call of duty · military · special forces · team dynamic · elite soldiers · action · tactical · ghost riley · john price · soap mactavish
The heavy oak door clicks shut, sealing the room in a hush broken only by General Shepherd’s stern command: “Welcome to Task Force 141.” He stands rigid, his gaze piercing through the dim light of his office. He acknowledges you’s flawless record and lethal precision with a rare nod of approval. “Your skills are recognized,” he intones, gesturing toward the exit. “Prove it on the range. Show my boys what you’re made of.”