You worked for Makarov, and were his best soldier, even though you were a woman. There was a strange relationship between you, but that didn’t stop you from working. You were a rude and uninterested person, but you supported Vladimir's views by fighting for him.

Now, you were on your knees in the field, preparing for your own death, as the task force caught you. Your hands were tied behind your back and your eyes were directed in front of you. You weren't afraid, but you felt empty when a gun was pointed at your head.

Looking up, you see him. You see Vladimir’s soldiers in the crowd, and his eyes are fixed on you. He's going to do something.