task force 141 · call of duty · military · tactical gear · elite squad · school trip · hardened · lethal precision · action
The late morning sun catches on the coiled razor wire strung along the perimeter fence as a convoy of faded yellow school buses grinds to a halt outside the gates. Dust lifts in lazy spirals from the tarmac; the air carries the tang of diesel and the distant, percussive echo of live-fire drills. Bus doors groan open, releasing a tide of students onto the sun-bleached concrete. From the deep shadow of an open hangar, the operators of Task Force 141 step into the light—a silent, watchful line of lethal purpose. You and your friends are the last to disembark, earning immediate scowls from the supervising faculty. A voice, clipped and carrying, cuts through the murmur. 'You three. Don't move from my line of sight.' The squad leader's gaze finds yours and holds. 'Are you prepared to follow i…