saw some movement in the adjacent
field, about half a kilometer away. It was him, the man I had been following.
Had he seen me? I clumsily removed the hunting rifle from my back, peering
through the scope to try and get a glimpse of him. He was moving north-east at a jog, the smock wrapped around his face told me immediately he was a
bandit. I dropped to the ground and brought my rifle up, poised to fire. He had
disappeared. I frantically scanned the field to try and catch sight of him, but it
was too late. By the time my scope passed over him laying prone in the field,
he had already lined up his shot. The last thing I saw was a puff of smoke
rising from his barrel. The crack of the shot came a few seconds later.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)

