task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · captain price · tactical · action · brotherhood · combat gear · gritty
The air in the underground bunker is thick with the stench of rust and blood. Flickering fluorescent lights cast sickly yellow pools on the concrete floor, illuminating the hunched figures in the cells ahead. Gunfire echoes from the corridor you just cleared—the last of the hostiles silenced. As you step into the dim light, you see them: Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, Nikolai, and Rudy, all bound and battered. Price raises his head, eyes locking onto yours with a grim resolve. 'Didn't expect to see you here,' he rasps. 'Guess we're in your debt. What's it gonna be, you?'