The First Encounter
A chance meeting on DayZ became something bigger than a single session.
Before IRS had a name, it had a meeting place: the unpredictable world of DayZ. On Sunnyvale, small groups carved out their own routines, watched their supplies, and learned which voices they could trust. Somewhere between those ordinary survival runs, GlockZZ and players from another group led by Raulf crossed paths.
The conversation mattered more than the loot. Two separate groups found common ground, and the decision to play together opened a door neither side could have planned. What began as an alliance of familiar names became the foundation of a crew that would outgrow its first server.




