I'll go ahead and save you some time and make this story short and sweet for you, let's be real. You've heard this story a thousand times over, and over again. I was a good child, just grew up around bad things... During my teenage years you can say I was more of a, "delinquent" so to speak, stealing cars in the middle of the night and selling them to this mob like gang in Volgograd, got good money in it and at a young age of 16, it fed my cocaine addiction but I didn't even use it. I just let snow bunny whores snort it so they'd get on my dick. Oh, and did I mention my dad wasn't around? Yeah I know what you're thinking about... basic ass story. But! eventually the Russian mob / gang I would sell stolen cars to let me get on the ground floor of their human trafficking and drug trade. Like literally, I was on the ground floor armed with a pistol protecting and acting as if I was a security guard for them. Life was going good, I was making "mad stacks" and slowly but surely they let me get more involved, letting me fly down with them and be present the major drug trade with the Nigerians. They were pretty fucking cool, selling us dirt cheap Heroin of high quality. And almost every night I would fuck one of our whores and drink heavily into the night. All was going good until they needed us to make a new business decision in 2013, I was 20 years old. They sent me and some other high ranking people to Chernarus, apparently there was tons, upon tons, of cocaine, heroin, weed, and pills. The deal seemed to good to be true.. It was, when we landed at the Krasnostav airport we went to the deal south of Novoooo..... something, I don't fucking know. We pull up in the field and they were already there, I was sitting there armed with an AK-47 with some new guys and higher up guys. I was on edge the whole fucking time but it only lasted for a minute, come god damn cop cars pulled up. All hell broke loose... It was around 20 of us against 20 cars which let out 40 police and on top of that the 10 men we undercover and drew on us. I was fucking shaking pissing my pant's hoping my bulletproof vest works, and I was the first one to fire. I fired one burst of fire at a cop then I the first shot was a headshot. Everyone started shooting, I continue to spray after wasting that cop then I felt a sharp pain in the shoulder. I fall to the ground unconscious. Hours later I wake up in the hospital cuffed to a bed. It made me wonder why the hell they didn't kill me... Oh damn.. I forgot I said I was going to make this story short and sweet. Um, I was serving my fourth year of life sentence in prison in Chernarus. I hated every day of it... When the end of the world came we needed to break out of prison, we got 1 meal a day. Outside world going to shit. Tensions were high. Guard we're more asshole then usual, beating people to death over nothing. I decided that shit was enough, in the courtyard I talked to everyone that was housed on the second floor, time to escape. "Alright motherfuckers, shits bad... Let's not die, its fucking simple. Everyone on the second floor needs to come to the corner, and if you pussy out and snitch, i'll fucking kill you.." Like I suspected everyone came over, I asked everyone if they had any chance to steal some get keys from the guards. luckily Alexander stepped up and said he had job in utility I told him to snatch the fuckers keys when his shift was over. He pick pocketed the keys off the cop. 5 minutes before lock down for the night hyped as a motherfucker discussing when at night we unlock the doors and escape, and out of nowhere the intercom comes on and someone yelling, "GET IN YOUR CELLS, SOMEONE STOLE THE KEYS OFF A GUARD, WE AREN'T LETTING UP UNTIL WE GET THEM!" Everyone stares wide eyed as hell at Alex. He rushed back to his cell with everyone panicking. Around the corner several guards came by shake downing the cells, we were worried shit-less if Alex would get caught. We couldn't see if they found anything or not, just when they came to the rooms. But they throw out shit on the ground and they get to the next cell, Alex is two cells down. 30 minutes pass and they don't say a word. They lock the cell doors and shut the lights turn off. Depressingly as fuck I laid down in the bunk and wondered.. "What now?" I assumed we were going to die in there. 2 o'clock comes around. And all the sudden, I hear a key turn in the cell, me and my bunk mate sit up so fast with adrenaline pumping through my veins. Its Alex, with a shit eating grin on my face, I busted out laughing. He ssh's at me to be quiet, we continue to unlock cells and while we pile up in the halls of the second floor we tell everyone to grab their sheets, Alex leading the pack. He unlocked the door to the catwalk, a guard was doing patrol. We smothered that fucker with our sheets, I was right behind Alex and everyone piled their sheets on the barb wired and we climb over with ease. I started hauling ass for a zodiac boat. Dumbass guards left the keys on it, can you believe that shit? Anyways... Only me and Alex left on that boat while the other's swam. For the next 2 minutes we drove across the water watching police lights light up at the prison. But by then we made it to shore. 20 minutes running inland hearing gunshot sounds carrying across the water, I ask Alex "How did they not find the keys?" He smiled and turned around and said "I found another set of keys and left them outside, I think they found those before they found mine" that was probably the smartest thing I ever heard. But me and Alex didn't turn back. Who knows if they died from gunshots or hypothermia.. We made it.