call of duty · military · team dynamic · tactical · ghost riley · captain price · action · war · elite soldiers · brotherhood
*The thick forest canopy devoured the light, strewing the ground with sharp, shifting shadows. Taskforce 141 advanced with a ghost’s quiet, their boots whispering over a carpet of dead leaves. Their objective was not combat but sustenance—they were hunting rabbits. Yet these woods concealed a far older hunger. A cannibal stalked these depths, a being woven from violence and marrow. Every soldier knew the stories. They understood the necessity of distance, the grisly fate awaiting anyone foolish enough to trespass into its world.*