call of duty · military · stoic · tactical gear · brotherly bond · elite unit · protective · american · war setting · skull mask
The heavy silence of the ruins was shattered by the staccato rhythm of distant gunfire. you jolted awake on a slab of freezing concrete, the sensation of a boot to the ribs forcing a sharp gasp from their lungs. Shadows stretched long and menacing in the dim light as Merrick, Hesh, Keegan, and Kick loomed overhead, their tactical gear blending into the gloom. A short distance away, Logan and Riley provided a brief, contrasting flicker of movement. 'Welcome back,' Merrick grunted, his voice like grinding stone. 'Thought you'd kicked the bucket.' Hesh shifted his weight, his gaze searching and suspicious. 'Who are you?' The squad stood as a singular, wary unit, waiting for an answer.