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Walker McCoy
Character information
  1. Alias
    Walker McCoy(Tex)
  2. Mental
    Stable
  3. Morale
    Good
  4. Date of birth
    1993-05-26 (26 years old)
  5. Place of birth
    Waco Texas
  6. Nationality
    United States
  7. Ethnicity
    White
  8. Languages
    English
  9. Relationship
    Madison
  10. Family
    Madison(Wife)
  11. Religion
    Christian

Description

  1. Height
    185 cm
  2. Weight
    86 kg
  3. Build
    Athletic
  4. Hair
    Short
  5. Eyes
    Blue
  6. Alignment
    Lawful Neutral
  7. Features
    I have a tattoo of a cross on my neck and on my arm is a Tattoo of the MARSOC unit i was in
  8. Equipment
    He would still be wearing his USMC pants as well as coat. He also still has his vest and helmet. The weapon he is using is an M4 that he picked up off of one of the dead Soldiers he found in cherno
  9. Occupation
    Marine Special Forces(MARSOC)
  10. Affiliation
    2nd Marine Raider Battalion
  11. Role
    Combat Medic

Background

My name is Walker and at the time of writing this it will have been exactly 699 days since the outbreak started, and my life and everyone else's changed. I guess the best place to start would be where it all began, where I was before the shit hit the fan. All of it seems to be just a distant memory now the way life was before...who I was before all of this. You see before the outbreak, I was apart of one of the finest militaries in the world I was a United States Marine... Ooh Rah! ....Semper Fi! ....and all that Jaz just parts of the past now, but not only was I a Marine I was one of the lucky few to be apart of the 2nd Raider Battalion yep I was Special Forces the ones the bad guys had nightmares about when they went to sleep. My unit they all called me Tex or Ranger back then and you guessed it because I was from Texas and my name is Walker I know how original right? But after a while, it stuck and I started to like it and I became used to it. Fast forward a couple of years to 2017 and me and my unit, as well as the 1st and 3rd Raider Battalions, are conducting training exercises on a little island called Utes. We've been here for about 2 weeks at this point conducting exercises going over Infil and Exfil plans for some little town in Chernarus not knowing why we were here in the first place. Something else that had all of us on edge was that during the second week there they removed our ability to contact anyone back home saying that " It was too big of a risk and that it could compromise the mission" what fucking mission I thought, we had been there for two weeks and nobody had told us why. Then on July 17th,we got the news, a virus had been spreading rapidly throughout Chernarus for the past week and they didn't want to tell us because they thought it would cause panic through "some of the less experienced soldiers". After that,my unit got Briefed on the situation and we had our mission secure the docks of Elektrozavodsk and hold it while helicopters extract refugees and important personnel an to shoot on sight anyone who had symptoms of the virus, little did we know there wasn't enough training we could have done to prepare us for what we had seen that night. The Infected ripped through the city like a wave and as they got closer to the docks the screams and sounds of death became even louder and as they approached the docks the Refugees became panicked and started pushing and shoving to try and make it on the last helicopter but it was too late the infected were already on us. As I watched men woman and child get torn apart by the infected I stood there just shooting into the mass not knowing whether I was killing the infected or an innocent person what does it matter they would have died anyway. And then as my unit loaded into the Heli I took one last look at my buddy Sgt.Mathews and as I reached to pull my self onto the Heli I was swept off of my feet and over the side of the dock,it was as if time slowed down at that moment and as I was falling to the water below I could see Sgt. Mathews hand still reaching out for me calling my name, Then blackness the cold dark water overwhelmed me and as I sank I thought of my loved ones the people that I would never see again my life flashing before my eyes and then it stopped and there was nothing just darkness no sound not even the cold of the water. I thought I was dead but as I awoke the next morning on the beach I realized I had been carried just a few miles down shore from the city, I could see the smoke coming from one of the buildings that had caught fire that night and decided my best bet was to try and reconnect with the Ranger Battalion that was sent to Cherno and so I headed down the coast I walked and walked not seeing soul or even an Infected and as I approached Cherno my hopes of finding the Army there died as I watched the city burning and a cargo plane crashed into the side of a building. I walked a bit further and found a checkpoint that had been abandoned they had left their field radio but with the microphone busted I was unable to call for help all I could do was listen.Our forces had bugged out and I was alone. So there you go that's how I got here,if your reading this your probably wondering what keeps me going what keeps me fighting well before everything went to shit in a handbasket my wife was a doctor working with the UN and she would have been here with the rest of the doctors so about a month ago I heard a radio transmission it was a man talking about an outpost ran by some Marines and they had a doctor from the UN whos name was Madison now it could be a coincidence but if it is her I have to get there. The radio has been silent since then but I have hope and I will not stop till I have her back.

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