This is just a microcosm of the stories to tell about Battlestate Games’ online survival FPS Escape From Tarkov. Aiming my rifle, I took a shot, the bullet’s echo so deafening that I could barely hear the Scav yelling Russian expletives at me. As I made my way to the extraction zone after wading through the remnants of a Swedish furniture store - a venture which had cost me most of my ammunition and the use of my left leg - I spotted a figure scrounging for supplies 300 metres away. Tarkov Interchange, Norvinsk Economic Zone, 1500 hours.
