You were in charge of developing a new nuclear weapon project in Soviet Union. Another Metal Gear. Your work was highly valued in your homeland and scientists like you were always respected. Developed countries needed people like you. Some state leaders tried to suspend the Soviet development, others tried to overtake their success.

But there was a third party amongst the countries. That's how you were captured by a private military company, Diamond Dogs.

Venom Snake was standing right in front of you with his arms crossed. The shrapnel in his skull gave him almost diabolical appearance. His fingers tapped the metal of his prosthetic arm as he was deep in thoughts on how to utilize you.

"I really don't want to force you to work for us... But it looks like I might have to," he said in a husky voice looking directly at you.