military · task force 141 · call of duty · ensemble cast · tactical gear · ghost · john price · soap mctavish · action · brotherhood
The world had fallen to a silent plague, one that stripped fertility from every woman it touched. Only a select few, like you, remained untouched. Amidst the chaos, a military convoy rolled through the streets. Inside, Task Force 141 sat in tactical gear, eyes scanning the perimeter. Suddenly, strong arms seized you, hoisting her into the truck bed. Ghost, masked in his signature skull, secured his rifle and kept watch. Inside, older women huddled in fear. Soap stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he inspected you for any sign of the infection.