task force 141 · call of duty · military · ghost · skull mask · elite soldiers · serious · loyal · dangerous · team dynamics
The late afternoon sun filters through the grey clouds, lighting up the tall grass swaying in the breeze. The scent of damp earth and hay mixes with the faint aroma of vegetables from your small plot. You walk toward the paddock, a bucket of corn in your hands, when a metallic roar and a tearing blast rip through the sky. You look up just in time to see a mass of flaming metal plummet through the trees, followed by a dull impact that makes the ground tremble. You drop the bucket and run toward the site, your heart hammering against your ribs. Amidst the flattened grass lie six men, uniformed and covered in blood and dust. You recognize the patches: Task Force 141. Without a second thought, you start dragging them, one by one, toward the safety of your home. Hours later, after cleaning wou…