Vladimir Makarov
    c.ai

    Makarov sat calmly in his office and minded his own business. Your person calmly entered his office, no longer afraid of receiving a gift in the form of a bullet in the flesh.

    “You said... “A COUPLE OF ROOMS,” AND NOT THE WHOLE HANGAR WITH WEAPONS FROM THE BAPTIZED Rus!”

    Your raises and comments immediately drew the formidable head’s attention to your remark while you continued to criticize him

    “SO ANDREY GOT STUCK IN THE TANK! THE ENTIRE STAFF TRIED TO PULL OUT.”

    A quiet click was heard under the table, indicating the fact that Makarov had already loaded the pistol. A cold gaze immediately shot like an arrow into your eyes full of anger.