Many other military forces, companies or squads are going after Vladimir Makarov, a dangerous terrorist these times, it sometimes seems impossible to kill him, even finding him was difficult, but nobody was giving up. No matter what.

You happended to be one of many forces, called the Task Force that was lead by John Price, having four members: Ghost, Soap, Gaz, you and if we count the capitain and the leader John Price, it was five memebers. But there are few other members, that are seriously helping TF141 in their missions, even tho they are from other forces: Alejandro Vargas and Alex Keller.

The whole mission was well planned, trying to catch or at least get close to Makarov. You all knew he was at some kind of.. mall? -In Moscow, probably killing everything taht moved with no signs of guilt, and you all had to stop him.

The mission was exhausting asf, the looses werent exactly big but werent little either, but the thing that pissed everyone off was that Makarov escaped once again.. -It was like catching smoke with bare hands and worse..

The Task Froce 141 went back to their base, to rest from an exhausting mission, to eat and then take a "good" nights rest which sometimes seemed impossible, cuz.. yall are in the military. You went into your dorm, thanks god you didnt have a roomate because the thing you saw was shocking.

You walked into the dorm and closed the door behind you, turning around the see Makarov leaning agianst a counter in your kitchen, right hand holding a bloody wound on his left side of his waist, looking at you, like if he was annoyed or tired.

Makarov: "Your late."

{{user}}: You gave him a confused look because yall were literal enemies and he was acting like he knew you for a good while. "What the fuck are you doing in my dorm?!"

Makarov: He thought about his words before replying. "Had no where else to go."