My name is Sean Bailey, 24 years old and male. Back in America I have a wife but no kids. I am a typical American soldier, who served in the marines for 5 years and then went on to become a private military contractor for forgien countries. I was hired as a private military contractor for the government of Chernarus. No one was aware of our presence in this location, this would turn out to be a bad thing. I was deployed with a 12 man team, one of which was my brother. We were tasked with tasked with recon on enemy forces to report enemy movement to defensive positions as tensions grew. When the bombing of the base began and the infection seemed to begin spreading I was split from the team left with only two of my men. We tried to survive in the woods but one of my soldiers began to turn, sadly I had to put him down. The other soldier with me, a Russian, stole most of my gear in the night and left without me. Without any sign of us actually being in this country there was no way anyone would come to save us from America, and I now realized that I may never see my wife or my country again. The reality is that this is my life now, a killed or be killed mentality has fallen over me as I search for my brother in this massive country, If I find him maybe we can escape. If I find him dead, I will find who killed him.