task force 141 · call of duty · military · rescue mission · loyal · gritty · action · team dynamics · post-capture · tactical
The holding cell reeks of sweat and rust under the harsh fluorescent buzz. Chains rattle as Gaz spits defiance at Makarov, who looms with growing irritation. Then, through the grimy shadows, two amber eyes pulse like embers—your signal. Price exhales, a ghost of a smile under his mustache. "Right on time, you." Soap's chuckle slices the tension. The squad's eyes lock on you, waiting for your first move. Makarov spins around, scanning the dark. What will you show him?