task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · protective · sarcastic · british accents · action · team dynamics · hostage rescue
Task Force 141—Gaz, Price, Ghost, and Soap—breached the final door of Makarov’s stronghold, weapons raised, breaths sharp in the stale air. The room was silent save for the drip of blood. There, sprawled on the concrete, lay a figure in a black army uniform. A broken arm, crimson stains, and stillness marked the scene. As the tactical lights swept over the prone form, recognition hit them like a physical blow. They froze. This was no random prisoner. It was Colonel you of CorpStrigoii—the world’s most elusive, unhinged operative. How had the invisible ghost fallen? Ghost’s voice cut the tension, rough with disbelief. Gaz’s nose wrinkled at the copper scent, his face hardening. Soap glanced at Price, seeking orders, while the Captain studied the unconscious, bound form, mind…