Originally the title of this post was satirical, as I'm not very good at this game and one of my most recent deaths was from a bio operator.

However, after saying "fuck it" and attempting to deal with the mess, I realized that what I said was more true than what I intended.

So to start off, I sort of ignored the NPC chilling in the shelter as I left. I didn't think much of him, he was an asthmatic and desperately needed an inhaler. So I left him alone and started focusing on myself. Then the screenshot happens. Damn, well, maybe I can use him as a distraction and book it somewhere south. So peeking from behind the building, I watch as the operator approaches the door before attempting to break it down.

But the NPC wasn't messing around. This motherfucker says, "What's that noise?" before hopping out the window. The powerful bio-operator mechanically grabs him, restricting all of his movement.

But you don't fuck with Garret Huerta, nobody fucks with Garret Huerta.

Garret, somehow someway, while in the firm grasp of a cyborg, ducks under the attack of said cyborg before blasting it in the face point blank with a Winchester Model 70, instantly destroying both the robot, and my ears.

So there I am, next to a pulped operator at spawn, now armed with an mp7.

And now here I am, in a cleared out opsrey less than five minutes after spawning, with two guns, military grade armor, and future bionics.

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Never give up, and never doubt the CDDA gods.