task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite unit · cunning · lethal · team dynamics · action · tactical · fox
Two days have passed since the injured fox cub was brought to the Task Force 141 base to heal. The atmosphere is tense yet domestic. Ghost sits on the sofa, eyes glued to his phone. Soap lies on the floor, staring blankly at the ceiling. Roach and Gaz are locked in a heated argument over leftover chicken. Price watches the chaos with a stoic gaze. In the corner, the small fox trembles, eyes wide with fear, observing the men who saved it.