first hand account by my buddy. its a bit of a read, but it should give you a good feel of the game:
I decided to try to make it into the city, even though the server (as I found out) is 1:1 time with the west coast.
So it wasn't bound to be sunny for literally 3-4 more hours.
Once I get into the dock area, it's so dark I can't even see myself. In 3rd or 1st person view.
But I can hear zombies, a lot of them.
So I crawled the entire length of the city on my stomach, from the left=most city entrance till that little man made submarine dock.
once I got there, I pondered the idea of logging off because nobody was finding *** all in that darkness and I was starting to get hungry.
I could refill my bottle from my point at that submarine base, I had no way of getting food.
So, this guy named "be" joins the server.
Starts asking stuff like: Is it supposed to be this dark? How do I orient myself? etc.
I'm camped up somewhere safe, so I decided to just start anwsering peoples questions, as whenever he asked something, people responded with "Yeah, I'd like to know too."
So I decided I'd share what survival tips I knew.
Like v to vault fences, and how to pick up and carry a flare.
So, I was trying to help be get oriented, and he said suddenly it seemed like there were no more trees in the direction he was going.
And you (komradDakka) know what that means: edge of the map.
That narrowed his location down to exactly 2 places, since he was by the coast.
So, while giving advice, I was slowly crawling my way around, trying not to get killed, but also trying to find some food before I starved.
In my searches, I came across a PT boat, with 85% fuel in it.
So I asked be, if you head away from the lack of trees, which side was the coast on
He said his right, which meant he was bottom left corner.
So I told him how to navigate up the coast, using the little towns as way-points.
And away I went, into the dark black of the night and sea, to go find this guy and pick him up.
Anyways, we're finally starting to get close to one-another.
So I popped on the boat lights, and drifted at sea for a bit.
Asked him to scan the horizon for green and red boat lights.
When he finally saw me, he dropped a bright red flare in the town, and I sputtered on in to grab him.
Once I got to the shore and he swam out to climb in, we headed back to Chernogorsk.
And we got just to the right of city limits (past the city) before we ran out of gas and had to hop out.
Luckily, we were in pretty shallow water so we just walked to the main land once we got out.
I tried keeping in character while playing
Talking about how my boat was the only thing keeping me alive out in this hellhole, etc.
So we decided, if we were going to survive, we had to get more gas for the boat.
So I left the boats lights on, knowing that anybody who wanted it would also have to fuel.
But we decided, holy ****. It's still dark as ***.
How are we going to do this?
Well, I had a grand total of 10 flares, and he had a couple, so we decided we'd do it convoy style.
Slow, carefully, and bright as ***.
So we took turns, one person giving cover fire, the other holding the flare and navigating through the town.
We got kind of pinned up in a little shack we had been scavenging, actually.
Zombies pouring in both doors, back to back covering fire.
We made it out alive, but I had been bitten and used my medical supplies up.
He was low on ammo, down to 2 mags, including the one in his gun.
I actually made the mistake of type "We're in luck" once I saw a burning car lighting up the area around the town hall.
Unfortunately, carrying a bright-as-*** flare into the most heavily populated undead area is not the smartest of plans, and we were quickly swarmed.
At one point, a zombie had me pinned to the ground and was biting at my chest. I thought it was all over until a fountain of blood came out of where the zombies head was and I regained conciousness.
Turns out, be had used his last bullet to save me, instead of fending off the ones near him.
So I emptied the rest of my ammo into the surrounding zombies, but as you know: gunfire = more zombies.
So they kept coming.
Eventually, our flare went out and in the dim light of the burning cars, we lost track of one-another.
Next thing I know, i'm at the town hall entryway, a thin little hallway with only one way in and out.
Zombies pouring in after me, i'm scavenging as fast as possible.
Found a military grade backpack, with a rifle in it.
But no ammo.
So as the zeds burst through the final doorway into where I was trapped.
I just kept firing into the masses of zombies, but only hearing "click... click...click..." instead of actually firing anything.
be burst into the room, to see me go down for the last time
in chat I wrote
"Hey, be...?"
"...yeah man?"
"My boat.... she's all yours..."
just before I died.
In chat some guy who I had given advice to earlier was like:
"Dude, D*****... you're pulling on my heart strings man..."
After that, be got pinned up in a store across the street and died as well. The boat probably floating out to sea or taken by bandits.
Either way, it was hella fun.
This is verbatum from a IM chat so it might not flow correctly but its a sweet story of comradery nonetheless