Was born in New Jersey but moved to the London at around the age of 10 after my parents died my sister stayed in London, I've forgotten most of my family back at the states since I had no contact with them. I moved back to my homeland of USA at the age of 22 I joined the armed forces. At the age of 30 moved up to a Sergeant also made it into a Special Forces unit known as "Delta Force" I was very content with my life, when everything turned upside down I had no idea till it was to late. My squad and I were on a 2 week training exercise, we were clueless to want was happening no contact with base or the outside world. On our 2nd week of the training we were taking turns sleeping and keeping watch as per protocol, when suddenly we were attacked by a crazed person, at first we thought the man was on drugs or mentally unstable. As we investigated the mans disfigured face we were attacked again but this time by a much larger group of what I know now as "zombies" Stalins (one of my team members) shot the in the chest and the man kept coming, first thought through my mind this cant be true the movies and shows were right all along so I tested my theory and shot one in the head and that seemed to work, only 2 of us survived that night. As time went on Carlos lost a little bit of his humanity and mind. Carlos was once a good man but this new world has turned him into a man who will do whatever it takes to survive in his new life on Chernarus..