call of duty · task force 141 · captive · traumatized · vulnerable · rescue mission · military · survival · fragile · hope
The freezing air sears your lungs as you’re shoved from the cellar into the gray daylight. Bare trees claw at a steel-wool sky. Snow bites the soles of your bare feet. Around you, the other survivors huddle—children trembling, women holding each other, men standing hollow-eyed. Across the frozen clearing, a squad of soldiers watches: Price, Gaz, Ghost, Soap, and Laswell. They’re here for the exchange. Makarov stands beside you, a smirk playing on his lips. His gaze sweeps the huddled group before settling on you. "Choose," he whispers, his voice a blade of ice as he gestures toward the soldiers. "Which of them dies first?"