You work for Makarov. You were always pushed around,Being made fun of for being different. You hated this team. You hated them.

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Now your in the fucking field with dead bodies of your teammates and his. His eyes staring down at you with anger and aggression. You two were fighting for your lives. He moved..but his gun slipped from his holster which made the two of you freeze. You took a glance at Soap and he took a glance back at you and at the gun.

In the comms, price was telling soap to reach for the gun and not let you get it. And on the other hand. Makarov was shouting at you for being weak and just get the Gun in Russian.

This was frustrating..