As a child Vincent never got to stay in one place for very long, with his father in and out of prison and his mother moving him to get away from his deadbeat dad. He grew up mostly in the city, he and his mom would of preferred the country; so they did a lot of camping. When he graduated high-school he wanted to go to college, to avoid becoming anything like his father; but he and his mom couldn't afford it, so he enrolled at the RMC (Royal Military College) allowing him to attend school and get paid doing so, only also having to serve his country so RMC enlisted him into the air force, he quite enjoyed it and decided to stay...
AFTER THE OUTBREAK:
as a Canadian Air-force Pilot, I had been asked by a team of researchers to fly them to Chernarus on June 16th (only a month before the no-fly law was instated); so that they might find what is needed to end this virus. After a rough landing (from low fuel) in the nearest Air field --which we soon found out was the Balota airfield-- a horde of Z's were attracted to the sound causing us to flee the field, the researchers headed in search of the site of origin and I told them that I'll find a way to get the plane fixed and find some fuel to get it running; as a Pilot, not a mechanic to fix the plane or a ground soldier to kill the Z's my job was looking a little difficult on my own.
I left the airfield, in hopes to find a survivor (if there is any) or a few to help with my little dilemma, Just hope no one steals my plane; and so i headed east first as I saw from the air that there were some larger cities in that direction and also the ocean is that way making yourself more visible from air and more likely for rescue, I figured that there would be where most if any survivors would be. If the cities are uninhabitable, i believe that they would make shelter just in range to collect supplies when needed. Next would be heading north up the east coast for the same reasons just in search of all those cities to find anybody who can help.