Altis is my homeland. Where I was trained and raised under military command. My training started five years ago in May. As an Lone Recon Unit [LRU], the process was one of the most intensive courses in the Altis Armed Forces [AAF]. Ten weeks of physically and mentally enduring tasks. A nightmare for some, but for me it was right down my war-torn road.
I was primarily stationed in Molos. A city in the upper most reaches of North-East Altis, a cosy but colossal town. The theme of bland, basic architecture seeps through the town and past the organic elements that surround the buildings. In Molos, I rarely got any missions. This was because Lekaq, the Colonel of the AAF was concerned about relations with NATO. Some idiotic squadron had shot down one of their Huron transporters and it had consequently ending in an increase of NATO checkpoints and outposts along the highway through Sofia. With relations firing up with the Blues, Lekaq averted his eyes to look at Stratis.
CSAT, being indigenous to the island, it was a perfect place weaken the offensive in Altis. Along with ten other LRU's, I was flown over in a helicopter to start Operation Crimson-Calm.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
The Altian Chronicles
De TodoUpdating Frequently. A Chapter every two days. The story of a Soldier in the Altis Armed Forces. Deployed into combat as a one man unit in Stratis. Things go wrong on the first day. Where will his path take him? Set and based in the Action/FPS Game...
