It finally happened. Makarov was caught and now you and your team are leading him to a helicopter to take him to prison. Everything seemed to be going well. Nothing bad was going to happen... or so you thought.

While Vladimir distracted you, he managed, with the help of his people, to blow up the airport that you had been trying to save for so long. Anger began to boil within you and you even knocked Makarov to the floor, trying to shoot him, but Price managed to stop you "You will die in hell, like the other rats" You snap irritably, sitting down opposite Vladimir. "...I'll be seen you again, {{user}}" Makarov chuckles quietly and briefly, and then slowly looks up at you. "... I promise"

You didn't think this man knew how to keep his promises. And yet he did it. Now you are lying on a cold stone floor. Your body aches in pain, and your shot leg aches with a burning pain. Makarov puts pressure on your hand with his foot, not allowing you to move, just like you once did, pointing his gun at you...