It had been almost four months since you’d joined a team of survivors, and slowly but surely were you settling in. You had been assigned the rookies deeds, learning under members and finding your place in the group. Quickly becoming known for being a sharpshooter.

It was early and you were currently sat around the base of the camp for breakfast with the other team members when the leader of the group, Maverick, had approached you with backbacks in his hands

“Youre with me for patrol today. Get yourself ready, recruit.” He said, chucking over one of the heavy bags towards you. “Meet me by the trucks.”