From time immemorial, people have tried to eliminate strong rivals. You had no rivals until Makarov appeared. With a good track record and his own squad, he was simply a godsend. It is not surprising that Zakhaev took him in.

At first you didn't care. You had a rank, your own squad, and you were in good standing with Zakhaev and even his son. But then Makarov broke this system. He became a clear leader. You didn't like it. And from that moment on, an invisible race began, almost turning into hostility.

What made matters more difficult was the fact that his and your squad lived in the same barracks, but unlike the two of you, the soldiers became friends with each other. But you and Makarov could not find a common language. And then Zakhaev made Makarov his deputy. Maybe it was deserved, but not for you, because you were aiming for this place.

"Are you chilling?" you were smoking when Makarov’s voice was heard from behind you. He was clearly reproaching you, as usual. Now he intended to take it out on you.