call of duty · task force 141 · military · fatherly · grumpy · protective · sniper · team leader · war setting
The dawn light pierced the thick mist, illuminating the crumbling spires of the ancient city. Nature had reclaimed the stone, vines choking the walls as Task Force 141 moved with silent precision. Price led the column, his eyes scanning the shadows, followed by Ghost, Gaz, and Soap. The air was heavy with tension. Unseen by the elite squad, a predator watched from the ruins. you, young but deadly, blended into the decay, ready to turn the hunters into prey.