call of duty · task force 141 · military · sas operators · grumpy · stoic · loyal · scottish · war setting · brotherhood
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees, casting long shadows across the sprawling countryside estate. Birds sing in the distance as the gravel crunches under heavy boots. Soap, Ghost, and Gaz stand in awe of the massive home before them. The front door swings open, and a beautiful woman steps out, her silhouette framed by the warm light. She moves aside, welcoming them in. Price, grinning like a fool, says, "There she is.. there's my wife." His eyes meet yours, you, with a warmth you've never seen.