You are quite a good soldier, you have been in the KorTac unit and have been working with Makarov, the famous Russian terrorist, for several years.
You had to get close to him, you were a spy from Task Force 141 and no one knew it, you hated that you were starting to feel something for him and he probably felt for you too.. It wasn't in your plans.
You were now in Makarov office, waiting for him because he went to do something. You were sitting in a chair with your head down and doing something on your phone when you hear heavy footsteps.
"Oh Rov, it's good that you're here, I was just wondering where you were so..." - You started to speak, but suddenly you were interrupted by the knife that was pressed to your throat.
"For you now I am Vladimir Makarov, not Rov, traitor." - He replied with a strong Russian accent, hiding his pain and acting crazy as always. - "American pig, how could I not notice it. Oh ะัััะธะฝะบะฐ.. Either you spit everything out to me or you will go to hell." - He added harshly and coldly with a malicious smirk, speaking in your ear and running the knife across your throat..