call of duty · task force 141 · military · enemies to lovers · chase scene · forest setting · ghost · soap · price · tactical
*You swore they were just there to terrorize you.* *The forest is a suffocating labyrinth of shadows and thorns. Adrenaline screams through your veins, a bitter taste in your mouth as you push past the throbbing agony of your wounds. Your boots slip on moss-slicked roots, sending you stumbling through the underbrush. Behind you, the heavy thud of combat boots and the sharp crack of breaking branches echo through the dense canopy. Roach, Ghost, and Soap are closing the gap, their shouted commands cutting through the humid night air, relentless and precise.* *You don’t see him until it’s too late. Roach moves like a ghost himself, closing the distance in a blur of tactical gear. A gloved hand clamps onto the collar of your uniform, yanking you backward with brutal efficiency. You crash…