UPDATE: I think I'm done. Konrad, would you be willing to throw down some criticism and your thoughts on him so far? Name: Dmitriy "Dima" Tarasovich Ungern
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Nationality + Special Forces Origin: Russian, Alpha Group, FSB.
Appearance:
Dima uses his Gorka-4 Mountain Pattern Uniform when in mountainous, urban, or rocky terrains in conjunction with the Multicam pattern uniform for the most part identical to his NATO counterparts in most other environments.
Brief Background: The beginning of Dima's military career began like so many other young men in the Federation. Once legal records showed he was now of age, he was sent the notice of conscription and like a good citizen reported to the nearest recruitment station for processing. In truth, Dima was still only 17 at his time of conscription, thanks to a careless mistake by a nurse during the documentation at his time of birth. Being listed as one year older than he was, Dima was inevitably the youngest recruit in his platoon and as such did everything he could to avoid standing out. Refusing to rise to the top or sink to the bottom however proved to be a double edged sword, landing him a spot in the now understaffed VDV.
His time in airborne school became the second most significant change for Dima's military career. While going through supplementary explosives and MOUT training Dima began to draw attention to himself. His instructors found the young soldier to be the least intimidated by the prospect and practical application of explosives within the close confines of Urban combat and continued to train him as his enthusiasm and proficiency quickly grew. Training in the standard ranks of the Federation Armed forces, like many others world round, proved to be very cut and dry; basic in nature. What he didn't learn from his training, he soon learned under fire.
Now hardly turning 18, Dima was thrown into the hellish fires of the Chechen conflict. Still considered raw, Dima soon found himself haggard and alone after an ill-fated combat jump into the outlaying city of Grozny. Before they had even touched their boots on ground his platoon alone had taken a staggering sixty percent dead or wounded. Upon his reunion with the scorched and muddy earth, the young soldier found his situation wasn't much improved. Finding the situation well out of hand, Dima immediately began finding his wounded brothers in arms in an attempt to pull them from the massacre happening on the ground.
Dima's hours of crawling face first in the cold, thick, mud while under fire saved the lives of twelve. One of which was the Colonel of the entire Regiment. Casting off once more into the fray, Dima left a single able bodied medic and the remaining men in various states of incapacitation, he would soon learn to regret his hasty decision. Not more than half an hour of searching later, the Paratrooper failed to find any more survivors. Returning to the casualty collection point, Dima comes face to face with the horrors of an unchecked irregular war.
A small group of Islamist fronted extremist Chechen separatists in the process of either slitting the throats of his wounded comrades, some already with their heads removed by long dull blades. There were no screams as the extremists unceremoniously rammed a knife into the last remaining man's neck. Something in Dima snapped at that moment. All fear of death was lost on him as he raised his rifle and flicked it from safe to auto. The distinctive chatter of a Kalashnikov tore through the small clearing as Dima let rip a short burst into his superior officer's executioner. The man's chest and neck exploded from the rear as his rounds exited their target.
It took but a second for the rest of the Rebels to turn their weapons on him. Dima knew his end was inevitable. But, to his surprise, instead of being gunned down like a dog, the treeline to the far left of the clearing exploded in automatic fire. The short volley ripped the remaining men apart with frightening accuracy, a small four man team emerging from the brush only seconds after the bodies fell to the grass. Rushing to his quickly dying Colonel's side, the older man wordlessly reached into a pouch in his web gear and produced a small pistol from it, a PSM, which he thrust into the soldier's hands before finally fading into death.
It was at this moment that Dima's career took it's most significant turn. Being the last surviving man in his platoon, Dima was whisked away by the Alpha group that had been pursuing that particular group of individuals in order to kill the very man Dima had gunned down. From then on, Dima was declared either dead or missing in action like the rest of his platoon, prompting the FSB to take him in without informing the Military of his survival. It was soon found out that he had a talent for the application of explosives in Urban environments. Quickly fostering this talent into a well honed set of skills, Dima gained experience through numerous high profile raids against insurgent compounds in Armenia.
It was under these conditions that Dima flourished, raising to the rank of Sergeant then eventually leading his own three man raiding team through many successful attacks on high value targets. Following a successful collaborative raid conducted between the FSB and GRU to sting a black market transaction involving ICBM components and large amounts of Radioactive material, Dima was volunteered to Task Force Echo by the FSB in an attempt to foster improved relationships with Russia's NATO counterparts.
Equipment:
4x RGO Defensive Fragmentation Grenades
4x RGN Offensive Fragmentation Grenades
6x Vzlet-M Stun Grenades
Frames and poles to house and plant breaching charges and devices. Various amount of detcord, strip shaped charges, and plastic explosives are carried in his spacious pack. Alongside the explosive and ballistic methods of breaching, Dima has his Mechanical Breaching tool set that consist of a Sledge hammer, a "Hooligan" tool, and a pair of bold cutters. In addition to his breaching kits, Dima carries a VANT-VM Kevlar Ballistic shield.
Tucked in a small pocket sewn on the inside of his plate carrier rests the 5.45x18 PSM pistol given to him by his Late Colonel while in the VDV. Tied down along the side of his pack is his old beat up 7.62x39 AMKS underfolder and two magazines in the event Dima finds himself without any other recourse.
I'll be able to work on my character sheet a bit the next few days but in light of the holidays it's going to be a little slow for me. I'll keep you all updated!
Funny you mention that, I played a GROM character and there was a fellow playing a Spetznaz operator back in Lima. Fairly funny friendship they ended up having, to say the least.
I'm keeping my operator (s) in the dark, mainly because I haven't decided specifics, but there is one Cpt Merlin Bastion is on the cards.
I think I shall make him a breaching/explosives expert.
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