Backstory: i lived with my farther when my mother passed, we werent a wealthy family considering our situation. my farther was an alcoholic and didnt care about his life at all so i basically was all alone when i was young, no brothers, no sisters, just me and my farther! he was a former millitary SGT so he was pretty strict on me but never to my mother when she was around, turned to alcohol to hide the pain of loosing her and it broke him and our family. As said earlier we were quite poor and lived in a very small semi-detached house but my farther told me to do something with my life so i had many jobs when i was a young boy helping out round town as much as i could to help my farther, meals were very scarce but i had enough to keep myself strong and fit which helped in the longrun. even though he turned for the worst he was my idol, so i wanted to do the best i could to forfill his dreams and desires he had for me. which led to me joining the millitary...

through my early years i was adament i was going to be in the millitary so i joined a group called "Cubs" which soon progressed to "Scouts" then finally when i was 18 i moved out of my farthers life and joined the millitary, Cubs and Scouts taught me basic survival skills and how to fire a gun, wield a knife, tie knots, everything for survival and it really helped out through the recruitment stage! to keep it short the millitary came naturally to me and i got in straight away, i spent about 4 years doing missions in england untill we were sent out into our first mission abroad (i had joined a task force in the UN at that point) my right hand man Groves was the leader of our squad and we were sent to Russia to assist in some matters between Chernarus and them. and about 3 weeks into our endevour it was called off due to an outbreak in South Zagoria which we were aware of cause it said on the local radio stations, so we were sent with some american squads to quarantine the local area which led to us being cut off from our task force. It got worse and worse from there so we split up to find shelter and warmth and even food as our supply had depleted, we lost many men to the Zs and some left to join local gangs, alot starved to death, this was all after the bombings had stopped. the last 5 of us remaining had to split from our little sanctuary we had as we had to find help but none came... i have not heard from anyone since