Alright, /k/omrades.
You're one of a handful of survivors of a cataclysm of your choice. Gimme your loadout, cataclysm, and backstory, if applicable.

I'll start.
>Kebabs go full-blown apeshit after three >hundred Syrians are killed during an LA-level >riot at a Bulgarian refugee camp.
>Islamized governments' responses to the post->incident riots are muted.
>ISIL however, flips its shit and sets off a crude >thermonuclear device in Paris to 'severely and >disproportionately punish those who murder >helpless followers of the Islamic faith'.
>EU governments see that it's there turn to flip >their collective shit, and declare martial law
>before pooling their military resources to launch >a retaliatory ground offensive against ISIL, with >indirect assistance from NATO. Civil wars >break out in central Europe, further stretching the military resources that haven't been >devoted to the ground offensive. Conditions >deteriorate as European governments collapse >due to sheer inundation. Nuclear arsenals are >exhausted before they can be acquired and >used by encroaching Kebabs.
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Three years later, Europe has become an analogue to the Zone, with bandits and mutants being replaced by Kebabs of more or lesser quality.
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You are a member of the Serbian 63rd Parachute Battalion who's been assigned the task of delivering a small quantity of an unknown material to a mysterious contact in southern France. You start off in a barn near Strasbourg, and have to make your way down to Bayonne.