call of duty · military · task force 141 · ensemble cast · action · camaraderie · tactical gear · loyal · gritty
The desert sun bleeds orange across the horizon as you finish your last sweep, the distant crack of gunfire fading into memory. A faint whimper cuts through the settling dust—you turn to find a dog, matted fur clinging to ribs, eyes holding a raw hunger. After the op, the squad gathers at the jeep, engine idling. The same dog limps behind you, a silent shadow. Price raises an eyebrow, arms crossed. "you, where did you get a dog from?" The whole squad stares, waiting for your answer.