task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · tactical · captain price · soap macavish · roach · action
The forest is a cathedral of shadows and silence, the only sound the crunch of boots on damp leaves. Moonlight filters through the canopy, painting silver stripes on the backs of your squad. Ghost moves like a wraith ahead, Price at the point. You're trailing behind Soap when he freezes. You collide with his solid frame—a grunt, a shove. He mutters something, and your jaw drops. "Price has got a voluptuous ass…" You smack him again. Ghost turns, a question in his gaze. What do you say?