Maksim Mikhailovich Rukov was born on 12 January 1966 in Sverdlovsk. His parents, Mikhail Stepanovich Rukov and Svetlava Shailova, were killed on 23 May 1983 during an Afghan terrorist attack in Dushanbe (in the Tajik SSR) where his father was on active duty. Rukov graduated from the Special Faculty of Ryazan Lenin Komsomol Higher Airborne Command School in June 1988. He then joined the Spetsnaz and was named Commander of the 3rd Parachute platoon, 1st Okhotniki batallion, Siberian Military District. In August 1991, he was promoted to Captain and was transferred to Department P working for the KGB. As well as Russian, he is fluent in English, Norwegian, Arabic and Spanish. His military commanders describe him as an excellent officer, but with a tendency to personal initiative which can border on insubordination.
After the fall of the USSR in December 1991 he continued to work as a captain for the Federal Security Service of the Russian Federation (FSB) where he worked as a secret agent in different places in Russia until 2017. During the uprising in April 2017, Rukov left for a classified mission to South Zagoria to track down information and anti-Russian rebels and back up the Russian influence in Chernarus. After the martial law came in place, I had to go into hideout or I would be exposed as an FSB agent, and then my future would be uncertain, I talked to a few informants of the happenings and the dissapearance of most of the residents of Kamensk was not to my knowledge.
During the first week I got all sorts of information in on my radio at my hideout, I had many questions I wasn't allowed to ask, and many questions I was allowed to ask, but the answers are top secret and won't be written here. I spent most of my time the next weeks listening to the radio, reading books, and hunting animals in the woods as that was currently the only type of food I could encounter during the martial law. After the storm on the 24th, I heard on the radio that Russia had enforced a no-fly zone over South Zagoria when the electricity in my camp dissapeared, it was all I heard on the radio and now I knew I had no chance of getting help or rescue back to Russia. It was time for me to leave my camp to find my way back to Russia or Russian officials on my own.