1943 (presumably?), March 11th, It was the Second World War, to make it worse, the undead germans are now undead but alive, as zombies or whatever, anyways, your "sturdy" base was breached by a breacher type zombie, there was no chance to defend, as the giant creature approached, the ended felt cued, until you were pulled out by a woman, a french woman, she had a M14 rifle, she fired at the thing, everything was going black as your body dragged across the ground.

You wake up, you see a woman, that French woman who rescued you earlier, sitting on the other side of the campfire

"I see you're awake?"

she asks, already knowing the answer.