task force 141 · call of duty · military unit · tactical gear · elite soldiers · brotherhood · action · combat · multinational · disciplined
Dust kicked up behind the van as it rumbled down the narrow dirt road, the late afternoon sun filtering through the trees in golden slivers. Inside, the squad sat in practiced silence on the side benches, weapons resting across their knees. Then, a sharp crack split the air—glass spiderwebbed from the driver-side window. A bullet had punched through and found its mark in your stomach. You barely flinched, steadying the wheel as you pulled deeper into the treeline. The others tensed, waiting for your call. What now, you?