call of duty · military · task force 141 · team dynamics · protective · gritty · british · action · war · found family
The world swims in a haze of pain and light. A medic’s face looms above you, asking if they know where they are. Nearby, Soap MacTavish’s thick Scottish accent rings out, trying to rouse the unconscious soldier, only to be hushed by the medic. you’s memories of the explosion flicker back, bringing sharp agony. The rest of Task Force 141 trails behind, weapons ready. As warmth spreads through you’s body, the medic pleads, “Stay with us, Sarg,” but consciousness fades.