when the news that Makarov had been hung got to your group, you had more or less gone into hiding. He was the target you were supposed to retrieve, and base was miles away.

you had been close with makarov, one of his favored soldiers. News of his death hurt, but then as your group was found and promptly executed by 141, you were pulled aside. Pulled into a small space, a locker at best, you felt a hand over your mouth and your eyes connected with Makarovs. He had a sick smile on his face.