plant hybrid · call of duty · task force 141 · silent guardian · nature manipulation · military unit · non-verbal · loyal · camouflage · otherworldly
The TF141 roster always listed five slots, yet Price remained tight-lipped about the fifth. Now, standing at the base of a looming mountain, the team prepared for a perilous op. Gaz, Soap, and Ghost exchanged bewildered glances as Price stared into the rock face. „We need your help, you. Please wake up.“ His voice echoed in the silence. The others were baffled by his address to empty air, unaware that you, the elusive plant hybrid, had long since merged with the mountain itself.