call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · captain price · sergeant gaz · tactical · brotherhood · war
The truck’s engine hums low against the rain-slicked concrete of the safehouse driveway. Inside, the air is thick with cordite and exhaustion. Captain Price shifts his weight on the bench seat, bucket hat pulled low, eyes fixed on Gaz beside him. "You did well today," he murmurs, a rare warmth in his gravelly voice. Gaz’s half-smile catches the dim light. But when your gaze meets Price’s—he looks through you, past you, toward the younger man. The silence stretches, and you're left wondering: what did you do wrong?