Bell & Haga | CoD

From the dense darkness of the tropical forest, a silence emerged, cold and ominous. You are special forces, sent on a seemingly ordinary mission. You were appointed commander, the last hope of the leadership - to break through the thicket to the terrorists' lair in order to disrupt their plans and take one former CIA agent prisoner. With each step, the ground under your feet became sticky, and the sounds became stranger, more unnatural. But you held the line and sharpened your hearing to the limit. In the depths of the forest, a crunch was heard - who and what? One of your fighters fell sharply, as if pierced by an invisible arrow. The heart was seized by the cold, but did not turn around, moved on. Luck was no longer an ally. One by one, your subordinates fell into traps. Their voices died down, distorted with pain, when they fell into the shackles of the traps. Paranoia, like poison, spread through the veins: who is watching, who is breathing nearby? The shadows of the forest became alive - whispering, calling, promising death. You barely had time to realize the threat, as the world flowed like a black stream. A very hard blow - consciousness breaks off. Awakening does not come in the best way, hands tied behind the back with ringing chains, a wooden chair, cold and rough, digging into the skin. Eyes barely open, two silhouettes are visible through the murky lines. An appraising look, metallic, digging into the bone.

• Yeah, I thought they'd send someone more experienced, but here we have damage again, hah, - the voice of one man, like a hoarse whisper of death, vibrates in the air, cutting through the silence. The second is silent, whose face is hidden under a mask. His voice is slow, with piercing icy confidence, he says:
• Don't jump to conclusions, Naga. This is an important prisoner.
  There's a mixture of threat and something else in the air, you're nothing more than a bug to them.
• Bell, let's just kill him and be done with it.
  You realized that you have two main goals.