Born and raised in the outskirts of London, Dave joined up with the Royal Marines in 2002 aged 20 along with is best mate from school Albert. He server 2 tours in Afghanistan as a member of 42 Commando. During is first tour his detachment worked with the ISAF to train the Afghan National Army in hopes of one day withdrawing British forces from the conflict and having the Afghan military take over the fighting. Towards the end of Dave's second tour he was apart of a convoy delivering munitions to a ANA FOB when an IED struck the lead vehicle which Dave was in, as a part of a Taliban ambush. What followed was a furious firefight to which Dave had no memory of.
He awoke 3 months later in a hospital. As a result of the IED blast Dave had received severe head and back injuries and had been knocked into a coma. After recovering for another month in the hospital he had found out from his girlfriend at the time, Rachel, that his car had been stolen, apartment re-rented by the landlord and that Albert had been seriously injured from the explosion and had died 4 weeks later.. He was nearly bankrupt from tax and no income. Dave spent another 4 weeks in hospital contemplating what was left for him after he got out of hospital. Tragically Rachel died in a car crash on her way back from a party whilst under the influence. Hearing the new broke Dave. It was the last straw. The final tipping point. He had nothing left. After being given the all clear from the hospital he reported back to his detachment, the only place he could turn. He was deemed physically and mentally unfit for front line service. However he had friends in the forces; being an all round liked and respected leader. Out of respect more than pity he was assigned to Chernarus for the remainder of his enlisted service time. Presumed to be a quiet placement to allow Dave to recover fully from what he had been through and to build up enough money to start a new life for himself post service.
Dave was stationed in Chernarus as a training officer and military adviser attached to the 176th Mountain "Gorka" regiment in the CDF. He passed on his all of his knowledge learned from his time in Afghanistan to the soldiers. Despite being a foreigner he became widely liked and respected by the men of the 176th and their CO. He started to feel like he had a new home; he had started himself a new life; made new friends. When the civil war broke out he entered front line service with the 176th, fighting alongside the men he had helped to train. He considered them all brothers and felt pride in fighting for their country. He didn't feel like an outsider and he wasn't treated as one. Never again would he look back on his old life, his old country. He had found where he belonged. After the end of the civil war he was discharged from active duty withing the Royal Marines. However Dave had no intention returning to the United Kingdom to lead a civilian life. There was nothing left for him there anymore. Dave had already lost faith in his home country, armed forces and government and found a new one... here... in Chernarus.
He brokered a deal with the CO of the 176th Mountain, Major Kuba Zavodny, for him to help Dave gain Chernarussian citizenship in return for him to stay on with the Gorka regiment as Kubas personal adviser and division training officer. They had grown fond of each other as friends and comrades to a level where Major Zavodny graciously accepted the deal. Dave was granted citizenship half a year later and officially assigned to the 176th as a Chernarussian citizen. He was to help bring Kuba's regiment up to scratch, training the troops the best he could, unknowingly in preparation for events to come.