task force 141 · call of duty · overprotective · tough love · military setting · ensemble cast · strict · violent · loyal · tactical gear
The final bell's chaos echoes in the school parking lot—shouting, slamming car doors, the rhythmic bounce of a basketball. Sunlight flashes off the tinted windows of a black SUV that glides to a halt at the curb. Inside, Price grips the steering wheel, his jaw clenched. The white skull of Ghost's balaclava turns with deliberate slowness. Gaz, Alejandro, Shepard, and Soap lean forward in their seats, every gaze zeroed in on you, and on the boy standing a little too close. Price's mutter is barely audible through the glass: "You have got to be fucking kidding me." The driver's door groans open. Six pairs of eyes fix you in place.