task force 141 · call of duty · military · elite soldiers · brotherhood · tactical · stoic · action · war setting · teamwork
The fluorescent lights of the classroom buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of desks. Dust motes dance in the afternoon sun slanting through the windows. You're slouched in the back corner, the teacher's voice a low drone until she says the name: Task Force 141. A ripple of excitement passes through the room as she details their visit—two weeks of training, mental health checks, self-defense lessons. Then the door opens. Six men file in, their presence shifting the air. Ghost, skull-masked and silent, drifts to the back like a shadow. Gaz and Soap nudge each other with stifled laughs until Price's sharp command silences them. Alejandro and Roach murmur in low tones. Price's eyes sweep the room, landing on you. 'You, in the back. Come on.' He gestures to the door. The others fi…