Disco LT wrote:Does anyone know if there is a key to select fire mode between semi and full auto? :/
If your going to alt tab, it's best if you either open your gear menu or go to map before you alt tab. That will prevent your weapon going off at all.
And now on a more personel note: AAAWWWWWW YEEEAAAAHHHHHH! I'm now the proud owner of a DMR with 200rnds and an M249 with 383 rnds (It'd be 400rnds if I hadn't gotten a bit carried away with a couple of Zac). It was a hellish start to my current 6 day character, but so worth hanging in for.
Day1: Woke up at late sunset on the beach and made my way to the nearest town. I'm barely 50 mtrs in when the first Zac spots me. I take off in a cloud of dust and the battle cry of nerds everywhere "I want my Muuum". 30 seconds later I look behind me (by this time I've lost count of all the things I shouldn't have done) to see a bakers dozen of Zac howling and slavering after me.
With all the nearby buildings only having 1 way in and out, I head straight for the nearby docks and rapidly come to the conclusion that this was a dumb idea.
In desperation I jump from the dock and start swimming. A short while later I make it to the opposite shore minus all my gear, but at least I lost the Justin Bieber fan club.
With half the Zac population dog paddling in the bay I start making my way back into town. I manage to find an axe in some-ones toilet and do my best not to think about why there was an axe in some-ones toilet.
A few minutes later I see movement nearby and start to pull back, when I notice this shape has a backpack. I keep watching until I'm reasonably sure he's unarmed. I'm desperate and come to a fateful decision. As I close on him my heart starts pounding, my hands begin to tremble, my eyes feel like they're going to bulge out their sockets. I'm stalking a fellow human in a world populated by the dead. I'm desperate, I'm not a bad man, I'm not . He's getting set to cross a road, I can't risk losing him or being spotted myself crossing the road behind him. It's now or never.
I rush at him with my axe held high and start hacking. He turns around at the first blow, I was right, he's unarmed. I get two more blows in before he tries to run, and makes it about 20 feet before I bring him down and finish the job. He dies without a sound.
As I search his body and backpack it becomes obvious that he must have just awoken on the beach as well, nothing but the basic kit. I feel like a ****, but I'm alive and that's what matters. I make a quick sweep of the town but find nothing of significance, no food, no weapons, nada. The axe is better than nothing but every second or third Zac gets in a hit and I leave town minus roughly 2500 blood. I head Nth.
It's full dark by the time I reach the next town. It started fairly well, bandages, ammo, knife, Makarov with 1 mag. Not much, but better than a kick in the head.
I get half way into town when things go downhill. A Zac spots me and gives chase, by the time I make it to a building there's three. The Mak is down to 4 rnds by the time I'm done. I head out the opposite door, right into the arms of a Zac attracted by the shooting. Just my luck to run into the worlds only ninja zombie. Zac gets in a hell of a blow and I start pumping out blood and bullets. Zac drops, Mak is down to 1 bullet, I'm down to 8.8k blood and dropping. Sure enough the Bieber fans have found me again. Christ, all I said was "He's an over-rated nobody".
I dash into the building across the street, in the vain hope there would be Mak ammo. One way in, one way out. ****! I drop the first with a headshot and that's it for Mak. Out comes the axe and I do the only thing I can do, I wade in. I almost make it out, almost. That last bastich Zac just had to go and break my leg.
I look through my gear and sure enough, no morphine. Still in the middle of a hostile town, empty gun, 4.8k blood, no food, broken leg, no morphine. I roll over on my back, flip the bird at the sky and tell god to go do something pornographic. It proceeds to start raining.
With nothing else to do I start crawling. 20 mins later I'm on the edge of town. 25 mins after that I'm approaching a deer stand and my first bit of good luck, an AKM and 2 mags. Then came the best bit of good luck. I make contact with another player over TS. 76, and he just happens to have a land rover. We meet, we move on. Soon we meet another player. Other player has morphine and a blood bag. Woot!
We're travelling along the coast towards Cherno, I decide I've had enough for one day. I get 76 to drop me off and I head into the trees, find a nice cumfy bush to sleep under and disconnect. The most up and down day I've ever had on DayZ.
Days 2 through 4 were fairly uneventful. Found an alice pack, found some matches, occasionally heard gunfire in the distance, saw a player get violently disassembled by half a dozen Zac. Just another day post apocalypse.
Day 5: Found a crashed chopper. Neutralised the surrounding Zac and searched the chopper. 1 DMR and 10 mags later and I'm legging it out of there before god realises somethings gone my way. Later I find a revolver and ammo to replace my Mak. I start to worry, things aren't meant to go this well. Are they?
Day 6: Another server. Barely a km from the crash site on the other server, I find another crashed chopper. I'm at full health, I have 8 steaks, 6 cans of food, 2 boxes of pain killers and several bandages, but only one morphine. I move in, neutralise the local Bieber fans and start looking around. I'm almost ready to give up, there's nothing here but some truly disturbing fan mail, when I stumble upon a dream made manifest. An M249 with 2 mags. I dump some unessential gear like food to make room for the new love of my life and trot out of there with a happy grin on my face.
I now wander the wastelands with 600rnds of pure kick arse. All I need now is some NVG and a ghillie suit and I'm going looking for God. It's coming up on pay back time.