My name is Dante Stryker, a military veteran who recently was honorably discharged from the US Army. After I got out I moved back home with my brother Colby who has been working out of our home town. When news spread that I was a civilian again our buddy Blake, who was traveling abroad for studies, reached out and wanted to plan a trip. Seeing as i had some money saved up I decided to get plane tickets for me and Colby to go visit him in Chernogorsk. Everything was going smooth, the packing, the ride to the airport and everything. That is... until we got word when we were starting our decent that the local military base was declaring martial law and we could not land. Only other thing I remember is hearing the sound of an anti-air gun shooting at our plane and us heading to the ground. Me and colby woke up still strapped to our seats near some air field north of Chernogorsk a couple days later, not knowing where we were, what day it was or the time. Me and my brother have to find Blake, and from what I have seen so far, there are a lot of dead bodies around and some seem to be moving.