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Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

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@LetMeDoStuff

I am in the process of writing, but I will only be able to post tomorrow at best...

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

@CaptainSully

Your post really reminds me of this...

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

@Sifter@Bee

Seeing as I did logo's for everyone else, here are yours. Use them...dont use them...it's cool either way

Pravda

Trojan

@CaptainSully

Thanks man, thank you very much! I will definitely use it!

Anyway, here's the next chapter in Kirill's fun time in Afghanistan.

Kirill's Wartime Tales II

Sgt. Kirill Gusakov
Latvijas Nacionālie bruņotie spēki (Latvian National Armed Forces)
Speciālo uzdevumu vienība (Special Tasks Unit)
International Security Assistance Force
Operational Mentoring and Liaison Team
"Wolverine"

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Combat Outpost "Pirtle-King", Kunar Province, Afghanistan
September 2010

They brought Robert out of the medical wing on a stretcher and rushed him towards the medevac Blackhawk that had just landed next to the base, waiting for them. "Hold on there, Dino!" Ozy said to Robert as he followed him, along with Kirill and the medic who were carrying the stretcher and another soldier who held the IV bag above Robert. Other US and ANA soldiers followed them closely behind as they darted through the base. Robert was tightly wrapped in a space blanket, so the only thing he could do in his drugged state was to turn his head toward Ozy and comically stick his tongue out, which was an action he soon regretted when they entered the cloud of dust created by the helicopters spinning blades.

"Stay strong, brother!" Kirill shouted to Robert as he handed his end of the stretcher to the US medics who got out of the helicopter. Smiling and waving with his right hand that he managed to get outside the blanket, Robert was put into the Blackhawk by the medics and was flown off to the field hospital back at FOB Bostick.

What happened to Kirill? Nothing happened to him - the bullets hadn’t penetrated. He was alright, just a little bit worried and shaken. He would also have bruises on his chest for the next few days, not that he would care about them. He never in his life got to find out how it felt to get shot, but that day he found out how it felt to see when one of your guys got hit. And when that happens, you have something to be nervous about.

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A crowd of soldiers had formed around Kirill and his two remaining comrades who were inspecting his damaged vest lying on a make-shift table while under a shelter from Afghanistan's scorching sun. The said shelter was simply a roof that was built around a corner of two high Hesco walls in the middle of the base, put there by its inhabitants a long time before the Latvians had even arrived to PK.

Still in his sweaty LATPAT fatigues and with a cigarette in his mouth, Kirill began removing the front ceramic plate from his vest. He managed to get it out and presented it to the crowd. Seeing the plate, different expressions could be heard from the spectators: "Oh, man." "Oohh, you were fookin' close there, mate." "Oh, shit!" There were two bullets in the plate, one was right in the spot where Kirill's heart would have been, the second one had hit at an angle, right at the edge of the plate, and had dug in deep.

"Yeah, you were fucking..." John chuckled. "Definitely fucking lucky." A British contractor pointed at the bullet that had hit at the angle: "That's still inner, innit?" Wanting to go gold hunting for the bullet and its fragments, the Brit took out his pocket knife and put his hand out. "Yup, should still be in there." Kirill said as he handed the guy his plate. The other soldiers began helping him.

Ozy felt uneasy. He went to Sao village with Kirill and Robert, but he wasn’t with them when the shooting began. And the contact ended as quickly as it had begun, asymmetrically – as usual. Even worse, one of his men got shot. He still had no clear idea of what had happened. “Kirill, tell me what happened out there? Where was the contact? Was it from long? From the cornfield, as usual?” He asked him in Latvian.

Ozy's question brought Kirill back out of his deep thoughts as he watched the guys tear his plate a new one. Looking at Ozy, Kirill began recalling his memory of what happened: "They were in several positions." Kirill pointed towards the bullets that the guys were trying to get out of his plate. "These ones came directly from the village. You know where the police post is? There was a village opposite it further up the hill. They were hiding in the bushes when they began firing." He took a breath from his cigarette and continued. "They shot from the village and..."

The Brit got one of the bullets out of Kirill's plate and presented it to him. "Here ya go, mate." Picking it up, Kirill said: "You ought to be kidding me." Taking a glance at the PKM bullet, he passed it on to the next soldier. "Shut the fuck up..." The soldier swore as he passed it to John who said: "You better take that thing home with you."

Looking back at Ozy, Kirill continued telling him his recount: "Like I said, they were firing from the village and then they also opened fire from the cornfield. From where they attacked us back in July."

Some of the soldiers noticed that there were some of the bullets fragments stuck in Kirill's vest and tried to get them out.

"Nobody from the villagers saw anything this time too? You couldn't answer back with fire either?”
Kirill was annoyed by Ozy's questions. “They saw. Oh, they saw. Hell, the ones who shot at us were probably the villagers themselves.” The second question actually hit a nerve. "And of course we couldn't fire back, there was fucking no one we could shoot at. You know how they operate; you can't even see them 'till it's already too fucking late." Pissed off, Kirill inhaled another round of toxic fumes from his cigarette.

After pulling it out from the plate, a soldier gave Kirill the other bullet. It was Soviet, high-quality, steel core, too. If they were unlucky, such 7.62mm rounds could pierce the standard plates used by the coalition soldiers. "I don't think that they like you, man." John jokingly said to him. "You think so?" Kirill sarcastically replied as he chuckled. As he kept inspecting the bullet, however, the realisation of how close he was to his own demise slowly crept up to Kirill and he gradually lost the grin on his face. He knew his job was dangerous and that he could die out here. But knowing that was different from feeling it. Puffing out the smoke from his cigarette that was nearing its end, he said: "It's my lucky day."

Kirill then proceeded to walk out of the shelter, into the view of Kunar Valley’s deadly beautiful mountainous landscape. He took a deep breath of the nature’s unfiltered air and listened to the ambience of the far away Kalashnikov gunfire miles away. After this moment, Kirill started sensing everything differently. He saw everything in a different way. He smelt everything in a different way. He heard everything in a different way. And, of course, Kirill felt differently. Maybe the bullet didn't kill Kirill directly, but it did kill the old Kirill Gusakov. This is where everything changed for him. Now Kirill knew why he would be fighting in Afghanistan and why he would keep fighting in Afghanistan in the future.

Kirill nodded to himself and turned back to his multi-national comrades who were watching him. He looked at his watch, then looked at them and sarcastically said:

"Today is September 6th, which, in reality, is actually my second birthday."

And then he smiled at them with his old smile, but, however, it felt different…

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Kirill Gusakov
PRAVDA

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Kirill felt pleased with Thomas's secure grip – a sign of a strong man. Thomas from the Philippines, he said. Kirill wasn't surprised in the least, afterall, the White Masks were a borderless problem, so they would require an international solution.

He started answering Kirill’s open-ended question. “There are many things to consider...” With his full attention on the Filipino, Kirill hadn't noticed the man who had approached them, or more precisely, Thomas specifically. It was the veteran Rainbow operator Franklin Edwards, also known as Sonar, one of the operators Thatcher told them to pay special attention to. Without holding back, he ran two fingers across Thomas's face, scooping up some of the cam-cream he had applied and light-heartedly scolded him for using it. Kirill raised an eyebrow. While it was light-hearted and was aimed at Thomas, it felt like Kirill was the one who was offended. "Precious cam-cream? I could get a tube for less than 3 euros. Looks like someone doesn't know the meaning of words like deficit item or toilet paper shortages." he thought. Why toilet paper? Even Kirill didn't know, maybe something to do with his days the army.

Post-Soviet mentality aside, Kirill didn't like seeing Thomas's personal space getting invaded so easily, rather hypocritical of someone like him, he knew. Besides, they weren't rookie privates who had to follow the uniform guideline to the letter. They were operators who had the freedom to choose whatever they wanted to use if it would help them and there was a good reason for that freedom. Seemingly to spare Thomas from further embarrassment in front of the operators who were arriving, Franklin left them to just be approached by Jessica, another veteran member, who asked him if they would be using M16's for today. He acknowledged that. “Well, there goes the idea of using the Maschinenpistole” Kirill had no problem with using other weapons, but he didn't see the M16 system as the best CQB choice there was. This encounter also gave Kirill a first impression of Franklin. In his eyes, he was a clear image of what a leader should be. He wouldn’t be surprised to see him as a squad leader.

Thomas was left a little bit bewildered, but just shrugged it off. "No crying over spilled milk." he said. Kirill didn't take it as sign of weakness, but as a sign of strong will.

Thomas first pointed their attention towards the interactions of every operator in the room, mentioning their many differences and expressing doubts of their ability to work in a cohesive group. Then, with a wave of his hand, he redirected their attention towards the building and talked about it's possible entry and breaching points and their importance. As a breacher himself, Kirill couldn't find him agreeing with Thomas more. Also knowing the layout of the building and other info would be critical. Thomas then proceeded to give Kirill the Rainbow report that he had already acquainted himself with back when he met Six. Thomas reminded him of what danger the White Masks would be. They were similar, yet, much unlike the Taliban and the mafia that Kirill found himself combating earlier. He would probably find himself dusting off his old knowledge and experience from Afghanistan to combat them, no matter how much he wanted to bury it.

”What about you, any thoughts? Anything to add that I might have missed?” a smirk found itself on Thomas's face "Even if it’s about the Cam-cream feel free..."

Kirill smiled back to Thomas as he used his index finger to pull up a portion of his balaclava from his neck, revealing it's white skull. This balaclava was a gift from his comrades at Aitvaras back in Afghanistan. After pulling the portion back down into its former position, Kirill began talking: "You just mentioned everything we can gather about the building for now. We will have to know the objective and get more information before we could proceed doing any further planning."

"We'll probably be briefed about the layout of the structure, if not then we should be given time for recon. If even that won't be the case and we'll have to go in blind, which I wouldn't like, I think everyone here has a trick up their sleeve to help the team. That’s why we're all here in Rainbow. Under the correct circumstances and if we know everything we need, we should be able to clear this construction in less than three minutes. That would be my estimate."

"You're also right about everyone here being different. For example, a law enforcement officer and a soldier is trained to use different tactics and has a different mentality. Not mentioning the many cultural and religious differences that affects how everyone here works.” Kirill paused for a moment, lost in thought. “Naturally, every person also has a different personality. So I have to say that you shouldn’t expect us to work like clockwork during this mission. But hey, that's the point of these exercises. They are not here to improve our brute strength or our shooting precision, they are around 70 percent based on testing and improving how well can we use our heads and be able to work in a team during high-stress situations. Especially if the team is made up with operators from different backgrounds like ours is."

"We'll make it. I have no doubts about that. But the question is can we do it without sustaining any casualties?" He handed the report back to Thomas. "Because I also think that after Bellagio, Rainbow will definitely cook up some catch for us right here."

After sighting for a bit, Kirill said: "You said that we have to get to know each other right now, right? How about we start with the old guard to break the ice. Thatcher said that we should pay attention to everything they say." While he said that, Kirill began moving backwards, swiftly turning around and moving towards Vue and Sonar who were walking further away from Kirill and Thomas.

"Jessica and Franklin, correct? I am Kirill Gusakov from Latvia's Criminal Police. Pleased to meet you and be in your care." Just like with Thomas, Kirill invited them to a handshake with his right hand, starting with Jessica.

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Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Made this in my spare time to flesh out the character and improve my writing skills.

Kirill's Wartime Tales I

Sgt. Kirill Gusakov
Latvijas Nacionālie bruņotie spēki (Latvian National Armed Forces)
Speciālo uzdevumu vienība (Special Tasks Unit)
International Security Assistance Force
Operational Mentoring and Liaison Team
"Wolverine"

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Combat Outpost "Pirtle-King", Kunar Province, Afghanistan
July 2010

The Skype call had connected and Kirill saw his wife’s face pop up in the middle of the screen. "Hey." He immediately greeted her. "Hey, honey." The two lovers smiled at each other, separated by approximately 5000 kilometres. They hadn’t spoken in quite some time.

Kirill was speaking to his wife while outside in the base and she was talking to him while laying down on their bed in their house back in Kadaga. He had sat down on the ground and was resting against a Hesco wall. The only light source that lit Kirill's face was the light from his laptop's monitor. There were also some background noises of American troops who were also outside, chatting near Kirill. Kirill could only speak with his wife during the night, since that was the only time the Taliban wouldn't dare to attack.

"Where's Eduard?" He asked, surprised that his four years old son wasn't there to greet him as usual. "He was tired today, so he went to sleep. How are you feeling?" Having looked down for second, Kirill bit his lower lip and said: "Not that good." Surprised, his wife asked: "Why is that?" He usually wouldn't say that, even when he really felt bad. Kirill looked up and chuckled. "I don't think that I understand what I am doing here anymore."

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It had already been three months since Kirill first stepped on Afghan soil in April. In Afghanistan, the Latvian soldiers were stationed in four bases: Maymana and Mazar-i-Sharif in the north, Kabul and Bostick, which was located near Afghanistan's eastern border with Pakistan, in the mountainous Kunar Province. Kunar hosted just short of around 40 Latvian soldiers, however, along with the neighbouring Nuristan and the southern Helmand and Kandahar provinces, Kunar had proven itself to be one of the most dangerous regions in all of Afghanistan. This was because of its border with Pakistan. The Taliban very easily used the mountainous paths that were practically uncontrollable to smuggle fighters and weapons from Pakistan into Afghanistan. On the other side of the coin, Pakistan's Khyber Pass was NATO's lifeline for supplying the coalition forces, the ISAF, in Afghanistan with around 80% of all supplies brought by road passing through it. Both sides needed control in this region to survive and they were willing to do anything to get it.

In Kunar, the Latvians, also known as the Wolverines, were divided amongst multiple outposts - from the northern OP Mice to the southern OP Bari Alai. All of these outposts were there to protect a major stretch of an unpaved road that led through the province. This road, in some plans it was very important; in others, not so much. Despite this, the road, in a sense, was the front line for the soldiers.

Kirill was stationed in COP Pirtle-King, nicknamed PK by its inhabitants. It was located down south, just before Bari Alai. The outpost was named after two of the three US soldiers that died during the infamous attack on Bari Alai in May of the previous year. A force of around a hundred Taliban fighters had attacked the Observation Post protected by 32 soldiers, mostly from the Afghan National Army. The fatalities were heavy with three US soldiers, alongside three ANA soldiers, with another 12 being taken hostage, and two Latvian soldiers. This attack shook the Latvian society and made many Latvian troops who went to Afghanistan to volunteer to be stationed in Kunar, this included Kirill.

These soldiers had severely underestimated the situation in Kunar and weren't fully prepared for the storm that they were throwing themselves into. Kirill's unit saw heavy action during all of the months before July, when the elections and Ramadan happened. Kirill's first week itself proved as his most intense one with him getting into combat just 3.5 hours after arriving into Pirtle-King and getting into constant firefights for the next seven consecutive days. This meant that the Latvian forces weren't able to do what they came here to do in the first place: mentor and train the Afghan troops. They had to concentrate their efforts on their survival during these months: both theirs and the Afghans. Yet, the Afghans never showed any incentive to seriously listen to their new trainers.

This is what led him up to this point, when Kirill began questioning if they would really be able to mentor the ANA forces.

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She began feeling worried about him. “How so?”

"See, honey. Here in Afghanistan, there's this philosophy, these people, how they live here." Kirill paused for a second, pondering which example to pick. "Just a few days ago, before leaving the base with the Afghan and American forces, I talked to an Afghan squad leader. I told him: "Come on, we're leaving at seven. I need you to prepare weapons, food and water, so that it's all in your vehicle when we go." So, a little bit later I go to see him, but he's just sitting there, calmly chatting, blabbering away. I ask him: "Hey, why aren't you getting ready?" "For what?" He asks. People like him believe that Allah will take care of everything for him. If he's got Allah, he doesn't need anything else. If Allah has decided, then it will be so. If he doesn't have water, well then he doesn't put in any water. He drives out and tells me: "Hey, I don't have any water." Even though, I had just told him to prepare. But then he drives out and says he doesn't have any water. Then, of course, my superior went out, took a water pack, and said: "Here's your water." "Oh, Allah took care of everything."" She could see how angry Kirill was over the whole situation by looking at his annoyed face that avoided eye contact for a short bit. Kirill continued his ranting.

"They aren't interested in our efforts, they physically don't need them. One day, a reporter from our state TV came here to Kunar to interview us and asked me if there were any improvements... I couldn't say that there were any improvements, because what I understood as improvements was not what the Afghanis understood as improvements. All the paths, all the roads that I have seen in Afghanistan had existed here for thousands of years. I can even feel it. You walk across a rock and you can see that it's been polished by people's feet. How many years do you have to walk across a rock to do that? Hundreds, maybe even thousands. If even a rock is polished when they walk on that trail, then what kind of improvements can we be possibly talking about?”

“And what about the Taliban?” She curiously questioned Kirill about them. He didn’t usually talk about them much, but the news back in Latvia kept talking about how the Taliban were not going away and kept mentioning all the bombing that were happening in Kabul. 2010 would eventually become one of the bloodiest years in Afghanistan.

“The Taliban? They’re easy. They work really simply. We're the ones doing "Star Wars." They take aim at the PK, work it up, shoot it up. Then they go into cover, move away and retreat and no devil will get them. That's it, they're covered. Then they move back along the path, deep into the valley. They work according to the methods of their forefathers. And those methods work, and they're effective precisely because we live in Star Wars and in Star Wars you can't beat these guys.”

“You’re not afraid of them?”

“I was, in the beginning. But then I remembered that I was Special Forces and that wouldn’t fit the bill, so I quickly got used to it.” Kirill sarcastically answered, before he made one of his signature smiling faces. “Enough talking about me or this damned place. How’s life back in Kadaga?”

Kirill's confidence reassured his wife. "They say the economy has recovered and has become stable, so when you return home in December you will be able to leave the SUV and join the Military or State Police like how you wanted back then." Kirill had actually kept thinking about doing that after returning from Afghanistan. "That would be nice. But I was asking about you two."

"Well, your mother has moved in and takes Eduard from the kindergarten and watches over him while I am working. I don’t know about your father, but she prays for your safety every night. Uh, I seem to have hit a snag on the project I am trying to push and I am trying everything I can to get it accepted. Also, Eduard’s caretaker tells me that he is rather smart for his age and has a very high potential when grows up. What else… Oh, your brother writes that he is proud that you went to Afghanistan on social media. He also seems to have gotten that job and moved to UK..."

Kirill was happy to hear that everything was going smoothly back home, unlike here. Smiling, he stated:

"You guys are my heroes."

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

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Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Kirill Gusakov
PRAVDA

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"That moment"

Riga, Latvia

It was that moment which divides day from night. Kirill and his son were standing at the 11. November embankment, watching the Daugava River as it flowed through the heart of the city, reflecting the orange glow from the setting sun. It was around this time that Kirill was expecting his ex-wife to start calling and asking why hasn't he brought Eduard back already.

While Helios was saying his farewell to this side of the planet for the night, Kirill would have to do the same to his son, the main difference being that Kirill wouldn't be back by the morning. Last time he did this, Eduard was just five and didn't understand where his father was going; just that he wouldn't be back for another eight months, like the previous two times.

After gaining the courage, he turned to his son. "In two days I will be abroad for some time. It will be longer than usual, so I won't be able to spend time with you like we usually do." Eduard immediately looked at his father, realising that something was wrong. "Where are you going?" He asked nervously. “Its work related. They need my help over there." Kirill dodged answering the actual question. After all, he couldn't reveal where he was going or what he was going to do to anyone who didn't have the clearance for this information, especially his family. "When will you come back?" Eduard realised that he wouldn't be able to get anything other than that out of his father, hell, even that he might not tell. "In a few months, I think. But I don't know for how long I will be able to remain here before I will have to go back." Kirill leaned on the rail and looked at the flowing water for a few seconds.

He looked back at Eduard, smiling. Although he was 12, Kirill felt that his son was old enough for him to be blunt. And then just like that, Kirill said in plain Latvian: "If something happens and I don't come back... Take care of your mother, alright?"

Lielvarde Military Airfield, Keguma County, Latvia

It was so early that the sun hadn't begun rising. The silence of night had attracted thousands of cricket chirps that filled the area around the airfield, but that soon changed with the loud sound of a landing jet. The Lielvarde Military Airfield was just an hour’s drive away from Riga. This is where the Latvian Air Force was stationed. The airfield was rather small compared to other Baltic military airfields and had only had one lane for taking off and landing. The only aircraft present were some Latvian Mi-17s, American Blackhawks and Chinooks, two polish Mig-29s and a couple of Hungarian Gripens, not mentioning the black jet that had just landed and was taxiing into the hangar where Kirill was.

Kirill stood there in his black uniform wearing a green beret. On his right shoulder he had slung over a large duffle bag that contained his personal items and in his left hand he held a black hard shell case that contained his weapons. Next to him was his commander. He was one of the few original Omega members left and was a man that Kirill had grown to have a lot of respect for.

"I guess this is where we part for now, Gusakov." The commander said, as they were looking at the jet. Although the commander had signed the papers that allowed Kirill to join Rainbow, as per instruction from above, it was Kirill who knew more about who he was going to work for now, despite their difference in rank and authority. Putting down his items, Kirill turned to his commander and saluted him. "Gods kalpot Latvijai un Omegai!" Kirill shouted as the commander saluted him back. After lowering their arms, they shook hands and exchanged smiles. Having picked up his items, Kirill steadily went towards the plane. "Make your country proud!" Shouted the commander as Kirill walked further away from him. A small smirk appeared on Kirill’s face. "I will sir, I will." He whispered to himself.

"People just like you"

Latvian State Police HQ, Riga. A few weeks earlier.

"Now, if you won't accept this. That's not a problem. I have a looong list of people who would be willing to do this."

The African-American woman, somewhere in her late-50s, had put a large emphasis on the word long. Kirill stood in a glass office made for conferences, alone. The woman was speaking to him in English trough a large TV. She had requested to have this meeting with Kirill and clearly had much more authority than any person Kirill had ever seen.

“With all due respect, ma'am, I just want to know what I am getting into." His accent was creeping into his speech. "All you need to know for now is that you can help me stop some of the most dangerous and vile people to our society that are currently out there." After a brief pause, she continued. "There is a file provided on the table. Read it."

The file had a big red CLASSIFIED taking up all of the front cover. Picking up the document and running through its initial pages, Kirill turned pale by what he had read. Stopping after a few pages, he looked at the woman who was watching him. "These men are behind Bellagio?" The woman nodded. "If what's in this file is correct, then how are you planning to stop them?"

"Right now, the watchmaker is asking me how a watch works." The woman took another pause, this one felt a lot more serious. In fluent Russian, she said to Kirill:

"Если не для мира, тогда сделай это, чтобы защитить свою страну и своего сына".

Kirill had no idea who the woman was, but she clearly knew a lot about him. She probably even had access to his classified file - GDPR wouldn’t be able to help him here. For some reason, Kirill felt like the whole ordeal was making a deal with the devil.

Kirill was already sitting in the plane's warm cabin. Its crew was in the process of preparing for taking off. Kirill asked the pilot who was passing him: "Excuse me, where are we going again?" "England, sir." The pilot stopped and looked at Kirill. "Ah, thank you." Kirill nodded and the pilot continued going toward the cockpit.

"It won't be a long flight then." Kirill thought to himself. After the pilot spoke with the tower, they began moving towards the runway. After the plane took off, Kirill took a hard long look through the window at the Latvian soil illuminated by the rising morning sun. He understood that he won't be able to see this view for some time now.

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Hereford Base, England

When Kirill got out of the truck, he stood tall. The reception wasn't something to go write home about, even if Kirill didn't take Thatcher’s speech to heart. He has been through less welcoming welcomes. He was more worried that he had seen only seen unfamiliar faces; some of the operators were much older than him, others - younger. But he understood that all of them were the global elite and were just as good as him - if not more. But the whole atmosphere was off, it was clear that many people weren't even interested in greeting each other. Because of that Kirill just took his envelope and went to the Eastern Wing. There was clearly going to be a division between the newcomers and the veterans for some time now.

He chuckled to himself when he saw his new nom de guerre: "Pravda". He got the reference, but the Latvian newspaper was called "Cīņa", however, he was sure that they wouldn't be able to spell it correctly anyway.

When he opened his door, his eyes were wide open. The place was pretty much an apartment. Hell, one could almost forget that he were at one of the most well-defended and secretive facilities in the world. It was very well equipped for what it was. There was a bathroom, a kitchen with a fully stocked fridge that Kirill found himself checking before everything else, desk with a computer and enough free workspace put more stuff there, two steel cupboards, a TV, a single bed. But Kirill was even more surprised to see that there was enough floor space for him to freely move around the room.

He took off his boots and placed his stuff next to his bed, sat down on it and thought to himself for a second. Afterwards, he began unpacking his stuff out of the bag and settling into the room. He turned on the TV and put it on BBC worldwide, hoping that the TV licence was paid for. He put his own Toughbook next to the provided computer and a couple of files that were given to him by Six previously on the table - his reading materials for the night. As the heavy rain poured down outside, he took a shower and got into his leisure wear for the rest of the night.

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*GASP*

Kirill jolted awake in the bed and looked around the room, sweat rolling down his face. After calming down, he looked at his phone. It was two hours before his alarm would go off. Putting the phone down, Kirill looked at the ceiling for a while before getting up. After his regular morning warming-up routine, Kirill had a shower and made himself some breakfast with a cup of coffee.

At 6:00AM, Kirill heard knocking and yelling down the corridor: "Up and at 'em. Fifteen minutes to get your arse's to the South Wing before someone drags you there! Wear combat dressings. All equipment is in the armory within the South Wing. Grab your stuff when instructed and prepare. It's training time, lads and lasses."

"Show time..." Kirill thought to himself. He was already wearing his uniform, so it was a matter of just putting on the rest of the gear and fastening it down tightly. He walked out of his room wearing all of his gear, sans the mask that was rolled down on his neck and the helmet that he held in his left hand.

He walked over to the South Wing at a steady pace. When he arrived there, he saw a large one-story building and three men, two of talking. Just by glimpse at the building, Kirill knew: MP5 and flash grenades should be on his load out for today. Not wanting to interrupt them he went to the third guy, a Filipino, who was walking around looking at the large construction, making a plan in his head like Kirill was doing.

Standing behind him, Kirill put his right hand up behind Thomas and, after hesitating for a brief moment, tapped him on his left shoulder. "Good morning! Kirill, Latvia. But you should call me Pravda." Kirill said that as he lowered his arm for a handshake and waited for the man to introduce himself.

"Thoughts?" Kirill asked Thomas, pointing towards the kill-house with his head.
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Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Pravda

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“Soldier, police officer – those are professions. A fighter – it’s a feature of character. But a warrior – that’s a state of spirit and a way of life. To do my job properly means to be a warrior.”

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Name
Kirill Gusakov

Operator Alias
Pravda

Age
32

Gender
Male

Nationality
Latvian

Date of birth
May 4, 1986

Birthplace
Riga, Latvian SSR, USSR (now Republic of Latvia)

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OMEGA

About OMEGA

OMEGA is Latvia's main counter-terrorism unit. It is the most secretive unit of the Ministry of the Interior and is the elite of Latvian Special Forces. Created in 1992 to protect aircrafts from hijacking, the unit quickly grew both in size and tasks under its commanders - seasoned veterans of OMON and KGB Spetsnaz. While originally the unit was under the control of the Security Police, in 2003 it was reorganised and went under the jurisdiction of the State Police (specifically Criminal Police). However, this didn’t change their focus as a counter-terrorism unit. Their usual objectives are releasing hostages, disarming of explosives, as well as detaining particularly dangerous criminals, killers, armed robbers, drug traffickers amongst other high-risk tasks. The unit is part of the EU’s ATLAS network.

Appearance

Kirill's Appearance

Kirill is a 1,80 meters tall Caucasian male of athletic build. He has gray eyes and brown hair. His body is well toned from constant training and has some body hair. Kirill has a tattoo of an auseklis symbol on his left shoulder.

In the field, Kirill wears the same weathered gear he used while serving in OMEGA: a black combat uniform, FAST helmet with a skull balaclava and MSA Sordin headset, black bulletproof vest with groin and deltoid protectors, Oakley Pilot gloves, a tactical load bearing belt, knee pads and black LOWA Zephyr boots without mentioning the countless pouches, patches and other gear.

Back at base, what Kirill wears depends on whether he is training or just relaxing. If it’s the former, then most of the time he will wear his worn-out combat uniform with either the regular combat shirt or a black T-shirt that has the word POLICIJA (Police) in bold yellow on the back and his LOWA boots. If it's the latter, then most of the time you will find him wearing shorts with different T-shirts or polo shirts and a pair of sandals or other casual clothes.

While Kirill has a slight Russian accent when speaking Latvian, it is much more noticeable when he is speaking English.

Psychological Report
Kirill has a simple, yet strong motivation - do a good deed. When faced with hardship, he clenches his teeth and pushes forward. He knows his job is an early ticket to grave and has no problem dying if it means saving innocent lives. Just like OMEGA, Kirill sees Team Rainbow as a family that he will spend a long time with. Therefore he wants to know and be able trust every member of Rainbow.

He has seen and felt the horrors of war and his fight with the Taliban and the Russian mafia has left him with deep psychological scars that keep haunting him. This can be seen with his thousand-yard stare and smiles, that although are frequent, disappear as quickly as they appear.

He spends a good part of his free time on the base training and keeping his body fit to make sure that there would be no hiccups in the field. The rest he spends either studying as much as he can about the White Masks or socializing and spending time with other members of the Rainbow Team. Kirill also often keeps in touch with his son, with whom he avoids talking about his job.

Relationships
This will be updated more in detail as the RP goes along.

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Stance in Combat
Attacker > Defender

Operator Equipment
HK G36KV3 - Primary
A special variant of the famed G36 platform designed for usage by the Latvian Army. It can be distinguished from other G36K variants by the KV collapsible stock, unique top mounting rail, XM8 inspired controls and a longer barrel. Kirill uses the rifle with an Aimpoint CompM3 red dot sight.

HK MP5A5 - Primary
Standard issue weapon of OMEGA. The MP5 is one of the most famous and beloved submachine guns used by counterterrorism operators in the world. Kirill uses a heavily modified MP5A5 with an EOTech holographic sight, sound suppressor, flashlight and a laser sight.

SIG Sauer P226 – Secondary
Standard issue sidearm of OMEGA. A well-known pistol of German origin, the weapon is in use by many Special Forces like SAS and Navy SEALs. Kirill uses the original West German version with an added flashlight.

Flashbang - Primary Gadget
Breaching charge - Secondary Gadget

Operator Ability
Information Warfare

"What the ancients called a clever fighter is one who not only wins, but excels in winning with ease." - Sun Tzu

About Information Warfare

Having experience with fighting terrorist and criminal cells, Kirill considers having the upper hand in information warfare and being able to outsmart his enemy very seriously.

Similarly to Caveira, Kirill is able to "interrogate" downed enemies. To help him do this, Kirill is able to use his skills in sambo to take down enemies non-lethally. When interrogating an enemy, he has two choices:

Information gathering
When interrogating, Kirill can get intel about the correct amount of enemies present from his captive, but not their exact position. Also, if the whereabouts of the objective aren't known for some reason, then the interrogation will reveal its location. Depending on who he interrogates, Kirill can also learn extra information from the captive.

Disinformation
When interrogating, Kirill can force his captive to give false information to their team over the radio. With this, for example, he can make ambushers focus on incorrect points, leaving them open for flanking and can make roamers rush incorrect positions, leading them into an ambush or using it as a chance to slip past them undetected.

Naturally this process leaves him vulnerable for attacks, so he must be careful when he performs the interrogation. Also disinformation doesn't work if the enemy side knows that their ally is being interrogated by Kirill, this means that there cannot be any witnesses who have seen the downed enemy. Also, disinformation can't work if the enemies’ comms channels are jammed, however, jamming the comms after disinformation is in effect can actually boost its effectiveness, since the enemies won't able to receive correct status updates afterwards. Also, for reasons of logic... Kirill can’t interrogate bombers.

Unlike Caviera, Kirill doesn't kill the interrogated enemies, instead, he knocks them out and zip-ties them. However, when left unattended, the captured enemies can be freed by the defenders if found. Also, if the enemy was downed from gunfire, there is a chance that they can bleed out over time.

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Biography
Born in 1986 and growing up in one of the poorest districts of Latvia's capital, Kirill was a witness to the rise in crime and lawlessness that struck the newly independent Baltic republic in the early 1990s. As a young child, this made him hope of one day becoming a police officer that would bring order to the chaos. As he matured, however, his dreams and interests changed, but his morality and ability to differentiate between right and wrong remained.

His life took a sharp turn when he turned 18, in the form of a knock on his door. Opening it, two men in army fatigues stood in front of Kirill and he found himself drafted into the Armed Forces. Latvia had joined NATO the same year, but the military conscription would still go on for two years. After finishing basic training, Kirill was stationed in Camp Ādaži for the next two years. Though he made for a passable soldier in the beginning, with the help of an officer who took a liking to him, Kirill eventually trained to become something of an example for his peers. It was also in Ādaži where Kirill befriended the woman who would eventually become his fiancée.

As his two year mandatory military service ended, he decided to continue working in the Armed Forces under a professional contract with paid higher education. It was also around this time that his son would be born, with his new family moving into a house in Kadaga.

Two years later, the 2008 financial crisis would hit and the fastest growing economy in the European Union would quickly become its poorest one. Unable to support his family with his current wage, Kirill would need to quickly find a way to earn more money. Instead of leaving the military like many of his colleagues and trying to find a better paying job in the unstable job market, Kirill went for a pay raise by joining the now thinned Special Forces - the Special Tasks Unit (SUV).

In April of 2010, Kirill went to Afghanistan for 8 months as part of a Latvian Operational Mentoring and Liaison Team (OMLT) for ISAF. His unit was stationed alongside troops from US army's 101st Airborne Division in Afghanistan's infamous Kunar Province.

While most Latvian soldiers would talk about how they went to Afghanistan to help the civilian population against the Taliban (which really was what they were doing), in reality most of the soldiers that volunteered for the high-risk missions did it for the high pay raise for participating in such international missions. Not knowing this, most of Kirill's family, including his wife, supported his decision to go to Afghanistan, except for Kirill's father - a veteran of the Soviet-Afghan War.

Back in Ādaži, they had simulated and played many possible scenarios that could occur in Afghanistan, both with the civilian population and the Taliban. However accurate and realistic these imitations were, they could never truly prepare a soldier for they would actually face in Afghanistan.

The Kunar Valleys location next to the Pakistani border, especially Khyber Pass, made it a popular Taliban smuggling route for weapons and fighters. Because of this, attacks on the base were a weekly and sometimes even a daily occurrence. This had forced Kirill to get used to a banal routine of being ambushed or attacked at any given time - be it while patrolling in the mountains, walking through a local village or sleeping in his underwear at the base.

It was in Kunar where Kirill realised what war really was - a separate world where all of his morals and everything that he once learned in peacetime would be put to a reality check. Of course, everything was true, but there were nuances. And it was these nuances that were the most valuable things that Kirill gained. Now he knew what was what and had his own opinion about how things should look like and how much they would all cost.

OMLT "Wolverine" with 101st Airborne, Kunar Valley, Afghanistan, 2010

Kirill returned to Afghanistan a few months later, now against the wishes of his wife who noticed that something in him had begun to change. This time he found himself in Zabul Province, serving under the command of the Lithuanian Special Operations Force's elite unit Aitvaras as part of an agreement between Latvia and Lithuania. In Kunar, Kirill's unit’s main objective was to help the Afghan Army defend a critical road for the NATO, but here the Lithuanians were on the offensive by hunting down any Taliban forces they could find. This perfectly suited Kirill who wanted payback for all the innocent civilians and his American friends that the Taliban killed in Kunar. They famously used dirt-bikes to cross the rocky mountains and perform hit and run attacks on known Taliban positions during night-time. This earned them fear from the Taliban and the nickname "Hells Angels" by the Americans (that and all the infractions they earned for dangerous driving inside the base).

Overall, he spent two tours with the LITHSOF in Afghanistan that caused a heavy falling out with his wife. He soon left the Armed Forces, hoping that he could mend the relationship with his spouse, but it was all in vain and soon his wife filed for divorce. Kirill knew from the very beginning that it was clearly his fault for how he mistreated his family with long absence in Afghanistan. His little "war on terror" had resulted in nothing more than piles of countless corpses in Afghanistan and him losing the one he cared the most for.

He spent the next year in rebound, working at a shipyard in Riga and eventually began dating his former childhood sweetheart, but they broke two years later.
In June, Kirill signed up as a candidate for a position at OMEGA, Latvia's premiere counter-terrorism unit. The selection lasted for three days and was open to anyone up to the challenge. However it was extremely tough to everyone who came: civvies cracked under the pressure, the police officers didn't have the necessary physical ability while the soldiers usually failed the psychological tests. There were 18 candidates and just 7 free spots. Despite this, only 4 men passed the selection, Kirill was one of them. However, to get into OMEGA was one thing, but to survive there was a whole other ordeal. It took 2 years of retraining and specialisation before Kirill would be put into a team and taken to operations. It took months of hard work just to earn his teammate's trust and respect. With that came his final test: a mock simulation of a terrorist attack on the Riga HES. Eliminating the terrorists and stopping the attack, Kirill passed the test with flying colours. This earned him the coveted Green Beret and a permanent position on OMEGA's roster.

Kirill speaking with an Estonian colleague during ATHOS 2016, Tallinn, Estonia, 2016

Although OMEGA was a counter-terrorism unit first and foremost, the lack of terrorist acts on Latvian territory (3 in the last 20 years) made the unit focus on other high-risk situations: apprehension and elimination of highly dangerous threats, hostage rescue, execution of high-risk raids, searches, arrests, protection of VIPs, etc. OMEGA's "clientele" usually included armed psychopaths, serial killers, bank robbers, small gangs and, most prominently, the Russian Mafia. The Mob had its hands in everything from document forgery and protection rackets to drug, arms and human trafficking. Worst of all, many times their men were veterans from Afghan, Chechen, Yugoslav, Georgian and even Ukrainian conflicts, some of them being former members of the Spetsnaz, which made them a much more dangerous threat than what Kirill had previously faced.

If the Taliban had showed Kirill how horrible and destructive mankind could be for a belief, then the Bratva had showed him that they even less humane for money which motivated him on a much more personal crusade against the organisation. Unlike Afghanistan where there were bad bad guys and "our" bad guys, here Kirill clearly knew who the good and the bad guys were, who was in the wrong and who was in the right - there was no gray zone in the middle and Kirill knew that he was doing the right thing.

The appearance of White Masks whose motivation was unknown and did not discriminate who their victims were was the primary cause of why Kirill accepted the invitation to Team Rainbow after the Bellagio Hotel incident - to make sure that they could not live long enough to perform an attack on Latvian soil.

Training and Experience
Training:
2nd Infantry Battalion
NBS SUV
Counter-Terrorism Unit OMEGA

Relevant Experience:
War in Afghanistan
Summer Shield X
Flaming Sword 2012
ATHOS 2016

Family
Father - Vladimir Gusakov (Deceased)
Mother - Oksana Gusakova (Alive)
Brother - Alexander Gusakov (Alive)

Son - Eduard Gusakov (Alive)

Theme Song

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Finally!

Pravda

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“Soldier, police officer – those are professions. A fighter – it’s a feature of character. But a warrior – that’s a state of spirit and a way of life. To do my job properly means to be a warrior.”

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Name
Kirill Gusakov

Operator Alias
Pravda

Age
32

Gender
Male

Nationality
Latvian

Date of birth
May 4, 1986

Birthplace
Riga, Latvian SSR, USSR (now Republic of Latvia)

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Special Forces Group
Latvian State Police
Counter-Terrorism Unit

OMEGA

About OMEGA

OMEGA is Latvia's main counter-terrorism unit. It is the most secretive unit of the Ministry of the Interior and is the elite of Latvian Special Forces. Created in 1992 to protect aircrafts from hijacking, the unit quickly grew both in size and tasks under its commanders - seasoned veterans of OMON and KGB Spetsnaz. While originally the unit was under the control of the Security Police, in 2003 it was reorganised and went under the jurisdiction of the State Police (specifically Criminal Police). However, this didn’t change their focus as a counter-terrorism unit. Their usual objectives are releasing hostages, disarming of explosives, as well as detaining particularly dangerous criminals, killers, armed robbers, drug traffickers amongst other high-risk tasks. The unit is part of the EU’s ATLAS network.

Appearance

Kirill's Appearance

Kirill is a 1,80 meters tall Caucasian male of athletic build. He has gray eyes and brown hair. His body is well toned from constant training and has some body hair. Kirill has a tattoo of an auseklis symbol on his left shoulder.

In the field, Kirill wears the same weathered gear he used while serving in OMEGA: a black combat uniform, FAST helmet with a skull balaclava and MSA Sordin headset, black bulletproof vest with groin and deltoid protectors, Oakley Pilot gloves, a tactical load bearing belt, knee pads and black LOWA Zephyr boots without mentioning the countless pouches, patches and other gear.

Back at base, what Kirill wears depends on whether he is training or just relaxing. If it’s the former, then most of the time he will wear his worn-out combat uniform with either the regular combat shirt or a black T-shirt that has the word POLICIJA (Police) in bold yellow on the back and his LOWA boots. If it's the latter, then most of the time you will find him wearing shorts with different T-shirts or polo shirts and a pair of sandals or other casual clothes.

While Kirill has a slight Russian accent when speaking Latvian, it is much more noticeable when he is speaking English.

Psychological Report
Kirill has a simple, yet strong motivation - do a good deed. When faced with hardship, he clenches his teeth and pushes forward. He knows his job is an early ticket to grave and has no problem dying if it means saving innocent lives. Just like OMEGA, Kirill sees Team Rainbow as a family that he will spend a long time with. Therefore he wants to know and be able trust every member of Rainbow.

He has seen and felt the horrors of war and his fight with the Taliban and the Russian mafia has left him with deep psychological scars that keep haunting him. This can be seen with his thousand-yard stare and smiles, that although are frequent, disappear as quickly as they appear.

He spends a good part of his free time on the base training and keeping his body fit to make sure that there would be no hiccups in the field. The rest he spends either studying as much as he can about the White Masks or socializing and spending time with other members of the Rainbow Team. Kirill also often keeps in touch with his son, with whom he avoids talking about his job.

Relationships
This will be updated more in detail as the RP goes along.

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Stance in Combat
Attacker > Defender

Operator Equipment
HK G36KV3 - Primary
A special variant of the famed G36 platform designed for usage by the Latvian Army. It can be distinguished from other G36K variants by the KV collapsible stock, unique top mounting rail, XM8 inspired controls and a longer barrel. Kirill uses the rifle with an Aimpoint CompM3 red dot sight.

HK MP5A5 - Primary
Standard issue weapon of OMEGA. The MP5 is one of the most famous and beloved submachine guns used by counterterrorism operators in the world. Kirill uses a heavily modified MP5A5 with an EOTech holographic sight, sound suppressor, flashlight and a laser sight.

SIG Sauer P226 – Secondary
Standard issue sidearm of OMEGA. A well-known pistol of German origin, the weapon is in use by many Special Forces like SAS and Navy SEALs. Kirill uses the original West German version with an added flashlight.

Flashbang - Primary Gadget
Breaching charge - Secondary Gadget

Operator Ability
Information Warfare

"What the ancients called a clever fighter is one who not only wins, but excels in winning with ease." - Sun Tzu

About Information Warfare

Having experience with fighting terrorist and criminal cells, Kirill considers having the upper hand in information warfare and being able to outsmart his enemy very seriously.

Similarly to Caveira, Kirill is able to "interrogate" downed enemies. To help him do this, Kirill is able to use his skills in sambo to take down enemies non-lethally. When interrogating an enemy, he has two choices:

Information gathering
When interrogating, Kirill can get intel about the correct amount of enemies present from his captive, but not their exact position. Also, if the whereabouts of the objective aren't known for some reason, then the interrogation will reveal its location. Depending on who he interrogates, Kirill can also learn extra information from the captive.

Disinformation
When interrogating, Kirill can force his captive to give false information to their team over the radio. With this, for example, he can make ambushers focus on incorrect points, leaving them open for flanking and can make roamers rush incorrect positions, leading them into an ambush or using it as a chance to slip past them undetected.

Naturally this process leaves him vulnerable for attacks, so he must be careful when he performs the interrogation. Also disinformation doesn't work if the enemy side knows that their ally is being interrogated by Kirill, this means that there cannot be any witnesses who have seen the downed enemy. Also, disinformation can't work if the enemies’ comms channels are jammed, however, jamming the comms after disinformation is in effect can actually boost its effectiveness, since the enemies won't able to receive correct status updates afterwards. Also, for reasons of logic... Kirill can’t interrogate bombers.

Unlike Caviera, Kirill doesn't kill the interrogated enemies, instead, he knocks them out and zip-ties them. However, when left unattended, the captured enemies can be freed by the defenders if found. Also, if the enemy was downed from gunfire, there is a chance that they can bleed out over time.

---

Biography
Born in 1986 and growing up in one of the poorest districts of Latvia's capital, Kirill was a witness to the rise in crime and lawlessness that struck the newly independent Baltic republic in the early 1990s. As a young child, this made him hope of one day becoming a police officer that would bring order to the chaos. As he matured, however, his dreams and interests changed, but his morality and ability to differentiate between right and wrong remained.

His life took a sharp turn when he turned 18, in the form of a knock on his door. Opening it, two men in army fatigues stood in front of Kirill and he found himself drafted into the Armed Forces. Latvia had joined NATO the same year, but the military conscription would still go on for two years. After finishing basic training, Kirill was stationed in Camp Ādaži for the next two years. Though he made for a passable soldier in the beginning, with the help of an officer who took a liking to him, Kirill eventually trained to become something of an example for his peers. It was also in Ādaži where Kirill befriended the woman who would eventually become his fiancée.

As his two year mandatory military service ended, he decided to continue working in the Armed Forces under a professional contract with paid higher education. It was also around this time that his son would be born, with his new family moving into a house in Kadaga.

Two years later, the 2008 financial crisis would hit and the fastest growing economy in the European Union would quickly become its poorest one. Unable to support his family with his current wage, Kirill would need to quickly find a way to earn more money. Instead of leaving the military like many of his colleagues and trying to find a better paying job in the unstable job market, Kirill went for a pay raise by joining the now thinned Special Forces - the Special Tasks Unit (SUV).

In April of 2010, Kirill went to Afghanistan for 8 months as part of a Latvian Operational Mentoring and Liaison Team (OMLT) for ISAF. His unit was stationed alongside troops from US army's 101st Airborne Division in Afghanistan's infamous Kunar Province.

While most Latvian soldiers would talk about how they went to Afghanistan to help the civilian population against the Taliban (which really was what they were doing), in reality most of the soldiers that volunteered for the high-risk missions did it for the high pay raise for participating in such international missions. Not knowing this, most of Kirill's family, including his wife, supported his decision to go to Afghanistan, except for Kirill's father - a veteran of the Soviet-Afghan War.

Back in Ādaži, they had simulated and played many possible scenarios that could occur in Afghanistan, both with the civilian population and the Taliban. However accurate and realistic these imitations were, they could never truly prepare a soldier for they would actually face in Afghanistan.

The Kunar Valleys location next to the Pakistani border, especially Khyber Pass, made it a popular Taliban smuggling route for weapons and fighters. Because of this, attacks on the base were a weekly and sometimes even a daily occurrence. This had forced Kirill to get used to a banal routine of being ambushed or attacked at any given time - be it while patrolling in the mountains, walking through a local village or sleeping in his underwear at the base.

It was in Kunar where Kirill realised what war really was - a separate world where all of his morals and everything that he once learned in peacetime would be put to a reality check. Of course, everything was true, but there were nuances. And it was these nuances that were the most valuable things that Kirill gained. Now he knew what was what and had his own opinion about how things should look like and how much they would all cost.

OMLT "Wolverine" with 101st Airborne, Kunar Valley, Afghanistan, 2010

Kirill returned to Afghanistan a few months later, now against the wishes of his wife who noticed that something in him had begun to change. This time he found himself in Zabul Province, serving under the command of the Lithuanian Special Operations Force's elite unit Aitvaras as part of an agreement between Latvia and Lithuania. In Kunar, Kirill's unit’s main objective was to help the Afghan Army defend a critical road for the NATO, but here the Lithuanians were on the offensive by hunting down any Taliban forces they could find. This perfectly suited Kirill who wanted payback for all the innocent civilians and his American friends that the Taliban killed in Kunar. They famously used dirt-bikes to cross the rocky mountains and perform hit and run attacks on known Taliban positions during night-time. This earned them fear from the Taliban and the nickname "Hells Angels" by the Americans (that and all the infractions they earned for dangerous driving inside the base).

Overall, he spent two tours with the LITHSOF in Afghanistan that caused a heavy falling out with his wife. He soon left the Armed Forces, hoping that he could mend the relationship with his spouse, but it was all in vain and soon his wife filed for divorce. Kirill knew from the very beginning that it was clearly his fault for how he mistreated his family with long absence in Afghanistan. His little "war on terror" had resulted in nothing more than piles of countless corpses in Afghanistan and him losing the one he cared the most for.

He spent the next year in rebound, working at a shipyard in Riga and eventually began dating his former childhood sweetheart, but they broke two years later.
In June, Kirill signed up as a candidate for a position at OMEGA, Latvia's premiere counter-terrorism unit. The selection lasted for three days and was open to anyone up to the challenge. However it was extremely tough to everyone who came: civvies cracked under the pressure, the police officers didn't have the necessary physical ability while the soldiers usually failed the psychological tests. There were 18 candidates and just 7 free spots. Despite this, only 4 men passed the selection, Kirill was one of them. However, to get into OMEGA was one thing, but to survive there was a whole other ordeal. It took 2 years of retraining and specialisation before Kirill would be put into a team and taken to operations. It took months of hard work just to earn his teammate's trust and respect. With that came his final test: a mock simulation of a terrorist attack on the Riga HES. Eliminating the terrorists and stopping the attack, Kirill passed the test with flying colours. This earned him the coveted Green Beret and a permanent position on OMEGA's roster.

Kirill speaking with an Estonian colleague during ATHOS 2016, Tallinn, Estonia, 2016

Although OMEGA was a counter-terrorism unit first and foremost, the lack of terrorist acts on Latvian territory (3 in the last 20 years) made the unit focus on other high-risk situations: apprehension and elimination of highly dangerous threats, hostage rescue, execution of high-risk raids, searches, arrests, protection of VIPs, etc. OMEGA's "clientele" usually included armed psychopaths, serial killers, bank robbers, small gangs and, most prominently, the Russian Mafia. The Mob had its hands in everything from document forgery and protection rackets to drug, arms and human trafficking. Worst of all, many times their men were veterans from Afghan, Chechen, Yugoslav, Georgian and even Ukrainian conflicts, some of them being former members of the Spetsnaz, which made them a much more dangerous threat than what Kirill had previously faced.

If the Taliban had showed Kirill how horrible and destructive mankind could be for a belief, then the Bratva had showed him that they even less humane for money which motivated him on a much more personal crusade against the organisation. Unlike Afghanistan where there were bad bad guys and "our" bad guys, here Kirill clearly knew who the good and the bad guys were, who was in the wrong and who was in the right - there was no gray zone in the middle and Kirill knew that he was doing the right thing.

The appearance of White Masks whose motivation was unknown and did not discriminate who their victims were was the primary cause of why Kirill accepted the invitation to Team Rainbow after the Bellagio Hotel incident - to make sure that they could not live long enough to perform an attack on Latvian soil.

Training and Experience
Training:
2nd Infantry Battalion
NBS SUV
Counter-Terrorism Unit OMEGA

Relevant Experience:
War in Afghanistan
Summer Shield X
Flaming Sword 2012
ATHOS 2016

Family
Father - Vladimir Gusakov (Deceased)
Mother - Oksana Gusakova (Alive)
Brother - Alexander Gusakov (Alive)

Son - Eduard Gusakov (Alive)

Theme Song

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

<Snipped quote by Sifter>

Question...what do you mean by he doesn't have a name yet? Is that like a way of saying "I haven't come up with one" or..?

@LetMeDoStuff

Yes, I haven't got a name for him yet.