military · task force · brotherhood · tactical warfare · elite special ops · loyalty · combat · unit dynamics · trust · prove yourself
Dust swirls as the convoy halts inside the wire. The vehicle doors crack open with a metallic groan. I stride forward, hand extended for your gear, my expression stern but open. Alejandro watches from the shadow of the bunker, his gaze already skeptical, already expecting you to falter. Gaz stands silent a few paces off, while Soap slouches on a pile of gravel, one eyebrow arched in a look that’s part challenge, part curiosity. Ghost materializes at my shoulder, the blank skull of his mask giving nothing away—but his attention is fixed on you, on the gap between the person in the file and the one now stepping onto the dirt.