《WARZONE: Modern Warfare in a Fantasy World [OLD]》Chapter 2 - Loading Warzone
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"Urgh..." Connor grunted.
Just as before, a bright white light enshrouded him and he found himself in somewhere else.
'I really need to get used to this.' Connor thought. Connor was teleported to some kind of a forest. He looked around him but was unable to find anyone, just the sounds of birds chirping.
'Am I the first player or something? Wait, where is the faction selection screen anyway?'
'Character' Connor said in his mind, this was the command female voice taught in the instructions video he watched previously.
Name: Connor Ironheart
Rank: Private
Faction: NULL
Available Commands: Equipment, Recruitment, Vehicle Hangar, Inventory
'Faction... NULL? What the hell? It didn't even give me an option to select it!'
'Hold on a second, I didn't even had the chance to make my character yet...' Connor looked down and checked his body, it was slim, average type of male human body. 'Wait a minute, the game directly copied my appearance? What, why? According to developers, we should be able to create our own bodies.' Connor thought.
Connor wondered and said 'Menu' in his mind this was another option that was supposed to bring system menu which includes a feature to call Game Masters that work for the company and has administrative access to the game. This way players who are stuck in certain situations can ask the help of GMs to handle their issues. But nothing happened.
"Menu" Connor shouted the word this time. But the same thing happened just as before, nothing showed up in front of him. He tried out other similar sounding commands but still, he wasn't able to see the System Menu.
Connor was surprised. 'What the fuck? Why can't I bring the system menu?'
One by one, Connor checked if other commands such as Chat, Guilds, Faction Screen pretty much any feature that was advertised before after thinking of a few options he checked the final option.
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'Inventory' Connor thought.
A blue screen with slots opened in front of him. 'Guess another feature is working as it should.' Connor said to himself. Inventory seemed to be functional. There was only one item in his inventory.
Private Supply Drop x 1 - Grants the player faction specific starting equipment.
Connor mentally clicked on the Supply Drop chest, a few moments later the chest disappeared and revealed a few items. One by one, Connor checked the item details.
M4 Rifle - Standard Issue Rifle, a must have for a private! Ammunition can be obtained from Equipment screen. 30 rounds per magazine.
M9 Pistol - Standard Issue Pistol, small and easy to carry. 15 rounds per magazine.
'Private' Standard Battle Gear - Provides the standard amount of protection. Has a camouflage system that will adapt to your surroundings to help you blend in. Battle Helmet will show you information when needed.
Medpack x 5 - For curing heavy injuries, after the usage of Medpack your body will recover from most major injuries immediately.
Recovery Syringe x 25 - For curing light injuries, such as small bullet wounds, knife wounds. After injecting, your body will slowly recover. Recovery Syringe will not heal major injuries.
Connor quickly equipped the battle gear and weapons, suddenly his clothes changed. Battle gear looked just like a standard military gear. A standard vest, pants, shirt, everything. He quickly glanced over his body and made sure everything is in place.
'Pistol... holster... magazine... check.'
'Rifle... sling... magazine... check.'
'Vest... check.'
'All check, ready to roll.' he happily said in his mind. Only to be refuted by himself. 'Ready to roll... where?' once again, he checked all the options. It seemed like every command that is not available on his character screen was disabled, he wasn't able to bring them to his sight. He started checking the commands that were written on his character screen.
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'Equipment' Connor said. A shop-like menu opened, Connor quickly looked through the shop only to find almost everything required a higher rank. It appeared so that there is no currency, but what he needed was rank. The only items he could order as a Private was the same items he got from the supply drop with some extras such as ammunition, miscellaneous goods, MREs (Meal Ready to Eat) etc. 'Well... expected that much, I guess, how do I raise my rank though...'
'Recruitment' as soon as Connor said the command in his mind, he saw a screen that was very similar to him... This was basically an army recruitment screen you can find in any strategy game! There were a lot of options from a standard Rifleman to a whole Forward Operating Base. On top right of the screen Connor saw a number.
Recruitment Quota: 0/0 - As a Private, you are unable to recruit any units or bases under your command.
'I seriously need to get my rank up...' Connor thought.
Afterwards, he checked the final option. Vehicle Hangar, however, he was met with a screen that was almost identical to equipment, just vehicles instead of weapons and all sorts of necessities. He thought about closing the screen and it did.
As soon as the screen was closed, he heard a sound in the distance. Which he quickly reacted by aiming his rifle in the direction of the sound. Through tall grasses of the forest, a wolf suddenly jumped to the area Connor was standing, looked at Connor and growled.
'Seriously? A wolf against M4?' he quickly aimed at the wolf and pulled the trigger which resulted in a loud bang.
With wailing sounds echoing in the forest, the wolf suddenly dropped on the floor. A very small notification screen popped up in front of Connor's vision.
You have successfully eliminated the enemy. You have gained 5 reputation points.
'Oh, so this is how ranking works. Reputation Points... why they didn't call it Experience Points though...' Connor smiled inwardly. After the notification, Connor checked his character screen once again to see a new section called Reputation Points being added. However, it wasn't in a way that Connor was expecting.
Name: Connor Ironheart
Rank: Private
Reputation Points: 5
Faction: NULL
Available Commands: Equipment, Recruitment, Vehicle Hangar, Inventory
According to the screen, he had 5 reputation points. Which was what he expected. 'How much do I need to rank up though? Why I am not able to see that?' Connor sighed.
'First things first, I think I should get out of this forest and find other players. I can't deal with the wolves all day long.' Connor slung his rifle on his shoulder and started walking through the forest.
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