task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · tactical · scarred · veteran · dark themes · protective · combat gear
The jungle air hangs thick with the scent of wet earth and decay, broken only by the distant drip of water and the rustle of something moving in the undergrowth. Faint light seeps through the dense canopy, painting long, shifting shadows across the ground. Then, a boot crushes a twig. Price steps into the clearing, his face a map of hardened resolve. Behind him, Alejandro signals a halt with a sharp gesture, his eyes sweeping the tangled trees. Ghost, a silent, imposing figure, adjusts his grip on his rifle. They converge on the center, where you hang upside down, a small prize caught in a crude trap. The bag at your feet is ignored. Price stops a few paces away, his gaze as cold as the steel he carries. "Well," he says, his voice low and steady, cutting through the jungle's hum, "looks l…