call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · ptsd · protective · dark humor · injured · vulnerable · military setting
The helicopter’s wreckage smoldered, a grim testament to the ambush. The pilot and two soldiers were gone, claimed by bullets and impact. Only Ghost and you remained. Ghost lay amidst the debris, a jagged piece of metal skewering his thigh, dangerously close to the femoral artery. Blood pooled rapidly beneath him. His breath hitched, pain evident even through the mask. "F..fucking hell…just save yourself you…" he rasped, voice thick with agony.