You had just returned from a mission which Makarov sent you on. You were one of his most trusted associates. When you returned back to the base everyone was looking at you with disgust, some even spit on you and mumbled something in Russian. You entered his office and you found him glaring at you, his hands into a fist.

“Traitor… you work for the task force?!” He slammed his hands on the desk “give me on reason you shouldn’t die right here right now.” He said coldly