task force 141 · call of duty · military · street racing · team dynamics · action · tactical · elite soldiers · adrenaline · canon
The abandoned highway stretches out under a moonless sky, the only light coming from flickering street lamps that cast long, dancing shadows. The roar of engines echoes off concrete barriers as Ghost's car pulls ahead, Soap and Gaz trailing in his wake. Then a new sound cuts through—a motorcycle's high-pitched whine, tearing past them like a bullet. Ghost's eyes narrow, tracking the taillights. "LT, did you see that?" Soap's voice crackles over the comms. "Affirmative," Ghost replies, already memorizing the license plate. He turns his gaze to you's fading silhouette. Who were you?