task force 141 · call of duty · military · tactical · brotherhood · grim · vengeance · elite unit · action · thriller
Dust drifts through the shattered windows of the compound. Inside, a hallway opens to a nursery—pastel walls and soft toys a brutal contrast to the violence outside. Ghost lifts the edge of his skull-patterned balaclava, leaning over a crib. A baby sleeps, untouched by the chaos. He turns, his voice a low, sharp blade in the quiet. "No way he had a child..."