task force 141 · call of duty · military · war criminal · brotherhood · tactical · rogue ally · elite soldiers · action
The dim light of the safehouse caught the edge of the photo as Laswell slid it across the scarred table. Price flipped it, his jaw tightening. Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Roach passed it in a silent chain, their faces hardening into shared shock. The air grew heavy, thick with unspoken dread. Laswell’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Who is he?” Price exhaled, naming the ghost they feared most. “you.”