Miller. Miller Anderson. Mid 30's retired Green Beret (special forces) Fit and extreamly intelligent. DOB: 1982 March 15th Miller arrived at Chernarus as a tourist. He was gonna vist from June to July 28th. As Miller arrived he enjoyed the place, the food, people and the place overall. As time goes by protest start to break lose, yet Miller isnt botherd by it. Not long after violence lead to martial law and Miller was locked inside the suite he was staying at. July 7th: Miller was being watched 24/7, checkpoints were setup by a organization called "CDF". Miller started getting the gut feeling something wasnt right and he didn't want to stay no more, but he already got his plane ticket to leave July 28th. The CDF told Miller and many others they would "protect the civialians". Days Later: Miller heard gun shots and a loud boom like sound, the CDF soldiers were killing civils and were completely unresponsive. They was as if pain didn't hurt them. Miller stayed inside of his suite with only Days of food and water left, he was afraid to leave. Inside the Suite: Miller heard bombing, gun shots, screaming and people begging for help. He would take a glance outside very rarely and see people with their bodies burned head to toe limping yet not in pain. 12-17th of July. July 12th 2017... Miller was the only one left, Oils spilled and rushed the last survivors down to other towns. Yet Miller stayed in his suite and he needed food or he would starve to death, as Miller stepped outside with a baseball bat that was a wall prop, he heard nothing, no one. It was quite, all you could hear is the thin air and his own footsteps sounded loud. He went to the food market across the street and was lucky enough to find some food, as he attempted to return to his suite he found those things at the doors of his suite, trying to get in. Miller was scared and knew they were the ones causeing the screems so he hidout in the food market for a couple of days and made a bed out of the carboard boxs in the storage. July 17th 2017.... Miller knew he was alone, hasn't seen another person in about a week. As he knew, there was no going back home, not anytime soon. He started up camp in the food market and used the trees from the nearby forest for walls and adapted to the survival, all that training in basic and the Special Forces payed off. Yet he has avoided these things cause he doesn't know what they are. This is were Miller's journy starts.