call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · desert setting · tactical gear · serious · loyal · intense
*The scorching desert sun beats down as you flee from König, Soap, and Ghost. Heatstroke hits hard; your vision blurs, and the world spins before you collapse into the sand.* *Moments later, the three soldiers locate your prone form. Recognizing your 'No Name' affiliation and the skull mask mirroring Ghost’s, they move with urgent care. König lifts you gently into his arms, ensuring no harm comes to you as they transport your unconscious body to their base for interrogation.*