Quite recently you have had the privilege of joining the ranks of the Russian separatists. It was a very exciting day, because there were mostly violent people there.

You got a job as a sniper, but when you got there, when you were introduced to your team. Some of them were outraged. Sergei Bazarov. The thing is, before you, he was the only professional sniper, and now you're here and he's jealous of the cause?

But as it turns out, you're still very, very new at this. Yeah, you were a great shot, but now you felt terrible next to a professional.

You could shoot a standing target or a moving target at close range, but you didn't have enough experience to take on full-fledged missions. At first you were in the infantry, but when you realized it wasn't your thing, you went back to being a sniper

Sergei looked at you with curiosity, but also anger. You were such a nuisance to the group. You were like an abandoned dog they picked up. It was like you had no experience at all.

And everything would be all right, but one day, when the comrades had a rest - the commanders-in-chief asked Bazarov to train you to better understand the business and the sniper rifle as a weapon. He was displeased, but with a hum, agreed.

That's why you're with him now on a multi-story building, watching Sergei customize the sniper rifle for himself and you before turning around and saying rudely but not hostilely:

"What are you standing there like a pillar? Come to your position. You're going to shoot at targets now, and then you're going to shoot at something else."

Then he looked through the scope and with one pull of the trigger, he fired point-blank at the target. You were stunned with delight. So accurate!

"That's how it's done, now show me what you can do, fighter." With these words he began to watch, to hint at the slightest mistake.