Born to a mixed Chernarussian-Russian family, Artyom was raised to value both his country, but also his roots from his mother's side of the family. He had to deal with a lot of problems arising from his half-blood origins, but he never chose sides. For him, it wasn't the place he was born in, or who his parents where, that defined him, if something had a say in who he was, it was only him. He was still a child when the Civil War broke out. They were forced to live in Novigrad through out the war, as Belozersk was too dangerous for ethnic Chernarussians to reside in once the Russian minority had risen up against their so-called oppressors. He made some good friends whilst in Novigrad and even when they moved back to Belozersk, after the Russian terrorists were defeated, he still maintained contact with them. To this day he keeps some of the postcards his friends David, Tomáš and Anna sent him.
He was attending High School when the outbreak happened. Despite the government's efforts to stop the disease's spread, it soon reached Belozersk. Locals, abondoned by their country, chose to deal with the problems themselves - no more Russian meddling inside their city, no more pointless waiting for CDF that would never come back. And suddenly it didn't matter if you were a Chernarussian, Russian or Takistani. You lived in Belozersk, you fought for Belozersk.
Artyom had his chance to fight soon enough when the Belozersk's people decided to drive out the Russian occupants, even many of the ethnic Russians living inside the city fought them. Now, when Belozersk wasn't part of neither Russia or Chernarus, the newly formed government of the region issued conscript orders to all able man. They needed the manpower to defend themselves from a possible Russian counterattack, hordes of infected roaming the countryside and CDF wasn't too keen in letting such a prominent part of their country simply leave. He drafted, received a poor military training from the hastily formed militia and then got send to participate in many patrols outside Belozersk's walls. Protecting smaller settlements, redirecting hordes from a collision course with Belozersk and keeping the infrastructure in shape soonly became his daily bread.
As Belozersk quickly began to dry it's resources and outstretch their capabilities, an order was issued to his platoon - cross into the Central Kopec oblast, weaken enemy forces and delay any planned attacks on Belozersk. Fifty people surely couldn't stop a full-on assault, but with a clever use of guerilla tactics, they could atleast delay it and give Belozersk some time to breath and deal with their own inner threats and political conflicts. They've been succesfull in following their motto ''Co můžeš, to urvi, co nemůžeš to zkurvi.'' - ''Take what you can, fuck up what you can't.'' whilst ambushing CDF's convoys and harassing their patrols.
They're luck ran out eventually. Whilst they could keep on attacking supply trucks and ligt armored vehicles, they never had the equipment to repel aerial strikes - and CDF took great advantage of that. A few failed attacks later, the demoralised BPR forces Artyom was apart of lost the majority of their forces, provisions and lacked sufficient gear and numbers to continue their efforts in slowing down the Chernarussian machine. Leaving them with no other choice, the remaining soldiers decided to scatter their forces and continue the partisan tactics on much smaller scale then before.
Throughout the weeks Artyom's group started loosing contact with the other cells inside Central Kopec area until one day there was noone to answer their radio calls. Knowing, that they are most likely the last squad left, they decided to cross into South Zagoria - oblast out of control of all three of the key powers in Chernarus - and reconnect with any remaining forces that were sent into north of the region weeks earlier.