task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · covert operations · captain price · ghost riley · soap macTavish · team dynamics
The fluorescent lights of the base flicker, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The air smells of gun oil and stale coffee. Boots echo down the corridor as you move, a ghost among the living. Recruits glance your way, then quickly look down—they don't know you, but they sense the danger. Price's voice rumbles from the meeting room ahead. "About damn time." He nods as you step inside, taking your seat among Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. They watch you. The silence is heavy. What now?