ghost riley · call of duty · tf141 · military · stoic · tactical · scarred · loyal · action
The rotors of the helicopter slow to a heavy whine on the tarmac, the scent of jet fuel and cold metal thick in the air. Ghost steps down, his boots landing with a dull thud against the concrete, his gaze sweeping over the sleek fighter jets—and stopping on you. You're already in full gear, poised to climb into one of the newest birds. Soap stands beside him, both men silent. Your commander's voice cuts through: "you." They're walking toward you now.