Originally Posted by Lhino
I had quite the 'Only in DayZ' experience the other night. I mean, this is one of those amazing reasons why people play DayZ. It's a long story (really long), but worth a read I think.Warning: Spoiler! (Click to show)
To start things off, I had a major game of cat and mouse with an airfield bandit at the Balota Airstrip which eventually ended with a sudden and heart-stopping shot from a Mosin somewhere in the distance. A friend of mine had just recently come online and was somewhere up by the NorthWest Airfield. We made a plan to meet up near Balato, after I had attempted to get some gear and possibly a weapon after I respawned. Unfortunately I spawned on the East side of Elektro. So I ran for miles, scavenging along the way, managing to pick up a fireaxe and some basic supplies. I ended up in Elektro where I was held up on the second floor of a house pleading for my life as two heavily armed players waited downstairs. Fortunately they were friendly and let me go without stealing anything. At this stage however, I was beginning to starve as I had not found any food yet. It got worse as I searched frantically through the baron houses.
Unfortunately the place was ransacked. Almost nothing remained. I started dying and began to panic. There were even a couple shots ringing in the distance. I eventually decided to run towards the furthest firestation to see if I could find a generous survivor. To my utter relief, I did. And he was more generous than anyone I had ever met in the Standalone. He wasn't very talkative, and not particularly active as he lay face down on the ground, bleeding. I recognized him from my previous encounter. They must have gotten into some trouble. After looting a fully-loaded pistol and some cans of Tuna, I high-tailed it out of there towards the objective. That was when I ran into another survivor on the road between Cherno and Elektro. He explained that he was completely new to the game and meant me no harm, as I held a pistol to his face. After a bit of talking I decided to trust him and so took him along with me, he even joined my TS channel. Before I continue, I am kind of a noob myself. I am still getting back into the game. It was a learning process for both of us, but I at least knew the basics and was able to help him. Particularly with getting his bearings.
Later on down the road he explained that his friend, also a newbie, was coming to meet up with us. And so I had another member join what was shaping up to be a pretty decent rookie army. We decided to raid Cherno and eventually move on to Balota. This was where we all met our untimely demise as there were no weapons to be found and we got into a firefight. However this did not deter the group and we met up once again outside Elektro. It was at this time that another friend met up with us. Also pretty new to the game. Unfortunately, one of the new people I had met was having a strange glitch where he couldn't see anyone. We eventually moved into Elektro as he attempted to sort it out.
To summarise what occurred here: We regrouped at the church and drank from the pump next door. The glitchy guy still couldn't see us, but we pressed on. We struggled to find food and it was beginning to get dark. We struggled to find anything actually, until I ran into the supermarket and was held up yet again by another two majorly geared-up, rather masculine fellows. One did not have a backpack however and so they stole mine and sent me packing. A little while later the glitchy guy gave up on trying and wanted us to help him respawn. Instead we devised a crazy plan. Since he had nothing to lose, he would be our distraction. Those two bandits were not going to get away without a fight. Gunshots were heard from the church. We scoped it out and found those two bandits had just killed a fresh spawn who looked a lot like me. Motorbike helmet and all. They probably thought it was me again. It completely justified what came next.
We saw them head to the pump next door, the perfect spot for an ambush. So we sent in glitchy who ran frantically into the small area and distracted them perfectly. One even went after him to chase him down, leaving us a window to gang up on the second bandit with three fireaxes. One of my party broke off to deal with the Mosin-wielding bandit as the second one (who had a mosin, but was using a pistol) began to bleed uncontrollably. It was brutal, exhilarating, and terrifying. We got out of the situation with nary a scratch, besides poor glitchy, who had sacrificed himself so bravely. We had won a couple of canteens, a tiny bit of food, two Mosins (with a few rounds), and a pistol with enough ammo to fill a single magazine. Not to mention my beautiful green backpack, which was now torn to shreds.
A few minutes later, glitchy and another of their friends met up with us, putting us at a ridiculous amount of 5 starving survivors. Yes, at this stage, we were all starving. So the search for food began. We eventually managed to find enough to feed us all as my friend from the NorthWest Airfield joined us. He decided that we should head to Berezino. So we followed him out of Elektro and onto the coast where we proceeded to run for about 10 minutes. What follows is possibly the single most incredible experience I have ever had in DayZ thus far.
Moving along the coast, we ran into another player wielding a Mosin who appeared to be packed with gear. At the time we thought ourselves indestructible with such a massive group (but remember: only four of us had guns, three Mosins, two of which on low ammo, and myself with only a single pistol mag.) yet as we attempted to hold the player up, he shot at us, killing one of our unarmed group members. We took him down quickly. Barely a second passed for us to assess what drove him to attack when a hail of gunfire poured over us from across the railroad. The remaining unarmed player had looted the corpse for the Mosin already, but he was taken down almost instantly. So began the shootout with the Railroad Bandits. There were only two of them, but they were armed to the teeth. One had an M4 and what appeared to be an endless supply of ammo, the other was a crack-shot with a Mosin. They were also in relatively advantageous positions.
Only one of us, my NorthWest Airfield friend, was at the back and could see them. He couldn't hit them though without risking his neck. So with nothing to lose, I said I would sprint to the other side and hopefully draw their fire as I got into a better position. Unfortunately as I did so, my NorthWest friend got taken down. He had stuck his head up too soon. There were only two of us left. The other guy was one of the newbies who had already used all his ammo, save his magnum which he had scavenged earlier. I was in a beautiful position, but I had limited ammo. The Mosin guy was prone on the ground barely 10 metres from me, searching for us on the other side of the railroad. I unloaded 12 of the 15 bullets into him (he was a tough bastard) before he went down for good. The M4 bandit opened fire on me as I ducked behind a rock. I had given my comrade enough time to join up with me. He climbed onto the mountain above for a better position.
With only 3 bullets, I didn't stand much of a chance. I had to nail him in the head to succeed. Unfortunately he skulked across the railroad as I was trying to find a better position and I lost him. He was now too far away. He eventually opened up on us again, revealing his position. The guy above me attempted to take him out, but after two shots, he got plugged. Panicked, alone, and out of options I decided to run for better cover. I had to fire off my three shots in order to cover my retreat. I hid behind a group of three trees in a ditch a few metres behind me. Perfect cover for observation. He must have thought I had run off as he began looting bodies and completely gave up on me. However, during the course of the fight, every member of my group had respawned and were running frantically back to the battlefield. Unfortunately, the other two bandits had the same idea and arrived long before anyone else, giving them the chance to loot their weapons back.
All the while, as they looted, I watched their every move, clutching my axe . Eventually my NorthWest friend appeared in the distance. One of the bandits had run off in his direction to loot one of the furthest corpses. This gave my friend the perfect opportunity to 'go to town' on him with a shovel. He stole the Mosin quickly and hid in some bushes. The other two bandits ran to try and take him out. From my position I could see only one, he was directly in line with me on the other side of the tracks. He went prone and began shooting in my friend's direction, giving me a clean run. I started chopping away at him like a maniac and didn't stop until the 'loot gear' symbol popped up. Unfortunately, before I could get to cover, I heard a crack from a Mosin to my right and I was greeted with the 'Yup, you're dead' screen. However, I could still hear everything going on around me. I heard the bandit run up to his fallen comrade, probably to try and save him, a noble effort, but I gave his position to my friend and his story ended the same way.
We had won. It was pretty amazing. I was still shaking long after that fight. I ran back to try and scavenge some loot, my friends had raided what they could and cleared off. I found some good items, no weapons unfortunately, but enough to gear me up quite nicely. Before I could check everyone though, I got shot at once again by what was probably yet another returning member of the Railroad Bandits. I got out of there in a flash, only to get shot at from every direction by about six other players. Somehow the bandits had all come back with their pockets filled with ammo and enough Mosins to start a war. And they had brought friends. I eventually rejoined my group who were now kitted out with some decent gear before logging off for the night.
It was a truly amazing experience. The story of how the noob army, with only my relatively skilled NorthWest Airfield friend to lead us, had overcome the many dangers of the night and succeeded in winning the battle against the heavily-armed Railroad Bandits (with a fair amount of luck, of course). This is why I play DayZ haha. Hope you enjoyed the story!