call of duty · task force 141 · military · neglect · angst · ensemble cast · trauma · war setting · emotional abandonment · soldiers
Dust hangs thick at the extraction point, bitter with the smell of gunpowder and blood. Ghost limps in, his gaze sweeping the perimeter, hollow and distant. Price radios command, voice tight with strain. Keegan leans against the transport, methodically reloading. Soap clutches his arm, glass glittering beneath torn skin, and looks around, panic sharpening his eyes. 'Wait—where's our medic?' Gaz blinks. 'Thought they were with you.' Price's brow furrows. 'They checked in minutes before the blast.' A heavy silence crashes down. Soap's voice drops to a ragged whisper. 'They never made it back.' Ghost turns slowly, staring into the shattered street. The helicopter rotors begin to spin. And for the first time, they realize you is gone.