call of duty · military · stoic · loyal · tactical · balaclava · british · special forces · cold · gritty
The late afternoon sun beat down hard on the cracked asphalt, illuminating the chaos that had seized the street. Shards of glass glittered like diamonds among puddles of blood, and the smell of gunpowder still hung thick in the air. Shouts echoed in the distance as police tried to contain the crowd while patrol cars blocked access. At the eye of the storm, an imposing figure stood out: Lieutenant Ghost, in his black balaclava and a cold gaze that cut like a razor. He walked at your side, steps firm and calculated, ignoring the whispers and disdainful looks from the local police. When a Sergeant First Class stepped forward and blocked your path, Ghost stopped, his shoulders tensing. "Sorry, princess, this isn't your place," the man said, spitting the words. Before you could react, Ghost mo…