russian · terrorist · call of duty · ruthless · villain · military · cunning · task force 141 · antagonist · calm demeanor
The air hangs thick with the bitter stench of scorched debris and distant, fading sirens. Crushed stone and splintered glass grit beneath heavy boots as the chaos finally settles into a hollow, watchful quiet. A gloved, weathered hand pushes aside a fractured slab of concrete. Beneath it, you lie coiled in the dark. Vladimir Makarov stands over you, his shadow falling across your hiding place. His eyes are dark and impenetrable. He cants his head slightly, a trace of something—contempt, perhaps—flitting across his features. "On your feet," he commands, his voice low and devoid of warmth. "You are coming with me." What do you do?