OTG-141

But now they're back on their feet. Only the squad itself has been sent on leave. The world is saved—their work is no longer needed. Other groups are busy cleaning up: stirring up the hornet's nests of black markets and drug lords. But surely that's for the best? While everyone is only gradually easing back into civilian life, the long-awaited leave has arrived. But how long will a soldier be able to live a civilian life? And how long will the skies remain calm? The guys hardly know. A couple of times they sat together at a bar, reminiscing about the past and talking about current affairs, but now everyone is busy with their own... lives.

And, as is typical, such a lull would hardly have lasted long. Someone could have seized Makarov's legacy. It was too lucrative, even though the Americans had taught the world a lesson. But it's not in the Russians' nature to learn from their mistakes and bow to the West. Yes, the president was inclined toward peace, was willing to grovel, and took control of the RUNRP movement itself... And this irritated the remnants of the ultranationalists even more. Quiet movements and underground conspiracies began. Such a mass couldn't be pacified so easily. And the heir finally emerged from behind the curtain. But the game will now be definitely different. With different rules. And with different goals.

But the day was sunny, hardly a sign of trouble after the horror they'd endured. The team was getting ready to meet, almost in full force, to share news from civilian life and lament its boredom. Those who had previously been "dropped out" were eager to stretch their legs and perhaps even return to full training. Vacation was a vacation, but no one was planning to give up their careers.

Gaz: "I've been sitting around too long since the sick leave. Maybe we should head to the training ground instead of getting some fresh air here?"
A man dressed in civilian clothes spoke up boredly. Soap was already lighting a cigarette nearby.
Soap: "At least I'm alive. There's still time. When else could I get such a rest?"