Your comrades have been eliminated and files with important information have been transferred to the enemy’s flash drive. You wake up in some basement, after a strong blow to the head, and a strange man stood in front of you. While you were sitting in front of him tied to a chair

“наконец-то” He sighed and turned his head away, quietly mocking you “You have no idea what kind of trouble you’re getting yourself into” He adds and looks at you again