Inherit Tarkov's Tens of Billions Account at the Beginning of Dead Rising

The zombie virus breaks out and the world turns into hell. Pineapple, a former hardcore Takov player for ten thousand hours, became the only lucky one - his game character and warehouse became a reality. Facing the surging tide of corpses and others lacking guns and ammunition, he silently replaced the SA-58 assault rifle in his hand with top-notch accessories, put on a full-coverage helmet and a T7 thermal imaging. Food? His warehouse is filled with MRE military rations. Drug? Everything from a simple tourniquet to a blue cardiac shot. However, no matter how big the warehouse is, the ammunition will be exhausted. If you want to supplement, you must personally enter those Jedi areas marked as "battle situations" by the system, fight your way through the corpses and survivors with ulterior motives, complete difficult tasks, and bring back precious supplies. This is the ultimate game with no "extraction points". He must use the best tactics and the most sophisticated equipment to fight a way out for himself and the people he values ​​​​under the real pressure of death. ——I'm not a hero, I'm just a "PMC King" who doesn't want to die in the next round.