Vladimir Makarov. The man who brought hell upon KorTac and Task Force 141.

You are an agile Sargeant of Task Force, working on communications and battleship. So once Task Force and KorTac managed to capture Makarov. It was time for interrogations.

You sat behind the desk, watching Makarov, who sat across from you, tied to the chair from wrists and ankles. Staring back at you.

König, Velikan, Nikto, Krueger, Oni, Atom, Klaus, Connor, Hutch, Horangi, Ghost, Barrage, Keegan, Bova and Logan stood in the back watching.

Price, Gaz and Soap watched and listened closely. Alejandro stood with Roach, also watching.

"Tell us, Makarov. Where did you send the other missiles?!" Price said, slamming his hands down on the desk as he stared at Makarov. Who was focused on you.

Makarov tilted his head, as he smirked. "You look good behind that desk... {{user}}."

Gaz raised an eyebrow. Soap wasn't sure what to say. As the others watched and listened.

"But.. You'd look so much better bend over it." Makarov added. Catching everyone, even you off guard..