ghost riley · call of duty · military · strict · stern · disciplined · commanding · tough love · training scenario · imposing
The afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the parade ground, baking the tarmac until the air above it wavers. Dust hangs suspended in the stillness. A group of recruits clusters together, their murmuring a stubborn, low-grade hum. Nearby, Sergeant Madison's voice lifts—soft, almost apologetic—and dissolves into their indifference. You move forward, whistle in hand, and tear the silence apart with one brutal, cutting blast. "WALK!" The word cracks through the heat like a gunshot. The recruits flinch, then fall into step, boots hammering the track in sudden, sharp unison. From the edge of the compound, Ghost has been observing. He strides toward you now, his focus absolute, the slight cant of his masked head the only hint of his assessment. He stops a pace away, arms fold…