Because this happens less and less and I had just joined another player commenting and suggesting to add some excitement and make the game harder.

This is on a server that encourage player co-operation. The Admin was listening

The Admin launched an event on us. HE told us that they would spawn - god knows what, who knows on us as a group and we had to fight them off. We had to build a base, arm ourselves and survive. The event WAS TO GO ON FOR 2 hours.

There was the offer of in-game cash but it was pride on the line that drove us forward.

Just before the event started zombies has been spawned in at the exotic trader.

We thought that got out of hand.....

But after we killed the bastards he gave us 30mins to kit up, buy ammo, supplies and build a base. Well we knew we were in trouble.. Ammo was the order of the day.

Our base was rudimentary at best, 4 walls, a roof, stairs with a parameter fence.

Then zombies spawned in followed by crabs, jumping biting little fuckers. Bears were nest then polar bears followed by wolves and more crabs. AI soldiers spawned in. From a distance. We kiilled them with wanton disregard, organised ourselves into groups and rain fire on them. Then the rain come down, from the heavens, first as water then as zombies and all manner of foul beast. Like dandruff from the unkempt it fell. He let them pour as a child pours candle wax on cache of caterpillars.

But we fought back.

Healed our team mates

Showed our defiance and shouted for more. We were indominable.

In the carnage I took I had learned, forgot myself, drank my scotch, skinned the bears, and howled at the sky.

I ripped off my helmet and donned a severed bear head, I was animal incarnate and my teammates were death.

We hunted and we exterminated at will....

The slaughter was EPIC