"May god show mercy on our enemies, because Heaven knows we won't"
- Unoffical motto of the Viking Squad
Markus slowly let the smoke from the cigar escape his lips. He looked up towards the ceiling, the light flickered slightly. He began to recall old memories of his unit. He remembered his first day in training, and how scared he'd been. He remembers when he finally became the Squad lead, and he remembers Joel.
Joel was like a brother to him, Markus was the one who had convinced General Gudjon Ivarsson to let Joel on the team. Markus had been appointed squad leader for Delta squadron not long before and insisted Joel should join his team.
A few months back Joel and Markus were sent to South Zagoria to find and question a suspected terrorist that had been acting on Icelandic soil. Joel was sent to South Zagoria to scout out the terrorist while Marcus stayed in the temporary Miroslavl HQ and waited for further intel from Joel.
The intel never arrived as the infection started, Markus was caught up in the chaos around Miroslavl and Joel was stuck in South Zagoria. Ragnarsson tried to help civilians and UN forces to the best of his ability, as he was not able to find any transport into South Zagoria to find Joel.
After a few months passed Markus had lost contact with Reykjavik and Joel was still missing. When he sat there in his chair, looking up at the flickering light. He realized, Joel was still out there and he had to find him.