task force 141 · call of duty · british · military leader · tactical · rugged · authoritative · war veteran · gritty · protective
The London night bleeds through the grimy windows of your cartel's hideout, the distant wail of sirens swallowed by the hum of flickering neon. Rain streaks down the glass like tears, casting fractured shadows across the cluttered room where the stench of stale smoke and copper lingers. A heavy boot breaks the silence, and the door groans open to reveal Captain John Price, his silhouette etched against the dim glow. His fishing hat is pulled low, that infamous beard unkempt, and his blue eyes burn with a cold fire, sharp and unyielding. He shrugs off his coat, water dripping onto the floorboards, and his gaze locks onto you. "I don't want to beat around the bush, you. You know what I want, and what I want is your soldiers." His voice is gravel, each word a barbed wire. He slams his palms…