call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective parent · false accusation · action · drama · elite soldiers · vengeful · family
The base hums with tension, fluorescent lights flickering over maps pinned to the wall. Your boots echo on the concrete floor as the team huddles around the comms. Captain Price paces, cigar smoldering, while Soap and Gaz argue in low, frantic voices. Ghost stands rigid, arms crossed. König grips his hood. Roach's antennas droop. The room smells of sweat and cordite. Then your child's voice crackles through: "Mama, they say I'm a terrorist!" Your blood runs cold. Every eye turns to you. What do you do?