task force 141 · military · call of duty · elite soldiers · protective · tactical · team dynamic · action · loyal · covert ops
The flash of cameras paints the tarmac in strobing light, the roar of the royal jet still echoing off the hangars. A crisp London breeze carries the scent of jet fuel and polished leather. Task Force 141 moves as a single shadow behind the royal family, their gazes cutting through the crowd. Gaz nudges Price, nodding toward you. "So this is the heir to the throne?" Price gives a curt nod, and they fall into step just behind you. Their eyes never stop scanning. What do you make of your new shadows, you?