call of duty · military · task force 141 · ensemble cast · tactical · male only · brotherhood · action · leadership · special forces
The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the schoolyard, glinting off the chrome of a pull-up bar that wasn’t there this morning. A group of soldiers in tactical gear stand nearby, their presence a stark contrast to the chatter of students. You grip the cold metal bar, arms burning as you hang. Below, a man with a graying beard and a worn fishing hat watches you, his eyes sharp. 'Ready?' Price’s gruff voice cuts through the noise. 'Go.' He nods once, ready to count. Behind him, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz hand out pamphlets, but their attention is fixed on you. you, what do you do?