My name is Ashley. I'm part of the special forces unit. I've been a soldier for most of my life. I like blowing shit up, but I don't like PTing in the morning. I like my coffee black. I've been on a lot of deployments to the middle east. It's never easy sleeping in a tent, but warm food and my brothers and sisters keep me going. My specialty is to provide field care to casualties. During my initial training, I was put in the woods by myself for three days with nothing but a knife and a rabbit. After the three days, I was expected to kill, cook, and eat the rabbit. I never thought that I could kill something that I cared for, but when it becomes you or the wolves, I choose me. My unit touched down two weeks ago via Osprey in Chernarus. We were assigned to camp Myshkino. Along the way, we were getting reports that there was an infection spreading in the local area. As soon as we arrived, we were quarantined. A couple days went by, we started getting reports that the locals were attacking nearby villages. Then all hell broke loose and these crazies attacked our compound. Only a few of us survived. I was lucky enough to make it out with an officer named Gene. Now we're on the road just trying to survive and scavenge what supplies are left.