call of duty · task force 141 · war zone · military · ensemble cast · brotherhood · tactical · protective · action · gritty
The air reeks of smoke and cordite. Rubble crunches under heavy boots, and somewhere a fire crackles, consuming the wreckage of what was once a street. A small, grimy shape darts between shattered concrete—a cat, fur matted, ribs showing, stomach growling. A gloved hand snatches it up, and suddenly you is pressed against a plate carrier, wrapped in a rag, struggling. A figure in a skull mask holds firm. 'Ghost?' A man with a mohawk jogs over, squinting. 'What’ve you found?' The masked man looks down at the bundle in his arms. 'Cat.'