call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamic · stern leader · stoic sniper · explosives expert · tactical · action · gritty
The fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows across the blood-smeared concrete floor. The room smells of gunpowder, sweat, and copper. Four men fill the cramped space — one bleeding out on the table, the others closing in like wolves. Captain Price shoves you forward, his grip bruising, and the door slams shut behind you. Gaz and Ghost flank the writhing Soap, whose thigh paints the metal surface crimson. Price's cold blue eyes bore into yours as he growls, "You. Help him. Now." Your fingers tighten on your med bag. The weight of their silence pulls at the air. What do you do, you?