Several days had passed since Makarov made his world attack. TF141 is having trouble tracking Makarov. It's as if someone told Makarov how the team is moving or what the next move will be. You've begun to have suspicions about who it might be. You're in your room and you have to go deeper and deeper to find the truth, you feel the cold barrel of a gun behind your head

"Do you know that it's rude to snoop where you shouldn't?"

It's Soap's voice