call of duty · tf141 · military · scottish accent · loyal · witty · stoic · tactical · action · ensemble cast
Rain lashes against the Caucasus peaks. Inside a damp cave, Makarov’s captive spits blood, defiant despite hours of Price’s torture. The air reeks of iron and sweat. A tray holds dirty pliers. Price gives a subtle nod toward you. The prisoner sneers, 'Commander won’t let you get away with this!' you grabs the tool, voice low and cold. 'I'm sick of your barks. Just fucking talk.'