My name is Jack Carter I'm a 22 year old male who had lived in the US his whole life. After losing my mother, and father due to medical reasons I had decided to move to Savannah, Georgia with my grandfather at the age of 18 right out of High School. After studying in college for a bit I decided to join the police force in Atlanta, Georgia instead of getting a degree in the wake of chaos spreading through the Cherno-Russian area. As I had a gut feeling that hell would soon break loose in the US. Despite what my wise-ass grandfather had warned me of doing. He was a Veteran of the US Army and fought in Vietnam, he had enough knowledge of the dangers I would face and did not want to see me, his only grandson risk his life as well as my mind. Nevertheless I went through with it and was immediately put on the force after academy. A few weeks later after graduating I was still just a greenback that the outbreak started in Atlanta. I fought along side my brothers and sisters in arms against the outbreak and the rioting, but soon was left alone in a city that was descending into hell. I made my way through various parts of the city that I wouldn't have even dreamed that existed all the while making allies along my way only to see them die helpless no matter how hard I tried, and the faces of them he would carry for the rest of my life. Once out of Atlanta and to what I thought was safety, I made my way back to Savannah to look for my Grandfather. Only to my horror that I saw the infection had reached there as well. Eventually making my way to my grandfather's house that I saw that he had not gone quietly. There were at least 20 bodies laying around the house which was set ablaze along with burning bodies laying across the windowpanes. I thought to myself "he always said that he was going to drag everyone to hell with him when the time came" Then at Hunter Army Airfield a few blocks away that gunfire had erupted from everywhere signalling that there were soldiers still at the base trying to evacuate people, or escape themselves. I made my way towards the base where I was greeted by the MP's at a blockade in the front gate. After I had identified myself, the soldiers hurried me onto an evac helicopter heading Northbound to Fort Bragg, NC. Upon my arrival at Fort Bragg I was greeted by a forceful intrusion of soldier putting me into quarantine for several hours. Afterwards I was put into an interrogation room with someone who identified himself simply as a government agent. Once the interrogation of my survival through Georgia were answered, the Agent promptly asked me if I was interested in helping save the world. I responded with "Why the hell not? Might as well try doing something than die doing nothing. Not like I have much left to lose anyways." After this I stayed in Fort Bragg to receive a boot camp on advanced combat, and survival techniques as well as learning the Russian language. This would be fruitful in my mission as myself along with multiple other individuals were about to be sent out on a last ditch attempt to find a cure in the Russian Province. It was never made clear what all of the training was for until I was debriefed mere hours before my trip to Chernorussia. The world was falling apart yet it was discovered that 1% of the population had an immunity to the virus through a certain blood type. It was a long shot, but the world couldn't sit and wait for another chance. The people that had survived the initial outbreak were selected for this mission due to their experience. Myself, being one of them, had been selected to track down Lev Reznikov whom was a prisoner from one of the Chernorussian prisons that had supposedly managed to survive the outbreak, and with intel sent from the Chernorussian government had specified that he was a very confident candidate for creating a vaccine. So with this little bit of information in a dossier shared from the Chernorussian government, I was sent out to that region to capture Lev and bring him to the US. Upon reaching the border of Chernarus, I had called in my status report as instructed only to get an automated transmission sent back. One that would only be sent if everything collapsed. It was in that moment that I realized I was truly on my own. No backup, no updates, no human communication back to the US, nothing but a robotic tone through my radio. This left me with only few options left.
find the cure,
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