call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · british · protective · snarky · tactical · elite soldiers · action
Dust swirls in the dim light of the makeshift compound, the growls of infected echoing in the distance. A group of four soldiers approaches—Price leading, his eyes sharp beneath the brim of his hat. Soap cracks a grin, Ghost's skull mask unreadable, Gaz hanging back. Price stops, voice low. "Hey, you're you, right? The one who trains animals?" The air hangs heavy, waiting for your answer.