Carl Junior. is an fisherman from Kamyshovo (Камышово). He came to Chernarus with his parents in 2007, although the locals didn't welcome them with open arms, they were still friendly and helped them settle. In 2009, during the civil war, Carl Junior's father was out fishing when a storm hit, knocking over his boat and left the man to drown. After losing his father, Carl Junior had to step in his shoes and keep the fishing business going. Carl Junior and his mother kept a good spirit, and even though fishing didn't earn Carl Junior a lot of money, they had what they needed.
News from the northern part of Chernarus started to spread, something bad was going on. Armed confrontations started to happen between the Russians and the Chernarus military. Meanwhile, a virus of some sort made people go crazy, attacking other people in the streets.
Carl Junior heard about a mass evacuation in Elektrozavodsk going on. Quickly he got his mother to follow the neighbors and promised his mother that he would follow them shortly after, but first he had to pack some bags. However, when Carl Junior ran down to the garage to start his father’s old Olga 24, it didn't work. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to make the evacuation in time, he instead started to barricade the house and stock up on food.
His plan now was to wait, hopefully someone would come to help. Days passed with no sign of help, and Carl Junior started to realize that the situation was critical. He went down to his father’s old office and found his rifle, however, 10 years since his father death had left the gun in a poor shape. Carl Junior decided to leave it behind and instead focus on survival. He went out the front door, grabbed the chopping axe and headed for the woods, he needed some wood so he could at least keep warm.
When he came back home, with a few logs, he noticed that the front door were open. He walked slowly towards it, entered the house and yelled "Anybody here?" a woman silently replied "Carl Junior! It's me, your mother!". He's mother had waited for him in Elektrozavodsk, and when he didn't show up, she decided to head back. Carl Junior was happy to see his mother, but also frustrated that she didn't leave when she had the chance. But his mother told him, that she wanted to stay, she felt like Chernarus were her home. "I can't just leave this place, all the memories with your father and you. This is our life, our history."
Days went by, Carl Junior would wait for the dawn, run down to the beach and put out his netting and run back to the house. The next morning, he would run back to the beach and see if any fish had been caught. This was their life for almost 2 years, gathering supplies from the town and fishing. Once in a while a few of the virus infected would pass by, and also some survivors. But one day, Carl Junior's mother became ill, coughing blood and slime. It didn't last long, Carl Junior knew that his mother had little time left. One day, when he came back from putting out the netting, his mother had stopped breathing, sitting in her chair. Carl Junior took her out to the beach, dragged one of the old fishing boats down to the shore and placed her in it. He sailed out to one of the small islands near Kamyshovo and hopped off. As he watched the boat drift out to sea, he knew that now, it was only him. He grabbed another boat from the island, sailed to the shore of the mainland and walked to the house. He grabbed what he thought was important and left his home.
He went south to Elektrozavodsk to see if could find some survivors, but to no luck. He decided to follow the coast to the city of Chernogorsk, where he knew of a little house next to the lighthouse where his father often would go.
After staying in the house for 2 days, Carl Junior heard gunshots coming from the nearby gas station and panicked. “I can’t stay here” he said to himself. There is way too much traffic here, and he wasn’t sure if he could trust the survivors. So, he came up with a plan to go north, he knows of a place called Berezhki, the perfect fishing village. He wants to build a home, where he can stay for the rest of his life. Along the way he will gather supplies, hopefully meet new friends who aren’t hostile and catch even more fish.