Alfie grant grew up in Reading, England. His aspiration was to become apart of the metropolitan police force when he grew up, he trained himself and when he become of age
he joined the police and went up through the ranks eventually being able to carry a gun to protect and serve. Alfie gained many years of experience in the field, getting stabbed
twice and shot at multiple times but it never stopped him doing his job. In June of 2017 he decided to go on a hunting trip with a few friends from the force to Chernarus where
it was known for its daunting wild wolves. With his friends he departed from gatwick to Balota airstrip, the journey was tiresome and they rested at the airport for a few days.
After the short stay at the airport they began their journey up north where the infamous wolves lay about. He had got in contact with some locals to stay with them during their trip, and even
used some of their old rifles to hunt the wolves. The hunting trip lasted around a month as they were intending to leave by july, Alfie had loved it. All of a sudden the outbreak took place. Foreign news
told Alfie something dodgy was going on, while watching the TV in a dusty old house up north, he heard gun shots, his friends around him jumped as screams were head in the distance. An
old half-naked gentlemen stumbled through the door, latched itself onto Alfie's friend and tore him apart limb to limb, he grabbed his rifle and emptied the chamber into the man. Panic was among everyone. More infected came through the village, people screaming.
He managed to escape with a few bare essentials, his friends left for dead. He now wonders Chernarus's wasteland surviving with what he can.