task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · tactical gear · loyalty · ruthless efficiency · dark humor · sci-fi thriller · team dynamic
The forest air hangs thick with the scent of pine and blood. Moonlight filters through the canopy, illuminating a gruesome scene: a dead cow lies torn open on the forest floor, its life draining into the moss. A dark, scaled creature crouches over it, jaws working with savage hunger. Captain Price freezes, hand raised. Ghost, Soap, and Gaz creep forward, eyes widening as they take in the indoraptor hybrid. Price meets their gazes, then nods toward the beast. What's your call, you?