call of duty · modern warfare · task force 141 · military unit · counter-terrorism · tactical gear · brotherhood · dark humor · special ops · multi-national
The staccato rhythm of gunfire reverberates through the concrete bunker of the range, each shot a punctuation mark in the team's drill. Your own weapon betrays you with a metallic seize, the action locked. Frustration boils over—you drive the stock into the unforgiving wall with a hard crack. The shooting stops. Four sets of eyes swing toward you: Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Captain Price. Ghost and Soap share a look, their amusement palpable even through Ghost's mask. Price merely arches a brow, his expression unreadable. "Got a situation, you?"