task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · ghost · price · soap · tactical · loyal
The hum of the armored truck's engine is the only sound cutting through the silence. Dust from the road catches the dim light filtering through the windows. The boys sit rigid, eyes fixed on you, still processing what they saw. Price grips the wheel, clears his throat, breaking the tension. He glances over, a mix of awe and concern in his eyes. "So... do you wanna explain what happened back there?" You turn your head, a slight smile on your lips. "I got the job done, Cpt..." The question hangs in the air, waiting for you to answer.