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Michael Vatutin Zhukov was born in Moscow, Russia - 1989. At a very young age he showed signs of a troubled child, constantly getting into trouble - especially the sort children should not get into, he was a part of a local crime organization, he helped them with various illegal jobs, especially the ones no one would accuse a child of, such as a messenger boy who would deliver very sensitive information, since he ran from person to person, using him made sure that less people knew what was going on, it made persecution harder for the authorities, the twenty first century proved to be very difficult for organized crime groups, it marked the end of the golden age for syndicates and various Italian mafias, thus the bosses threw the smaller fish under the bus to save themselves, Michael wasn’t very invested in any sort of organization, so he quickly disassociated himself from everyone who engaged in crime, he turned to education and after many charges, there was simply no evidence to convict him. After finishing high-school he joined the Moskovskaya Mezhdunarodnaya Vysshaya Shkola Biznesa (Business University) after a year of studying he was thrown out for unruly behavior. He used the practices he learned for his own benefit, he also met like-minded people who he befriended. Michael didn’t want a proper job, he wanted a thrill and the constant adrenaline. Although breaking & entering, car-jacking, hacking, burglary was a means to get by, he did it not because he had no other choice, but because he wanted to, he felt alive, always on the edge edge. Together with his friends, Michael formed their own small organization, they called themselves the Novgorod Rebyata, they majored in the art of fencing stolen goods, from cars to small electronics, there was nothing the rebyata couldn’t sell.
After a few very successful years, the Muscovite crime syndicate took notice and decided to integrate their enterprise into their fold. Michael didn’t want anyone overlooking him from above, but he realized it as an opportunity and refusal would mean potential competition that doesn't play by the rules and spares no expenses while doing so, he quickly because one of the top dogs of the entire organization. His ambitions weren’t unnoticed by his peers and while the bosses were happy with the constant profit flow, a few saw that he can come out on top of the syndicate, they devised a plan to send him off to Chernarus where his ambitions would be stomped, they’ve set up numerous lucrative businesses throughout the years and decided to propose to the bosses that they make a transfer. After much convincing, they agreed to send him to Chernarus.
Upon arrival Michaels fears were true - they sent him there to get rid of him.
After multiple attempts at setting up a country-wide drug ring, he started to notice that he's able to very easily get away with most crimes, that while it's impossible to accomplish anything in this post-Soviet wasteland, there's also a massive power vacuum, so instead of wasting his time with these degenerates he's been assigned to he took up more lucrative prospects when he came into contact with a few Irishmen...
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