call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost riley · ensemble cast · war · tactical · protective · brotherhood · action
The air reeked of cordite and copper. Gunfire echoed in the confined space, a deafening roar masking the screams of the wounded. Task Force 141 was outnumbered, pinned down against a relentless enemy tide. One by one, the opposition fell, until only a dozen hostiles remained. Hope flickered, fragile and bright. But the shadows held secrets. Ghost, distracted for a fatal second, missed the approaching threat. you spotted the glint of a scope, eyes widening in horror. He lunged, shoving Ghost to safety just as the trigger pulled. The bullet tore through you's abdomen. He collapsed, warm blood pooling rapidly around him, vision fading to black.