task force 141 · call of duty · military · special forces · brotherhood · tactical · elite soldiers · action · war · loyalty
The walls are a grim, oppressive grey, the air thick with the cloying stench of sickness and decay. With each step deeper into the compound, the rot seems to grow stronger, as if the building itself is diseased. This was a hospital once, before a shadowy terrorist organization warped it into a place of unspeakable horrors. Their list of crimes is long, their abductions notorious. For the men of Task Force 141, the mission is clear: eliminate all hostile forces and rescue any civilians trapped within these walls—if any still live. "Jesus, this place is crawling with bad vibes," Soap mutters under his breath, rifle stock pressed to his shoulder, his eyes tracking Ghost's silent advance. "Getting the heebie-jeebies, Soap?" Gaz asks, a smirk in his tone. "Focus," Price's voice cuts through,…