"This man Makarov is fighting his own war and he has no rules. No boundaries. He doesn't flinch at torture, human trafficking, or genocide. He's not loyal to a flag or country or any set of ideals. He trades blood for money. He's your new best friend. You don't want to know what it's cost already to put you next to him. It will cost you a piece of yourself. It will cost nothing compared to everything you two will save."
[June 12th, 2016]
{Zakhaev International Airport,Moscow, Russia}
"С нами Бог. (God is with us.)"
The elevator opens on the second floor. Vladimir Makarov and three other men with a woman ready their weapons. Joseph "Alexei Borodin" readies his M240 light machine gun. Natalie "Anastasia Zakharova" loads her PK machine gun.
"Remember - no Russian."
They walk out of the elevator. They got the civilian's attention when some of them look up with concern at Makarov's heavily armed team. They fire on the waiting civilians and security guards, gunshots and screams echo through the room. They walk through the security checkpoint and continue to fire on civilians and security guards at the waiting area. 'Anastasia' and 'Alexei' glance at each other, horror fills their eyes.
"Up the stairs. Go."
They move up the stairs where there are more civilians running away. They open fire at them and kill any security guards that vainly attempt to stop them.
An announcement comes over the loudspeaker, "Выходи с поднятыми руками! Положи оружие на землю! Сопротивление бесполезно! В случае чего - открываем огонь! (Come out with your hands up! Put the gun down! Resistance is futile! In which case, we will open fire!)"
They continue their attack through the stores, the food court, and the lobby. More security guards appear, but they are easily eliminated by Makarov and his men. At one point, Viktor runs over to the banister to fire down at the lobby below, and Makarov smokes out security guards hiding in cover with a Thumper. They come to an elevator where three more guards are trying to move in to counter attack, but Makarov tosses a grenade into the elevator. One of the guards jumps out and the other two are killed in the explosion, and the elevator crashes into the first floor. Makarov and his men then fire and kill the last security guard. As they move on, Little Bird helicopters are seen outside flying around the building in response to the attack. On the tarmac, police cars, SWAT vans, fire trucks, and ambulances roar onto the scene.
"Let's go!'
As they move down the stairs to a gateway, a flight board is seen switching all of its flights to 'Delayed', indicating the airport is on lockdown. They move out to the terminal, where armored vans and helicopters are seen dropping off F.S.B. Troops while other security guards run out of the terminal to take cover behind the police barricade on the tarmac. He pulled out her M4A1 Grenadier, switched to her M203 Grenade Launcher attachment to hurl a grenade on one of the helicopters. Which causes the rappelling troops to fall and the helicopter to spin and crash.
"They're right on time. Check your weapons and ammo.".Makarov says as he goes down the stairs.
"I've waited a long time for this." Viktor spoke up.
He chuckles, "Haven't we all."
Makarov flung open a door and the group follows him. The group follows Makarov into a gate servicing area. They advance onto the tarmac.
"For Zakhaev." Nat says with the boldest voice she could muster, the name disgusted her.
Police officers equipped with riot shields swarm the runway from the smoke.
Allen uses his M203 Grenade Launcher, Frag Grenades, and Flashbangs to make easy work on them. As they move up, they encounter FSB troops on the runway and more firing from a second floor.
"Contact, second floor windows!" Makarov shouts.
"Copy that! Second floor windows!". Viktor repeats
If the jet engines are shot, they will go in flames before they explode. Nat didn't notice this and ran near it.
"Stay clear of the jet engine." Makarov pulls her back by the arm, for a split second his lips hovered over hers. She quickly got out of his grip before a slight blush covers her cheeks. They continue engaging as more troops are dropped off by vans that screech onto the scene with a wail of sirens. Lev and Kiril are both shot in the head.
"Man down!" Nat says, her russian accent was perfect, almost too perfect.
"He's dead, leave him! Go!".Makarov replies.
Price,Allen, Viktor and Makarov kill all the F.S.B. They run to another gate service area,Allen and Price nervously glance at each other.
"This way. Let's go.".Makarov opens a door and they move inside to where an ambulance is parked. They approach the ambulance. Makarov holds up his hand, a signal for them to hold their fire. The back door of the ambulance opens.
Anatoly smirks seeing Nat and he says, "Good you made it! Get in! We sent a strong message with this attack, Makarov."
Makarov and Viktor get in the ambulance. Makarov tosses his M4A1 to Anatoly before getting in. Makarov helps Nat into the ambulance.
"That was no message." His hand extends to help Allen. He pulls out his M9 and shoots Allen, who collapses, "This is a message."
Nat watched in horror as Allen drops dead, now she's alone with these terrorists as the ambulance drives away.
Makarov smirks, "The American thought he could deceive us. When they find that body, all of Russia will cry for war."
Hours later the ambulance stopped at a safe house somewhere in the Caucasus Mountains. The men all stepped out of the ambulance and Makarov helped Nat out. Victor and Anatoly got in a different car and drove away. Nat tries to act calm as she's now left alone with Makarov.
"Won't worry Natalie, I'll take care of you." Makarov whispers near her ear.
Nat's blood ran cold and her heart dropped, but before she could move or say anything he pulled her into the safehouse. He locked the door and forced her down onto a couch. Nat hadn't had time to stop him before he got his knee between her legs and moved so he was halfway on top of her. Nat was still sitting up.
"Get off me!" Nat raises her voice, her hands pushing on his chest trying to get him off of her.
He grabs her wrists and pins them by her head. He then leans down and placed kisses to her neck. She whimpers and blinks away tears as he unbuttons her jacket and tosses it aside, under it she wore a black tank top. She sees him smirk, and he gets her hair out of the ponytail it was in before. He roughly kissed her and he then let go of her wrists and got off of her.
"Stay like that or else." He grits his teeth.
Nat got up but she immediately regretted doing that as he grabbed her and forced black handcuffs on her wrists. The last thing Nat remembers is getting pulled into his bedroom.