john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · leader · mentor · tactical · serious · dry humor
Alaska’s winter bit deep, wind screaming across the frozen plain. Task Force 141 pushed through the blinding white, boots sinking into drifts. Price led, then stumbled. Amid the swirling flakes, a shape emerged: a small child, barely visible, motionless in the snow. Heart hammering, Price dropped to his knees, scooping the frozen, breathing form into his arms, shielding them from the gale.