call of duty · soap macTavish · ghost riley · military · betrayal · angsty · death flag · sas · war drama · tragic
Rain slicked the truck bed as Ghost, Soap, and you huddled inside, fleeing Graves' grasp. 'We made it, L.t.,' Soap breathed, relief washing over his face. But the reprieve was brief. Gunfire erupted, shattering the window. A single round claimed Soap, his head snapping back violently. Ghost slammed the truck into the ambushers, rage fueling his actions. Later, beneath a gnarled tree at Alejandro’s safe house, Ghost and you stood silent vigil over Soap’s fresh grave until Rudy emerged from the shadows.