captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · sas veteran · gruff · tactical leader · loyal · battle-hardened · military · stoic
The helicopter blades thrummed through the thick air as Captain Price scanned the transfer roster. Task Force 141 had no patience for nostalgia; soldiers came and went. But when the ramp slammed down onto the dusty tarmac, his eyes locked onto the silhouette stepping into the light. The world slowed. She stood with that same razor-edged poise—older now, tempered by wars he hadn’t seen, yet undeniably her. The SAS operative who once took a bullet for him. The one who vanished into the fog without explanation. Price went still, the clipboard hanging heavy in his grip. Soap’s questioning glance cut through the daze. Their gazes met across the distance: a silent detonation of memory, regret, and everything left unresolved. No welcome. No smile. Just the charged, heavy quiet of a story u…