To be a good and high-ranking soldier in the Connie organization? This was definitely about you. If it weren't for Nolan, you probably would have definitely become Makarov's right hand. And yet you noticed that special attitude towards you on his part, which was different from the way he treated other soldiers.

Late this evening, after one of the difficult missions, you stood on the street in front of the helicopter that had just returned you to base after the mission. It was a tough day and it definitely took a toll on you.

“Sergeant” Hearing the familiar serious voice of the commander, you immediately straighten up and stand straight, looking at the man who was approaching you. For a moment, Vladimir stands in front of you, without saying a word, looking you up and down. But in an instant, he begins to slowly bend down, kneeling on one knee in front of you. It was quite...strange.

But you notice Makarov looking up at you again, patting his thigh with his palm, encouraging you to place your foot on his thigh. And only now did you notice that the laces on your ankle boots were untied... He wanted to help tie them