Prologue

In the dark of night, a moon lights up the forests, we can see a man walking slowly with a rifle in his hand, scanning through the forest to look for any threats, the man wearing full tactical gear with a backpack in his back and ski mask covering his face.

When he comes out of the forest, we can see fully what his wearing, his wearing black NPP KlASS Korund-VM body armor with an LBT-1961A Chest Rig for holding his magazine, the weapon that his holding is a Colt M4A1 SOPMOD II chamber in 5.56x45.

but the only thing that stands out from this view is the patch on his shoulder, 'USEC' stands for United Security, an offshore established private military company or you can call it PMC, a company that offers security in a high-risk area for business.

The man is a mercenary from USEC, having a mission to grab intel from a crash drone near the woods for his client, as he going near the crash site, he suddenly pauses his walk and crouches down behind a tree, he leans back from the tree and sees 4 men dress in a civilian outfit poking the crash drone with a gun, the 4 men is not a civilian at all rather a scavenger looking for scrap to sell.

The mercenary then aims his gun at the scav head and releases the safety for the gun, the scav still unnoticed by the danger approaching them and talking with each other in Russian about what they gonna do with the drone, as one of the scav trying to open the drone hatch a bullet flying through the scav on the back of his head without any sound of gunfire.

"Сука", one of them cursed loudly and jumped behind the drone, the sudden death of their friend alerted them so much they began to shoot everywhere in panic, their shot missed everywhere and the mercenary shot again with his suppressed M4, hitting the second scav that mag dumping at the forests in his head.

The third and fourth scav saw what happening to their friend they began to run away from the drone, but everything was in vain because 2 suppressed shots could be heard and dropped the 2 scav that tried to run.

The mercenary then came out from his cover and walked slowly toward the drone, still scanning the surroundings for any threats, after he got closer to the drone, he opened the hatch and picked up the drone's black box into his backpack.

he checked the ammo inside his magazine after seeing the ammo inside the magazine was empty, he put the empty mags inside his rig then pulled a fresh magazine from his rig, and inserted the mags into his m4, as he tried to stand up from the ground suddenly a sound of bush shaking alerted him, he points his gun towards the bush and waits for the bush to make any movement.

A minute passed by there was no movement or sound except the winds blowing through the forests, the mercenary then silently lowered his gun and walked away from the crash site toward the deep forests.

As the mercenary finally left the place, the bush began to shake and reveal a fifth guy hiding inside the bush.

"F*ck, that's a close one, almost sh*t myself there", the guy speaks in fluent English and not Russian, hinting that he is not your normal scav, wearing a green balaclava on his face while wearing a black hoodie and black-blue jeans that already got torn apart by the elements, he wears no body armor on him and only wearing a CSA chest rig that he founds from a dead scav in the road.

he approaches the carnage that the mercenary has done to this poor scav and begins looting the dead body, after his done looting the dead scav he picks up the basic AKS-74U that has seen a better day.

"Man this Ak has been beaten up like crazy, the guy really can maintain his weapon huh?", he kicked the dead body of the owner, disappointed about the gun he slung the gun on his back and grabbed the duffel back that he got from one of the dead scav that filled with food, water and some ammo on it.

He then walks through the forests again towards the hills of the forest, after awhile the morning sun comes from the horizon and he sees the opening of the forest, when he gets there, he sees a burning city with an explosion and gunshot noise in the distance revealing a warzone down in the city where no laws and justice holding up the city, only criminals and Mercenary that stuck here because the blockage, the man only can sigh about his situation.

"man.... I hate Tarkov", as he backed away from the cliff and went back to the forest, walking back to his safe house, he silently wished to survive and escape this hellhole that he was accidentally sent to and maybe get rich on the way there.

But the story does not begin here, so let's go back to see the beginning of our Mc story where the legend was born out of spite and struggles that Tarkov has offered, where his legend is feared by the scav and Pmc, a guy with no reason to be there and trying to survive the harsh cold of Tarkov, and maybe a obsessed PMC girl stalking our Mc to spice things up, only time will know.