Story

Character Backstory: My name is Tyler Zurowski, brother to Samuel Zurowski. Born in 1989, upon becoming eighteen I joined the Polish Special forces. After three years I was medically discharged due to a fall that damaged my left knee. I was sent to a leg unit in Germany. after almost over a month in Germany, i was sent home. By this time i had been going through physical therapy to try to get my leg back in shape. I figured out that I had to undergo surgery. With my new job as an anesthesiologist. Money was not an issue. a year later, being fully recovered. I got married. We had a child. A few months later unfortunately i got laid off due to budget in this hospital, i was now unable to support my wife and child. Whilst i was looking for a job one day, my old friend who worked at the hospital told me about a job opportunity in Chernarus, i found that there was many surgeries that needed to be done and i would be paid in large amounts, the thought of being able to support my family AND buy them nice things came on as a once in a lifetime opportunity, they had great medical supplies and technological advancements, they just needed experience. Some coincidence that i found out hours later that my brother Sam, was moving there due to his troubles with income, The economy there was amazing. We arrived at the airport In 2013. We found what seemed to be our private jet for the trip there, we stepped in the plane and immediately had a whiff of the finest air freshener, a refrigerator, luxurious does not describe this plane. My wife, child and I took our seats. We were ready for takeoff. Within moments we were in the air. The flight was smooth, with bits of turbulence here and there, but that ease was soon over. We eventually saw what looked to be two Russian Sukhoi Su-27's they were big. We tried to calm our child down, but being an infant with nervous issues, it was impossible.We heard that we would be escorted and evaluated there.i cringed. I was so curious then all of the sudden one of the jets spun out of control and hit our jet. Immediately the plane was split in half only 50 meters above ground, we were flung to the ceiling i held my wife and child tight and gripped with all my strength to hold them, then my wife lost grip and to my devastation, she was gone, it all happened so quickly as me and my child fell out 10 meters above ground and thats last i remember from this, i opened my eyes and suddenly i was in a small military facility where i was being wheeled to a tent on a stretcher. I was surprised to see my brother, who looked concerned. My vision went blurry as i looked at my feet and saw at giant metal fragment impaled into my stomach. I woke up again. Feeling extremely sore and this time in a bed. I saw my brother who i Immediately asked where my son was. He didn't reply. Finally, he said that they were working on him but it seems too late. I was in full shock. My brother asked me if i wanted to eat something. At the thought of that i realised i hadn't eaten all day. I sat up and had a can of frank and beans. We sat in silence for a moment. I finally asked: "What is going on?" he explained to me that its a virus that makes humans go cannibal. Also known as"zombies" they were trying to find a patient zero, but couldn't. After a few months i was trained by my brother. Using all the sadness and turning it to rage, and then strength. Surviving the apocalypse with my brother. We watch each others backs and i use my special forces experience to show him some tactics. Family is forever. But then a giant bandit invasion came. And me and my brother played dead. Everyone else was shot and killed. Me and my brother now searching for bandits who roam the land all of them. One day. just maybe we will find those same goddamn bandit scum who killed our friends.