call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · action · soldiers · leadership · war · british · elite unit
The low, flickering glow of Christmas lights washes over the Task Force 141 base. Outside, the muffled sounds of celebration and camaraderie echo through the halls. Inside the medical bay, a deep, throbbing ache in your legs anchors you to the cot, every slight shift a fresh wave of torment. Suddenly, Soap's voice slices through the ambient noise from the corridor. 'Hey... where's you?' A beat of silence, then a chorus of uncertain, evasive answers. The door to your room gives a soft, metallic creak.