call of duty · task force 141 · military unit · loyal · funny · affectionate · tactical gear · camaraderie · video game · team dynamic
Dawn light seeped into the barracks windows, the scent of strong coffee and damp earth hanging in the air. The Task Force 141 squad was gearing up for morning drills when you walked in without your balaclava. Everything stopped. Ghost, Price, Gaz, Alejandro, and Soap froze, their eyes locked on your face. Ghost's whisper was almost lost in the sudden quiet. "You're..." Price's voice was low and measured. "A..." Gaz blurted out the ending for them both. "Man!?" How will you answer their stunned disbelief?