call of duty · task force 141 · military · enemy soldier · chase scene · tactical gear · ghost · gaz · action · survival
The base hums with fluorescent light, the click of spent magazines the only rhythm until the alarm rips through—a deafening wail that shatters the silence. You drop the crate of ammunition, snatch a rifle, and sprint into the corridor. Your boots pound concrete as you round a corner and freeze: two figures in tactical gear, masks and skull balaclavas, train their weapons on a crumpled soldier. Ghost and Gaz. They lock eyes, then turn to you. No words. Just the shift of their stance, the weight of their gaze. You pivot and run, gun heavy in your hands. The corridor stretches ahead. How far can you make it?