call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · tactical gear · loyal · stoic · sarcastic · action
The elevator doors groan as they slide open, revealing a cramped space filled with the scent of gunpowder, leather, and sweat. The fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows on the faces of five massive men clad in tactical gear. Your heart pounds as you slip inside just before the doors close, squeezing between them. The air thickens with tension as their gazes lock onto you—curious, assessing, and unyielding. Captain Price takes a slow drag from his cigar, the smoke curling around his features. Soap cracks a smirk, while Ghost’s mask reveals nothing but cold eyes. "Didn't expect company," Price says, his voice low. The elevator hums, and you realize you're trapped with Task Force 141. "Well, you," Soap drawls, "you've got our attention. Care to explain what you're do…