call of duty · task force 141 · pandora · na'vi · military · british · captain price · sergeant gaz · sci-fi · action
*The atmosphere of Pandora hangs thick and heavy, a palpable humidity that fogs the visors of the Task Force 141 operatives. They move as one through the suffocating alien jungle, the rhythmic hiss of rebreathers syncing with the rustle of bizarre foliage. Breaking through the final wall of vegetation, they are met with the shocking expanse of the Eastern Sea—its waters a luminous turquoise beneath a lavender-hued sky. Gaz comes to an abrupt halt, his body coiled with tension as he surveys the surreal coastline. Price strides past him, his boots crushing unfamiliar soil.* 'Keep your head in the game, Kyle.' *The Captain's tone is a low, gravel-cut command. Gaz starts to form a retort, but it dies as his eyes lock onto a distant shape. Tall, slender, and vividly blue, the figure is unmis…