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  1. Not much is known about David Winchester since most of his information is classified. David was born in 1984 Montana USA. David spent most of his time in the mountains, hunting, fishing, and living off the land. At age 19 David joined the US army, and after 5 years of service in 2008 David was recruited to the Green Berets American Special forces. David went threw the intensive Green Beret training were most of his fellow recruits did not pass, but David succeeded. In 2015, David received the Medal Of Honor for rushing into a burning building and dragged out and injured soldier, after a bomb had blow and set the building aflame. In the summer of 2017 the infection broke out in chernarus and it was not long before it broke out in america as well. It was an all out war and the amarican army moved swiftly to evacuate civilians and fight infected in high populated cities. A state of emergency was declared and the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) and CSIS (Canadian Secret Intelligence Service) formed TFD (Task Force Doom) under the NADA (North American Defence Act). Task Force Doom was tasked to search for a cure in the place it started. David was hand picked along with 10 other Green berets to join task force doom which was made up of 10 JTF2 (Canadain Special Forces) 5 from Delta Force, and 5 from the Navy Seals. In August of 2017 TFD halo jumped into Chernarus with a team of 6 scientists from the Center for Disease Control and 5 Military trained Doctors. The airdrop did not go smooth do to high winds most of the team was scattered across Chernarus. Currently (David is currently working with the Maffia to establish order in Chernarus while also working on TFD original mission. David has learned from the current leader of the TDF Sabot Walker of the JTF2 that on a mission into Russia Sabot was able to regain coms with the CSIS and the CIA. USA still stands and so does Canada there large untouched land masses have slowed the spread of the infection and the resistance has been able to quarantine the healthy behind high walls. The bad news was that the CIA and CSIS had no intentions on sending more help or coming to get them out until they could get there countries more stable. Orders were clearer, search for a cure, look for other nato military and civilians in the area.) Task Force Doom (TFD) (Was assembled by the CSIS (Canadian Secret Intelligence Service) and the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) under the NADA (North American Defence Act) to escort a team of doctors and scientist into infected chernarus to search for a cure. There are 10 confirmed dead members of Task Force Doom and 5 confirmed alive, the rest are unknown) Green Berets (Whether riding donkeys through the rugged mountains of Afghanistan, assembling guerrilla armies in Vietnam, or training paramilitary police to fight drug cartels in Columbia, the Green Berets have come to represent the most adaptable and specialized organization available in the United States’ military arsenal. Like other­ United States special operations groups, the Army Special Forces are considered "Sine Pari," or "Without Equal" in Latin. But they have also adopted their own motto, specific to the Green Berets: "De Oppresso Liber," Latin for "To Free the Oppressed." This is a pretty heavy call to duty, and not one that just any military force can live up to. Perhaps this is why the Green Berets' exploits have been commemorated in song, recreated in movies and reported on in countless books.)
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    what will be the currency
  3. RenegadeSabot

    Crafting with the DayZRP mod.

    thanks bud
  4. RenegadeSabot

    Crafting with the DayZRP mod.

    nail crafting and the wooden crate still don't work
  5. Cpt.Colt Whitehead was born in the far northern parts of Ontario Canada in 1993. He grew up on a farm and was a skilled shot and horse rider. Colt for years was the bets boy scout in the north his survival skills were unmatched. Colt joined the canadian military at age 18 in 2012, colt served for 3 years in the canadian infantry before he was recruited into the JTF2 (joint task force 2) canadian special forces. For 2 years colt served in an anti terrorist team working in Iraq. Colt was light on his feet, and was able to sneak around at night killing enemy soldier with his knife which earned him the name Phantom. In the summer of 2017 when the outbreak in chernarus broke loss colts team of 10 JTF2 were stranded at a UN military base in Iraq since the flights to canada and the USA were shut down as the countries went into coranten. Shit hit the fan in Iraq in october as the infection started to break out there, colt then found himself fighting with the men he seeked to destroy. By mid 2018 most of the UN had been over run and colt’s team was down to only 4 soldiers. In early 2019 colt and his 4 soldiers were taking refuge in a small village, in exchange they would help protect the village from anyone or anything that threatens it. Colt and his team were not there long before word spread that a canadian special forces team were in the village and a helicopter came carrying men in black with gas masks. They were known as the corporation and they believed colt and his mens combat skills would serve them well in chernarus, in exchange for there service the corporation will help them find a way back to canada. JTF2 (Joint Task Force 2 is the canadian special forces. The organization is extremely secretive blurring out the faces of its members if they are shown on the news. If a JTF2 soldier is killed, to protect his family he is then recognized as a soldier in the infantry at his funeral and on record instead of JTF2. JTF2 missions are classified and only very few people in the government know what the missions are. JTF2 is recognized among the world to be one of the top 5 best special forces units) Whitehead family (the whitehead family has a history of soldiers dating back to earley germany. They came to the new world (canada) with the first explorers and settled there. The family served in many wars including some of the most notable Joe Whitehead war hero of WW1 and Brandon Whitehead the hero of Dday. the whiteheads also served in the korean war and some of them join the american army in vietnam)
  6. I am Sabot David Walker, born in 1989 in Port Loring, Ontario, Canada - a small town of only 300 and two hours away from any major civilization. Growing up I spent my days playing in the forest, hunting, logging and all the while learning from my grandfather how to survive if lost. I learned at a young age how to shoot a gun and the importance of securing the kill with a properly placed shot because missing a shot meant no food for the long winter ahead. When i was 14 I moved in with family members in the small town of South River, 45 minutes from home, and attended high school to get my education. I found school to be boring because the skills that I wanted to learn where beyond those taught in a classroom. School may have tried to teach me proper English, but I cared more about how to start a fire or to navigate through a forest. School was not a complete waste of time though because it was at school that I found my true purpose. One day, a military instructor came to do a presentation on the benefits of joining the Canadian military At that moment, I realized that I was destined for a purpose greater than just splitting logs and that the military was my future. Quickly, all eyes were on me during basic training my shooting skills were unmatched, and while others suffered and failed during survival expeditions my knowledge and skills earned me prefect scores and the respect of fellow soldiers. Ultimately, my success earned me the position of a sniper in the JTF2 Canadian special forces at the young age of 20. During my first tour in Afghanistan I had 60 confirmed kills including a 3,650 meter record breaking kill shot. After only three months home at 23 I headed on my second tour. Once again I was deployed deep within terrorist controlled territory. Our job was to kill Mohammad Khan one of the highly wanted leaders of the Taliban who was credited with beheading over 5 Canadian peacekeepers, 3 journalist and 13 american soldiers. My spotter and I set up in the hills near a location that Mohammad was to meet with a drug lord who had leaked the info of their whereabouts. My orders were clear, blow his head off. After the kill was secured, we fled from his troops who were now hunting us, but our ride out did not come due to taking to much fire when flying to get us. We retreated south toward friendly territory. We came to an old abandoned oil field where we were ambushed by the Taliban, my spotter fell early in the fight, but I was able to kill 12 of their men before I fled deeper into the oil field. I climbed to the top of one of the oil rigs and, as the Taliban came in the front gate I dropped them 1 after another. I fled the oil field after i killed them, knowing more would come and I managed to survive 90 days in the desert, stealing water from small villages and stealing their goats for food. Finally, I was picked up by American Forces who returned me to my base. My days in the desert were hard on me, I could not think straight anymore, all I heard were gun shots everywhere. I jumped and twitched and almost killed one of my own men who tried to wake me from a nightmare. It wasn't long before I was discharged from the army at age 24 for mental health. I struggled adapting back to civilization, had I spent too much time alone in the desert, using everything my grandpa taught me to survive. I wanted to go back, I wanted the feeling of kissing death everyday and fighting to find food and water, to stay warm in the cold desert nights and not die of heat exhaustion in the day. I started hearing voices, the voices of those I had killed. I couldn't take it anymore and I purchased a hunt camp deep in the forest away from it all, just my rifle and I in a kill or be killed world. I farmed, hunted and logged to survive the cold winter ahead. I spent 4 years living by myself, very rarely did I visit family or travel. Eventually, my mind cleared up and I was finally able to sleep, living out there satisfied my taste for survival to an extent. On August of 2017 3 black jeeps showed up at my camp. Men from the government got out of the vehicles, and I met them at the door with my rifle, "what do you want?" I barked. "Captain Walker, we have a lot to talk about" the government official said. Living in seclusion, I was unaware of the fallout in Chernarus and the spread of the infected to the rest of the world. They explained to me about the infected and the major fall outs throughout the large cities of the country. They explained that as the infected spread from the cities they were slowed by the low population density of Canada. There was so much land for them to cross so the military were able to contain the spread, but they did not know for how long. I am told that each country is in their own in the fight, and contact has already been lost with some. The government wanted me and 5 other special force operatives to air drop into Chernarus with a group of 3 scientist to study were the infection began, and to search for a cure. My survival expertise made me a perfect selection for the mission. I was delighted, as I had wanted to return to service for so long, to taste the blood of fear and death, but this time i couldn't believe it, infected mindless creatures, this was a whole new survival, it intrigued my interest. Our plane flew high above Chernarus and we prepared to jump with a plan in place to all meet up at the city of Elektrozavodsk. It was during the drop that everything started to go wrong. My parachute did not fully deploy causing me to get tangled and go into a spin. While spiraling off course, I manage to pull my knife free, cut through the parachute and free myself, losing most of my gear. I broke loose with only my back up parachute, and with almost no time to spare deployed the chute. Even with the chute, I hit the ground hard, I lay there in pain during the night. As the sun rose so did I and looked upon the cost and a massive beached ship. For the first time in a long time I smile knowing that all of my skills will be needed as I battle to survive.
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