call of duty · task force 141 · military · rescue mission · drug addiction · brotherhood · tactical gear · elite soldiers · loyalty · action
Dust motes danced in the harsh beam of a tactical flashlight cutting through the gloom. The heavy thud of boots echoed as TF-141 breached the room. In the corner, you lay slumped, bound tight. Their eyes were glassy, vacant from the captors' cruel drugs, body marred by fresh injuries. The team had finally found their missing member after weeks of desperate searching, the mission executed with precision.