Aw man.
Infected, Static & Wander Spawns, Classic Zombies. No super-powerful equipment, either (energy weapons, power armor, survivor armor, etc).
Begin in a Military surplus store. Search the place and grab everything that I can. No first aid kits to treat my infection, unfortunately. Snagged a MOLLE pack, survival knife, some water, mess tin, and Under the Hood (as notable items). Avoided zombies as I ran into a house across the street–breaking through the windows. Blessed Odin be his name, in a single room I found both a sewing kit and soldering iron. On the other side of the house, I could see a dive watch.
As I decide how and where I am going to retreat to, I decide that my best chance for survival would be to hope for a first aid kit or antibiotics in a mansion 10-15 tiles SW of my spawn. As I get ready to rush out of the house, I noticed that the truck I ran by is a SWAT Truck, and boy could I use me some SWAT armor. The truck is surrounded by zombies, and I dive in through the driver side door and hop into the back. I find some 00 shot, SWAT armor, a beautiful combat knife, a Kevlar vest, and those First Aid Kits that I was looking for. The truck is absolutely surrounded and my pain level is at least at 40 or so. I know that I’m going to die. I open up the side door, and sure enough a bunch of Shade Zombies are there to greet and eat me. I just tap the up button, expecting to finally see my tombstone. My pain level shoots to 90, both of my arms have bite wounds. Yet, I manage to kill one of them. I sprint and try to run away, but the pain is too much, and I can’t outrun them. Thankfully, I see a bicycle. I hop on that, and pedal as hard as I can (like 5mph, but still faster than if I was running). I use the FAK while I am on the bike and manage to escape the zombies.
So, now I’m out of the city, freezing to death and in complete agony. It is snowing, and I’m like to get frostbite if I just stand around. So, I venture over to the nearby forest and ignite a heavy stick. To pass the time, I begin reading a book that I snagged from the house.
Of course, a Cougar comes to harass me. If he manages to swipe me in the head, I’m a goner. I try to run around and keep the fire in between us. Thankfully, it loses interest. I grab the stick and retreat to a location further out where he will be less like to harass me–putting me closer to the mansion.
I light a fire again, and shortly it begins raining. I’ve been camping out in a broken down electric car (no storage batteries). I’ve been reading and fighting off single zombies as they come to my passenger side doors. It’s 6:30pm, so it’ll be dark soon. Hopefully, I won’t be mauled to death while I sleep (there is a quarter panel missing).
This, by far, has been one of the most interesting plays that I have had yet.
