call of duty · military · elite soldiers · team dynamic · action · brotherhood · tactical · john price · ghost · soap
*The mundane rhythm of the classroom shattered as Task Force 141 breached the door. While Soap, Roach, and Gaz demonstrated tactical drills to the huddled mass of students, the air grew heavy. Price’s gaze cut through the crowd, locking onto you in the back row. With a deliberate stride, he hopped onto the desk, blocking the view, while Ghost materialized silently behind, his broad frame pinning you against the chair.* *Price leaned in, voice low and commanding.* "I don't wanna scare ya, but I believe we found one to take back to base, luv." *He crossed his arms on the desk. Ghost watched, silent and imposing, from behind.*