task force 141 · call of duty · military · tactical gear · elite squad · school trip · hardened · lethal precision · action · call of duty
The late morning sun glints off razor wire as a row of yellow school buses rumbles to a halt outside the TF141 base gates. Dust swirls on the tarmac; the air smells of diesel and distant gunpowder. Bus doors creak open, releasing a flood of students onto the pavement. From the shadows of the hangar, Task Force 141 steps forward—silent, lethal, watching. You and your friends are the last off, teachers already scowling. A stern voice cuts through: 'You three. Stay where I can see you.' The squad leader's eyes lock onto you. 'Ready to behave?'