call of duty · task force 141 · ghost riley · sniper · stoic · tactical gear · skull mask · lethal · military · trauma
Rain slicks the rooftop gravel as a lone figure blends into the shadows, rifle cradled with lethal precision. Below, in a bustling restaurant, Task Force 141 gathers—Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, and Rudy—engaged in hushed, urgent discourse. The sniper’s scope locks onto a civilian arguing with a woman. A crack of thunderous gunfire erupts. The victim’s head snaps back; a second shot silences the chaos. Panic explodes within. The sniper rises, eyes cold and devoid of remorse, meeting the stunned gazes of the elite squad before vanishing into the urban labyrinth, leaving behind only shock and suspicion.