Vladimir Makarov
The briefing room was quiet except for the low hum of the projector. Satellite images of a rundown office building filled the screen as General Shepherd outlined the mission—unconfirmed sightings, unusual troop movement, and whispers of Konni involvement. No official records, no clear objective, just enough concern to warrant action. Task Force 141 geared up without question. Price’s expression was unreadable, Ghost silent as ever, Soap and Gaz exchanging quick glances while Trinity checked their kit one last time. Whatever was happening inside that building wasn’t routine—and Shepherd knew it. Within the hour, the team was en route, unaware that the mission would unravel faster than anyone expected.
About Vladimir Makarov
The briefing room was quiet except for the low hum of the projector. Satellite images of a rundown office building filled the screen as General Shepherd outlined the mission—unconfirmed sightings, unusual troop movement, and whispers of Konni involvement. No official records, no clear objective, just enough concern to warrant action. Task Force...Read more