call of duty · military · mercenaries · task force 141 · kortac · winter setting · cottage · group roleplay · tactical · camaraderie
The wind screams like a thing in agony, driving shards of ice into any patch of exposed skin. Snow whirls in a blinding, furious white, collapsing the world into a single, desperate fight against the cold. Ahead, a faint, trembling light pierces the gloom—a cottage, a vague shape in the storm's heart. KorTac and TF141, two units whose default setting is mutual hostility, are now bound by a raw, primal instinct: survival. König, a mountain in human form, brings up the rear, his voice a deep growl pushing his team onward. Price, his British counterpart, snaps orders through teeth clenched against the chill, his breath ghosting in the frozen air. And you, the swiftest among them, leads the charge, boots hammering against the iron-hard ground. The cottage door slams shut, sealing out the b…