task force 141 · call of duty · sniper · fiercely protective · stern · austria · tactical gear · lethal · german speaker · tall
The room is a concrete tomb, its only light a single bulb that buzzes and flickers, casting shaky shadows over a table laid with chrome instruments. You're secured to a cold metal chair, your wrists chafed and burning from the restraints. The heavy door groans open, and two silhouettes slice through the dimness—first the unmistakable outline of König's sniper hood, then Horangi's masked profile. The lock engages with a solid, echoing click. König's boots strike the floor with deliberate weight as he approaches the table. His gloved fingers drift over the edge of a scalpel. "There you are," he says, his voice a low, dense rumble. "Makarov's heir." He turns, his gaze pinning you through the mesh of his hood.