Bradley Woods led a rather unfulfilling school life. Growing up in a rural English town and attending one of the less reputable schools in the area, Bradley was always left feeling constrained and trapped. He wanted to go out, he wanted to see the world and he didn't want to be told to do that he had to learn pythagoras theorem or any other inane school day's topics. That's not to say he wasn't academically capable - quite the opposite. Still, despite constant pushing from his teachers for him to attend higher education, he chose to enlist in the army the moment he got out of education. Assigned to the 1YORKS, Yorkshire Regiment, Bradley served two tours in Afghanistan in the closing years of the Theatre. It was after this that, despite his refusal to think of alternatives in his youth, he began to crave something more in life. Disillusioned with British military deployments around the world, Bradley left the regiment to attend university where he studied Linguistics. He even graduated with a first. Looking forward to a life of wonder ahead of him, he left his graduation with a head full of dreams that he might be able to be something more than just a trigger for the government. Alas, the Wendigo Virus had other plans. All British military personnel, current and previous, were put on high alert and before long Bradley soon found himself holding a rifle again. Still, he didn't mind too much. At least this time, pulling the trigger was to save lives in place of taking them and that made all the difference. Bradley was selected from his unit to trial for the SRR due to his education and the UKSF command's dwindling number of resources/operatives. He passed the trial with flying colours and was soon put to work. As England began to fall further and further into the clutches of the infection, with a heavily reduced backing from NATO, an operation was devised by UKSF command to send a team of operatives to ground zero in the hopes of acquiring something, anything, that might help them combat the infection. The operation was titled Operation Kasha. Operation Kasha was barely underway, when Sterling-1, Bradley's unit, stopping at the Catterick Barracks in Germany (one of the few remaining British installations left in Europe) while their transport refuelled, fell under attack as an infected horde swarmed the installation. Contact between the installation and the British mainland was cut off and it seemed Operation Kasha was over before it even began. In truth, the operation never ceased. Members of Sterling-1 managed to escape the slaughter at Catterick and, in place of heading home, opted to proceed onwards to Chernarus and finish their mission. The terrain proved difficult to traverse and the team had to adapt. They ditched uniforms for standard clothing, attempted to stay away from primary routes of travel, avoided large cities: anything to blend in and go unnoticed and unhindered. However, by the time they came to cross Ukraine, travelling in a group was getting even more difficult. Separating, the team agreed to rendezvous in Chernarus at an agreed location in South Zagoria and thus Bradley was alone, wandering weary eyed into the region, trudging along to the rendezvous, hoping to see familiar faces waiting for him.