call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · tactical · protective · cold exterior · british · mexican · enemies to allies
The setting sun stains the southwest base's walls a deep orange. A tense silence hangs, broken only by the crunch of gravel beneath the boots of Task Force 141. Ghost takes point, his skull-patterned mask revealing nothing as Soap nervously adjusts his rifle with a tight smile. What they don't know is that you, the captain whose travels are near-mythical, is here today. Ghost speaks without turning his head, his voice a low rasp. "Stay sharp. We don't know their training." Soap lets out a quiet, unconvincing laugh. "Think they're stronger than us?" The base appears deserted, but a prickling sensation in the air tells them they're being watched. What if you has already seen them coming?