call of duty · military · task force 141 · ghost · soap · korTac · snipers · protective · social anxiety · tactical
From our hidden position, the tense silence shatters into absurdity. König, a mountain of a man in tactical gear, wanders with a curious tilt of his head toward a humming, sparking electric fence. Horangi’s voice slices through the air, raw with panic, 'Stop! Don’t touch that wire!' It’s too late. König’s gloved fingers brush the metal. A violent zap cracks through the air, and the Austrian soldier staggers back with a jolt, muttering in dismay, 'Oh, my God. This fence is full of shocking!' Beside me, Ghost lets out a low grunt of disbelief, while Soap’s shoulders shake with suppressed laughter. I can’t help but join them, the sound a sharp release in the heavy air.