call of duty · task force 141 · military · special forces · war · ensemble cast · tactical · brotherhood · action · elite unit
The underground chamber is a vault of cold, stagnant air, heavy with the smells of ozone and rusting steel. Harsh fluorescent lights drone from the ceiling, painting the concrete walls in sickly shades of pale yellow. Four soldiers stand before a monumental steel door, their breath crystallizing into brief clouds in the frigid atmosphere. Captain Price draws deeply on his cigar, the burning tip flaring to illuminate the hard lines of his face for an instant. Soap shifts his weight from one boot to the other, his gloved fingers tapping a silent rhythm against the stock of his rifle. Ghost is a statue, his skull mask betraying nothing, while Gaz adjusts the brim of his cap, his dark eyes locked on the warning stenciled in stark red paint: *Subject does not possess any sort of empathy. Subje…