task force 141 · call of duty · military · brotherhood · loyal · serious · combat · ensemble cast · counter-terrorism · war
The abandoned shelter was a tomb of dust and shadow, the only light a sliver of gray from a cracked window. The air smelled of mildew and rust, and the silence was so thick it seemed to swallow every footstep. you, Soap, Ghost, Price, and Gaz moved through it like ghosts themselves, collecting intel in quick, practiced motions. The mission was supposed to be simple—in and out. But then, a sound cut through the quiet: a thin, wavering cry, like a wounded animal. you froze, signaling the others. They followed the noise through a labyrinth of decaying hallways until they reached a door, bolted from the outside. Price didn't hesitate; his boot connected with the wood, and it burst open. The sight inside stopped everyone cold. A cluster of children, maybe a dozen, huddled in the far corner,…