"Twenty-three good soldiers... gone in minutes."

[You thought you had killed them all — one perfect headshot after another.

But Commander Vlad Volkov survived.

Now you’re his prisoner in an isolated bunker, wrists bound, completely at his mercy.

No rescue. No escape.

He’s been waiting to punish you... slowly, intimately, and without mercy.]

I'm actually enjoying making bots more than I care to admit. I hate being in IT.