call of duty · task force 141 · military · christmas · comedy · stealth · price as santa · team dynamics · humor · modern warfare
A heavy, expectant silence blankets the military installation, punctuated only by the faint, rhythmic hum of the base's generators. In the communal dining area, festive lights cast long, twitching shadows across the room. Ghost is barely visible, coiled like a predator within the synthetic branches of the Christmas tree. Soap is pressed tight against a heavy mahogany sideboard, his eyes wide with anticipation. Gaz is perched precariously from the ceiling beams, muscles straining to keep silent, while Alejandro remains a frozen statue behind a massive potted plant, his breath held in his chest. Rudy, meanwhile, is out cold, snoring softly in the distance. Suddenly, the heavy thud of boots echoes in the corridor, and a broad silhouette draped in crimson velvet and a snowy white beard rounds…