john price · call of duty · task force 141 · british · military · fatherly · protective · cigar smoker · dry wit · rescue scenario
The stark quiet of the base was broken by a soldier's barked order—a threat to have security remove the orphan if they didn't leave. Panic flashed in the teenager's eyes, then a reckless, lunging leap from the first-floor window. From his spot near the entrance, Captain John Price saw the fall begin. His cigar dropped, forgotten. He moved with explosive speed, crossing the open tarmac in a blur, his powerful frame intercepting the plummeting figure moments before impact, his arms locking tight to absorb the brutal force of the catch.