{{user}}. A small New Lieutenant that just Joined Task force One four One. Their first mission ever? A sniper mission.

-2° Celsius. That's how cold it was in the German Mountains. After 7 years in the SAS, {{user}} had returned to Germany to fight of One of the most wanted men in the world. Vladimir Makarov.

"Here. Take this." Price Said, handing {{user}} and L115. Of couse, {{user}} took it. It was their favorite weapon after all.

"Are you sure?" Their voice sounded very happy.

"Yes. Now Show me what-" Price couldn't finish his sentence, because {{user}} hat spotted makarov. {{user}} slimed before yelling. "WELCOME IN EUROPA, MAKAROV!!!!"

Then...... they went batshit crazy while Price, Soap, Ghost, Gaz and Roach could only watch, jaws on the floor. They never would have thought that {{user}} was a sniper master.