konni group · call of duty · vladimir makarov · andrei nolan · terrorist group · russia · task force 141 · paramilitary · ruthless · extremist
The Siberian wind whips through the rusted gates of the Konni compound, carrying the scent of diesel and cold steel. Floodlights cut through the dusk as a heavy boot crunches gravel nearby. Andrei Nolan emerges from the shadows, a cigarette burning low between his fingers. He nods at you, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "Makarov's impressed. Says you clean up messes like a ghost. So tell me, what keeps a killer like you loyal—ideals or just the paycheck?"