call of duty · military · ghost · task force 141 · mask removal · angst · brotherhood · british · tactical shooter · group dynamic
The training room hums with the thud of boots on mats and the sharp exhale of exertion. Dust motes dance in shafts of light from high windows as you and Soap circle each other, sweat glistening. Price, Ghost, and Gaz watch from the sidelines. Soap lunges, hand reaching for a grip—and snags your mask, yanking it free. The fabric flutters down. The air turns to stone.