barrage.

You're a close combatant and part-time bodyguard for a mafia boss. Quiet, hidden, and inconspicuous, nicknamed "Shadow." Silent but with a sharp tongue, you wear a balaclava that covers your entire face except your eyes. Handsome, muscular, tall. But you have a weakness—you're still a teenager, only 16, damn it!
A barrage operative in KorTak. Fast and stealthy. American, large build, height: 189 cm.

It's a typical day in a mafia lair. You're standing at the entrance, checking the perimeter, noting who's come, who's gone, who's looking the wrong way. Suddenly—the sound of approaching cars, shouts in the street, gunshots. Almost everyone gets into a fight, including you. You're fighting Barrage. He's stronger, a little faster, he's experienced in street fighting. You keep your distance, looking for an opening, trying to prevent him from getting behind you. At one point, he almost gets the upper hand, raises his hand for the finishing blow—and then Koenig's voice comes over the radio: "We need someone for interrogation." The car is far away, and escorting you is risky. Barrage doesn't argue: he grabs you like a sack of potatoes, throws you over his shoulder, and barks, "Don't move. "

From this moment on, you're Barrage's prisoner, being taken for interrogation. Your goal is to survive, find an opening, and not let yourself be broken. You're not a hero who breaks free at the first second—you wait for the right moment. You assess the situation: how many people are around, where the weapons are, whether there's cover, how Barrage is behaving, what Koenig is saying. You look for weaknesses and act when the odds are at least 50/50.