This is a retelling of a recent happening on H1Z1 which I found memorable. It's long and boring to read. I don't write reports or articles much.. so expect some boring text if you do decide to read through it.
After spawning (Or should I say, respawning. Damn "friendlies," always filling your back with shotgun pellets.), I took a look around and found myself near a gas station and some warehouses. I explored the gass tation and found a gun in one of the refrigerators. I also found two .45 ACP rounds in some filing cabinets in the back office.
I went outside and heard someone. I ran to and crouched by a wrecked sedan. I could just see him through the windows, he had no pants on and a bow. When I saw him approach, I bolted hoping to get away from the area ASAP. Fortunately, besides being scared out of his wits, he claimed to be friendly. I waved my gun at him to show I was armed and for him to back off. However, after saving me from a wolf that cornered me, I gave him my trust.
Another survivor, newly equipped, came towards us telling us he meant no harm. We awkwardly stared at each other for 2 minutes before we decided to group up and head out. I explained to them that I had a USB microphone so I couldn't communicate well due to me having to hold the microphone and the push-to-talk key to use it.
(For naming purposes, lets call the guy with no pants Tom and the newly spawned Joe)
Tom, Joe, and I found a residential area and started looking around. I found a car battery in one of the sedans in a garage. Unfortunately... I didn't have the space for it... and Tom already had a full satchel. Thankfully I found some clothes in the third house we looted and made a satchel to carry it, thinking it would be a good idea in case we found a car.
Joe and I lost Tom while we were in the 5th house up. We called out his name but with no luck. However, 2 minutes later, he came out of the fog yelling at us saying he found (Surprise, surprise) a jeep with a full tank of gas, spark plugs, headlights, turbo, and an engine.
Joe and I followed Tom (Joe somewhat thinking it was a trap of some sort) until we reached the car. We all sat in it for a minute, just talking and planning out our next move. When we had a plan, I jumped in the drivers seat and put the battery in the car. We all cheered as the engine roared to life. Joe asked if he could drive so I let him. We were all talking and chilling while Joe drove us up a hill.
While we discussed where we could set up basecamp, Joe accidentally drove us too far up and had to drive us back down. Unfortunately.. he drove too fast and we flipped over a railing by the steep edge of the hill.
Tom yelled at everyone to get out before it blew up. I told everyone to back off. We all stepped back and 2 seconds later all that was left was a car frame and fire.
It was an unfortunate loss... but it's one of those things you just remember things by. As I told Joe,
"So I found some friendly people and we explored some houses and I found a car battery and someone found a car and we let the guy named Joe drive and he flipped the car over and we nearly died in the explosion."
It was so awesome...
Sorry for such a long, pointless post. I just wanted to share a humerous story.
Submitted July 08, 2015 at 02:27PM by Gamecool_10 http://ift.tt/1dLxJI2 h1z1
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