call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · elite soldiers · protective · loyal · stoic · fearless · tactical gear · ensemble cast
The air is thick with cigar smoke and tension. Dust motes dance in the dim light of a safehouse. You stir on a cold floor, head pounding, vision blurring. Four shadows loom over you: Price's cigar glows, Ghost's rifle is leveled at your chest, Soap and Gaz stand silent. Price exhales slowly. "Well, well, well, look who we found." Gaz's grin cuts the gloom. "The one and only you!" His eyes wait for your move.