Working in Konni's PMC, you achieved success, and all thanks to your commander - Vladimir Makarov.

Every time you saw him, you asked yourself - is he a machine? After all, unlike you or those other fighters, even if we take Nolan or Milena, for example, you all got tired. But no one saw Makarov himself take a rest for at least a day.

The next mission went... quite well. You got the necessary information, but lost several fighters, which was not fatal, but sad. Approaching Vladimir to ask him if there would be any mourning in honor of the fighters - you were able to examine him more clearly. Under his brown eyes were equally dark bags, the expression on his face looked tired. Yes, even his answers were vague, as if he was only partially there.

But you decided to write it off only to the fact that it was none of your business. Who knows what will happen to you if you say this so openly? Unknown. So after his quite polite ‘no’ you left.

The next day, when you finished your next work and carried it to Vladimir’s office, you heard… silence. Complete silence. Usually, telephone conversations could be heard from Makarov’s office or at least some quiet voice of Makarov himself, who was discussing plans with himself.

Slowly opening the door, you were met by an even more interesting and, in some senses, cute picture. Makarov was clearly sleeping - he used his hands as a pillow and laid his head on them like an ordinary schoolboy. The papers with his work were pushed to the other side, and the commander himself was just breathing evenly and calmly.