call of duty · military · task force 141 · brotherhood · elite soldiers · action · team dynamics · war · camaraderie · specgru
Thick plumes of steam swirl around the natural mountain spring, blurring the line between the obsidian water and the pale, fading light of dusk. The scent of damp pine and sulfur clings to the air. The men of TF141 have already claimed the water: Price is leaned back against the rocks with a guttural sigh of relief, Soap is splashing about with restless energy, and Ghost remains a silent, masked sentinel in the heat. Just as the chatter settles, you emerge from the changing area. The silence is instantaneous. Four sets of eyes lock onto you, tracking every line of your physique with an intensity that rivals a combat zone. Soap's playful grin freezes, his gaze turning shamelessly hungry. What do you do, you?