My name is Alan Grey. I was born and raised in a lower class area called Meadowell in Newcastle upon Tyne, England. I had a good childhood without my father being there. I got bullied in school but I never got upset i always had a brave face on. After i left school i struggled to find a job and i eventually enrolled onto the army and trained to be a pratrooper. It took a lot of hard work and determination but i eventually passed out. When i was 19 I got my first real combat experience in Afghanistan. It changed my life, how i looked at things, how i reacted to problems. I was a changed man. I went on to do 3 more tours of Afghanistan until i was medically discharged with PTSD. I couldn't handle the normal civilian life and i decided to move away from my home and start all over again. I had heard about something nasty going on in the country of chernorus. I made a decision and decided to travel there to help the civilians and chernorus forces to stop the chaos. I knew i had to get there and i knew it wasn't going to be an easy task. I used many ways to travel ferry, bus, hitch hiking. I got into one of the nearby counties and I soon found out i wasn't allowed to cross the border, I felt like i wasted my chm travelling there. But I knew i could adapt and overcome this with my previous training, so one night I found a place on the border line where i could enter and i went through with it. I am there now and it is what i call home. I have seen things here that i never experience in my life in and out of the military but i know this is where I can peak in skills.