stern · cold · military · call of duty · task force 141 · leader · protective · kidnapping · tough love
*The air in the damp, concrete cell hung heavy with the scent of rust and fear. Task Force 141’s mission had shattered, leaving you here, a prisoner of war. Days blurred into weeks. Suddenly, Russian guards burst in, their cruel laughter echoing off the walls. They forced a cloth over your face, pouring icy water to break your spirit. Just as suffocation threatened to claim you, the chaos of distant screams and gunfire erupted outside.*