My name is Cody Billings, I was a soldier with the 10th Special Forces group. When I arrived in Chenarus I was assigned to protect a Disaster Relief Specialist named Scott, his assignment was to advise the local CDF on defending and holding Chernogorsk. I was the leader of our detail and the members of our group were myself, Connor, David, and James. Connor was a yankee from Michigan, he was a good guy with a new wife back home who was pregnant with their first born child. David was from California, he joined the Army straight out of high school, David was funny but didn't speak much about home. From what I can gather home for him was a little rough, growing up in a home with a single mom after his dad was killed in Afghanistan. James was from Montana, he was a very religious guy who was pretty uptight, we often joked about how he made it to where he was and what led to being in the army rather than something that fit his personality more. Scott was an interesting character and was strictly business, most of the guys didn't take to him very well but the first night we started talking and football came up, he was a big Alabama football fan, a conference opponent of the Arkansas razorbacks, we heckled each other for awhile and I learned a little about his background. We were both from the southeast and both loved football, and with me being the leader of his detail we spoke more than him and the others. On the first day in country, my team and I accompanied Scott at the hospital and research center in Miroslavl where we were briefed on the outbreak, the knowledge was limited but we were told symptoms of the outbreak as well as how it was transmitted. This is where we were informed that our team was selected because we are immune to airborne transmission of the virus, but physical contact from an infected person was extremely dangerous. If fluids from a infected person were transmitted into our body we would be dead. The 18th was filled with fly overs of Chenarus where Scott and other Command leaders were surveying the outbreak and surrounding areas of Chernogorsk, they had helicopters with loud speakers playing the message for survivors to safely move to chernogorsk and to avoid contact with other people, as well as symptoms and transmission of infection. This is when we discovered a horde of infected headed towards the city, the command group estimated the horde would make it to the city by day break. The 19th is when hell began, the city was attacked by the large horde, who must've been attracted by the sounds of the defense forces mobilizing and the helicopters going to and from the city. With the outbreak happening so quickly the city was only protected on its border by chain link fences with defensive structures every 1000 meters with a small skeleton crew of soldiers on look out. the command group tasked Scott with leading the retreat of the cities civilians putting our detail in the middle of everything, we led the retreat from a NATO command office in the police station. The US military and CDF ground forces were taking groups out of the city in convoy, with elderly people, women and children prioritized in the troop transport vehicles with mainly combat able men left behind to wait for the next convoy, the outer wall broke around 10 PM and the defense force had to push out of the city mainly on foot with some light armor and aerial snipers. As we moved through the city a group of infected overran the convoy and James was killed. We made it to safety in a commercial train yard station where Scott informed us command wanted us back at Miroslavl. We were forced to walk through the countryside to get there. On the 23rd we stopped at a cabin to rest, it was a small farm in the middle of the woods with a woman named Nadia and her family. Scott's radio started receiving a message from a strange source that I didn't recognize to be command. He walked into another room and closed the door, Nadia had made us our first real meal of the past 3 days so I didn't pay much attention to it, but about 15 minutes later the husband ran in yelling that a horde of infected had come, it was probably 2 dozen or so of them, as we fled David was bitten by one of the infected trying to help Nadia and requested to be shot rather than turned. By mid day on the 24th we made it to the outskirts of the Mirslavl checkpoint, it was abandoned. It wasn't long before we discovered the checkpoint was covered in infected and the port at miroslavl was shut down and abandoned. We made it to the command center where a message was playing on loop inside to evacuate and head to one of the NATO ships on the coast. We were attacked leaving the command group by infected and Connor was killed. Scott and I took off into the woods with no clear objective, and nothing left to do but survive. He told me about a week later what his real job in country was. He was working for the CIA to relay information on the outbreak to the US, he said the radio call he got on the 23rd was to inform him that an outbreak had begun in Atlanta, and that he hadn't had communication with his US contact sense.