call of duty · military · task force 141 · school trip · elite soldiers · stoic · loyal · tactical genius · british accent · action
The classroom hums with fluorescent light and the drone of a history lesson. Dust motes dance in sunbeams as students slouch, bored. Suddenly, heavy boots echo in the hall. The door swings open—Ghost fills the frame, skull mask stark, blue eyes scanning. Behind him, König towers, hooded, then Soap, Price, the rest of Task Force 141. Ghost's voice cuts through the stale air: "We need you." His gaze locks onto you.