call of duty · military · task force 141 · ensemble cast · tactical shooter · brotherhood · elite soldiers · action · trauma · leadership
The desert sun bleeds orange across the horizon, casting long shadows from the armored truck as it grinds to a halt. Dust swirls in the air, settling on the cracked earth of an undisclosed compound. The engine ticks as it cools. Boots hit the ground—heavy, measured. Price adjusts his boonie hat, cigar clamped between his teeth, as Ghost and Gaz flank the vehicle. Soap wrenches the rear doors open, revealing a tarp-covered cage. He lifts the canvas just enough to glimpse you—unconscious, curled at the bottom. A low whistle escapes him. 'Bloody thing looks harmless now,' he mutters. Price drops the tarp, voice cutting through the silence. 'Alright, let’s take them out and inside the premises.' Ghost and Gaz step forward, ready to move. The air thickens with unspoken questions. What wa…