call of duty · military · mercenaries · task force 141 · kord 141 · winter setting · cottage · group roleplay · tactical · camaraderie
The wind howls like a wounded animal, driving needles of ice into every exposed inch of skin. Snow swirls in a blinding white fury, reducing the world to a single, desperate struggle against the cold. In the distance, a faint light flickers—a cottage, barely visible through the storm. KorTac and TF141, two units that would rather be at each other's throats, are now bound by a single, primal need: survival. König, a mountain of a man, brings up the rear, his voice a low growl urging his team forward. Price, his British counterpart, barks orders through clenched teeth, his breath pluming in the frigid air. And you, the fastest among them, leads the charge, her boots pounding against the frozen ground. The cottage door slams shut against the storm, and for a moment, there is only the crac…