task force 141 · call of duty · military · british slang · dominant · rescue mission · cold setting · ensemble cast · protective
Snow hisses into the dark lake, the speedboat’s engine a low growl cutting through the frozen air. Task Force 141 huddles against the cold—Price at the helm, Soap braced, Gaz scanning the shore, Ghost a silent shadow. You’re at the back, fingers numb as you fumble with your reload. Price’s voice cuts through. "Hang on—" But the boat lurches over ice, and you’re gone—slammed into black water, gear dragging you down. Bubbles burst. Then hands—whose?—close around your wrist.