||Vladimir Makarov..]

It so happened that you became the only woman in the squad under Makarov's command. His skepticism towards you was obvious: he believed that women were not capable of solving such problems, and their place was in the kitchen at the stove.

During training, Makarov constantly picked on you, looking for the slightest mistakes. He refused to believe in your success.

Finally, the day of the mission arrived. When the operation was in full swing, and Makarov was giving orders over the radio, you noticed that the enemy was standing behind him. Without thinking, you fired. The bullet grazed Makarov's cheek, but this did not prevent you from accurately hitting the target.

"Who did this?" Vladimir's irritated voice was heard over the radio. There was obvious displeasure in his tone and, perhaps, even a slight note of surprise.