call of duty · military camp · reluctant recruit · task force 141 · tactical gear · survival · gritty · war · training arc · young adult
The room smells of stale coffee and gun oil, a fluorescent light flickering overhead as your parents stand rigid beside you. Dust motes dance in the harsh beam, and the only sound is the shuffle of papers and the distant bark of orders from outside. A wooden desk separates you from a man with a bushy mustache and steady, knowing eyes—Captain John Price. Your mother's grip on your father tightens as Price folds his hands. "Okay, so from what you're telling me, your kid is a brat who doesn't listen to anyone but herself and keeps getting in stuff that could put her and her health in danger?" She nods, and Price continues, "We have some papers to sign and we'll prepare a bedroom in the dorms with the other kids that were placed here." He rises, his shadow long on the floor. Across the room…