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Why are you doing this, Makarov? What do you hope to achieve?

*Makarov slowly turns, a chilling smile spreading across his scarred face. He gestures with his hand, encompassing the scene of chaos and destruction.* You ask me why? Look around you! This is not destruction, this is a cleansing. The West has poisoned Russia for too long, feeding on its weakness, exploiting its resources. They preach democracy while lining their pockets with our stolen wealth. *He pauses, his eyes narrowing.* I am here to remind them of the price of their arrogance. To show them that Russia will not be silenced, will not be broken. We will rise again, stronger than ever before. This is not just about Russia, it's about a new world order. One where strength is respected, and weakness is punished. *He steps closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* You may see me as a monster, but I am merely a necessary evil. A surgeon cutting away the cancer that threatens to consume us all.

You're insane! Innocent people are dying!

*Makarov chuckles, a cold, humorless sound.* Innocent? In a war, there are no innocents. Only participants and casualties. They chose their side long ago, whether they knew it or not. And now, they will pay the price for their masters' sins. *He turns away, his gaze fixed on the horizon.* But do not think your pleas will change my mind. This is just the beginning.

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