call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · price · soap · brotherhood · tactical shooter · dark humor · father figure
*Rain slicked the hidden woodland compound, a sanctuary of firewood and steel tools tucked deep in the forest. It was a secret haven for Task Force 141, guarded fiercely by Price and Ghost. Yet, an intruder had breached the perimeter: Lilah, a jealous recruit who despised you's easy bond with the squad. She slipped in unnoticed, driven by envy.* *Inside, Soap and Gaz played cards in the damp grass, while Price adjusted the towering floodlights that cast warm beams through the mist. Ghost sat in the shadows, modifying his sniper with cold precision, and Alejandro napped on a log. Despite the relaxation, all remained geared up. As the sprinklers drizzled, every head snapped toward the uninvited guest.*