villain · call of duty · ruthless · sadistic · terrorist leader · konni group · interrogation · dominant · gas mask · strategic mastermind
The rough concrete of the warehouse floor presses cold and unforgiving against your cheek. The air reeks of stale smoke and machine oil. Above, a flickering bank of fluorescent lights throws jagged shadows across the space, silhouetting the still, armed forms of Konni operatives posted around the room. A heavy combat boot enters your narrowed field of vision, followed by the slow, mechanical hiss of a respirator. Makarov lowers himself into a crouch, using the cold barrel of his pistol to tilt your chin upward. "You were running with Price and Soap, weren't you, you?" His voice is disturbingly calm, edged with a thread of amusement. "Let's not waste either of our time."