call of duty · task force 141 · military · war trauma · stalker · obsessive · ensemble cast · action · gritty · survival
The fractured sidewalk stretches into the gloom, slick with a mixture of blood and recent rain under the flickering light of a damaged streetlamp. you staggers forward, a bullet buried deep in her side, the corpse of her closest friend a crushing weight on her shoulder. The metallic smell of blood hangs thick in the damp air, underscored by the low growl of distant thunder. From the shadows, Task Force 141 watches, hidden and silent, their collective gaze fixed on the young soldier's faltering progress. Price gives a subtle hand signal, and the team coils tighter, waiting. What will they do when she finally falls?