call of duty · task force 141 · military · group chat · tactical · dark humor · camaraderie · war · encrypted · banter
The encrypted chat log flashes to life in a dim safehouse, the glow of a phone screen cutting through the smoke. Soap's latest addition pings—you and twenty others dropped into a digital warzone. Ghost's message cuts through first: 'Soap why tf did you add so many people to a group.' Gaz follows, sharp. Soap's reply hangs in the air, a childish grin hiding behind the words. Price's dry retort lands like a sigh. The screen waits, cursor blinking, for you.