Being stabbed to death by Führer is not the best start.
I hope don't get me wrong Grand Theft Auto 5The online retrofit server with 300 players is too busy-GTA Online's vanilla crime sandbox can support up to 32 corpses at a time-but I soon learned that it didn't help. Later, I will repair the car deep in the throat of the crossfire in Midtown, tour the sky with the fighter jet gang, and become famous as a street doctor. But let's start from the beginning.
A few years ago, when I first discovered the GTA 5 role-playing scene, the vast majority of RP playgrounds had the same number of playgrounds, and the odd alpha server pushed up to 64 bits. Today, some FiveM servers have more than 500 players, but I learned from them that there are currently 250. -300 seems to be the best combination between an interesting and stable playable world.
For those who do n’t know, FiveM is a popular open source community mod that works independently of GTA Online, except for verifying players ’copies before release. The server I jumped in told me that 310 people reached me, and then I spawned on a small westerly beach in the southeast of the San Chianski Mountains, not far from the Senora Highway. It was dark, but I managed to navigate the cracks and crevices of the range in a diagonal burst, so as not to fall to the header when I came in. When I reached the highway, the instant messaging function in this area made me realize that a pack of characters planned to meet at the Diamond Casino venue, so I started moving south in this direction.
As I did, I noticed that chat spam via IM and VOIP is abhorrent behavior on this server. The welcome news is that since there are so many players competing for radio broadcast space, the sound in these places may be loud. Less popular is death by the dead-especially those who follow the shadow like a ninja.
The sore I was reborn and continued to travel long distances along the highway, and soon I returned to the company. I saw the headlights and thank lucky stars. I think I will hitchhike to Diamond, although I am puzzled by the speed of the driver. And the fact is that he drove a tank.
boom.
Don't shoot
this is OK.
Okay, wow literally baptism. I played on the deck for a while, letting my invaders move on and then go on the road. Unlike the vanilla GTA online version, the server does not have any AI NPCs, so there are not a lot of cars to hijack, so the trip from the beginning was a little difficult because I was forced to hike. When I finally entered the casino, the team I sought had begun to move forward, but I quickly had a conversation with Craig, the car mechanic role player.
He sang the virtue of trading, and I was sold on the spot-mainly because the signing meant that I became free from bullets, but lost the ability to carry weapons. Considering my two sad exchanges before, I decided that the advantages of the former outweigh the disadvantages of the latter. Craig took his truck to the garage, and I wore brand new uniforms and greasy work clothes waiting to be dressed. Someone told me that approaching the driver ’s side of the damaged vehicle and pressing “/ Repair” in the dialog box allows me to engage in company business. Based on the damage suffered, I can immediately get a minimum of $ 20 from anyone from the owner Compensation, I am working hard. Sounds simple, I really want to go.
"Before takeoff," Craig said. "Check your map and pay attention to hot spots. Those are active bank robberies. You will find that many cars and people who are rushing away need to escape quickly."
This is all I need to know. I ran out of money before paying the first payment, so I borrowed a scooter from the garage and drove to Maze Bank Tower in Pillbox Hill. When I arrived, the situation was chaotic, with the long sticks of automatic rifle swings and the exchange of copper handled by the shotgun from the sidewalk to the internal safe. The car was flying around, and the gunshots echoed through the Alta Avenue passage. Obviously, I had finished the work for me.
I started to work hard.
success! I fixed another problem because a police officer hit a circle in the chest and fell to the ground. I fixed another problem because the Riato pickup truck drove up the hill at high speed, hit the wall, and exploded into a flame. My chin.
But I am very professional. I did not complain, but repaired another. The player yelled at the headset. The world collapses around us. I repaired another, another one.
I was so fascinated by my work that I stopped the police from hunting down the robbers. He worked hard to repair the engine, the tires burned rubber on the asphalt, but when I fumbled under the hood, he couldn't move. The boy in blue was unhappy with my thorough hands-on approach. They told me without hesitation.
I ’m not a hero, but I think I ’m doing well! However, to avoid going to jail, I fled the scene and went straight to Legion Square, which is a centralized de facto meeting point among all other FiveM servers I have played before.
Keep high
To my delight, the same is true here. The legion was full of cosplayers, and I was quickly summoned by a tattooed guy who introduced himself as the proud leader of Hugh, Hughes ("Mile Hugh Club"), this is a jet Fighter pilots, they are active outside Los Santos International Airport. He found my work clothes and told me that he can use my service in LSIA. I forced, unconsciously, to do my thing on the tarmac in the South Runway Hangar.
When I thanked their Mammoth Avengers for a ride as a thank you, I would n’t think twice, and the many close friends that Hugh marked in the sky surprised me. Once, we bypassed the labyrinth headquarters, and I noticed that bank raids were still in full swing. I thought I was lucky and got the explosive patrol car entry officer. Not now, see you next Tuesday, do you?
In this 300-person server, my last time is a bit strange. On the way back to Legion Square, I met another group-a motorcycle gang who claimed to specialize in "medical supplies". This obviously means weeds, as if their tattoos and obsession with The Blue Ark radio station playlists are not free.
I sorted out some of their bikes and they dumped me a few times. I like their money very much. After agreeing to make a fortune, I agreed to infiltrate the "private warehouse" of the enemy faction in the center of Los Santos. When I set out to create in a "killer" style, I switched the preset profile from a mechanic to a doctor, and I was delighted that there was no one in this place, but it was absolutely full of plants, growing lights, irrigation And hydroponic equipment.
I tried some products. a little bit. Then a little more, and suddenly I was confused by my mind and couldn't remember where the door was. I bounced on the wall for a while (minutes, hours, days, who knows), and then passed out.
I woke up again during the day. I was wearing my boxing shorts naked behind the police car in front of Mission Row police headquarters. I don't know how long I stayed, or how long I can ride to ride my rider and put it behind my head.
At the same time, I continued to drive. I kept driving until the ground fell. Some cases are incorrect, but I am not sure if the Alpha server I am playing with is damaged or if the weed hits me more than I originally thought.
Either way, I can see from this 300-player game Grand Theft Auto Online. Los Santos' fear and disgust. Then I dare to venture into the more than 500 temperament rooms of FiveM? Only I can do this alive.
