Sgt. William Hill, known to friends as "Hillbilly" Born : Dec. 13th, 1974 in Greenville, Maine
He grew up in a hard working logging family, no stranger to working long days of demanding manual labor. Life wasn't all work though, he spent just as many hours in the woods hunting and fishing as he did working. William was loved by all, through out his school life. He was Captain of the varsity wrestling team and played tight end on the football team helping them to a state championship his senior year. Passing on a full scholarship to UMaine, William went to work for his dad in the woods. At the age of 20, William joined the United States Marine Corp to follow in his Grandfathers footsteps. After completing boot camp on Paris Island, South Carolina, he was stationed at Camp Pendelton , California for the remainder of his 4 year term. Being a 0313 (LAV Crewman) he was attached to 1st LAR Battalion, Charlie Company. He left the Marines a Sgt. in fall of 1999 to return home and raise his new born son Brandon. William married his high school sweetheart (Rachael) and mother to Brandon a year after his return. He started a very successful construction and development company, and in 2010 he landed a big contract with the U.S. D.O.D.. They traveled all over the country from base to base living the American Dream, but in 2015 he was presented with an opportunity to head Chernarus and bank the big bucks. Rachael wanted no part of this and gave William a choice, stay in the U.S. with her or go overseas with his company and lose his family. William and Rachael were divorced in spring of 2016. Brandon, against his mother's wishes moved to Chernarus with his father on January 11th the day after his 18th birthday. William and Brandon reignited their relationship and became very close. When the rush of infected overwhelmed the NATO base William and Brandon retreated into the hills. 3 months after their escape, on a scavenging run to Staroye, Williams nightmare began...… Screams rang out in the darkness, William's heart fluttered, as he approached the hospital, he could see the group of infected mauling his son. Brandon reaching for his father screaming in pain and fear in his eyes, William did the only thing he could.... he drew his sidearm with tears boiling in his eyes and with a single shot his life changed forever! Known by few, and loyal to less, Hillbilly stays to himself. Torn inside for what has happened and what he had to do, he balances on the edge of morale stability. A natural tough guy with a grim outlook on life, he more than not rubs people the wrong way. Seeing the infested wiped from the earth is the only thing that keeps his will to live in check.
William broken, now stalks the wilds of Chernarus dispatching infected one swing of his Axe at a time!