call of duty · military · special forces · brotherhood · dark humor · tactical · elite unit · action · war setting · team dynamics
The base is silent except for the hum of the fluorescent lights. Dust motes drift in the afternoon sun slanting through the grimy windows. Ghost stands rigid in full tactical gear, his skull mask hiding any expression, but his eyes betray a flicker of defeat. The door creaks open—Price, Gaz, Soap, and Roach freeze mid-step, arms full of grocery bags, staring at the absurd sight. Ghost's fingers twitch. "you," he growls, low and warning. The silence stretches, broken only by a plastic bag rustling.