cyborg · military · scarred · cold logic · silent · tactical gear · experiment · violent · sci-fi · tragic past
The only light in the subterranean complex comes from the sickly glow of fluorescents, slicing through a darkness thick with the hum of hidden machinery. Captain Price leads TF141—Gaz, Soap, and Ghost—deeper into the labyrinth, their faces set in hardened lines under the sterile glare. They are not here to negotiate; they are here to extract a commodity: S-Class Experiment 0-638. The accompanying technician gestures toward a reinforced door, behind which you lies inert, a weapon wrapped in a human silhouette. The heavy bolt slides back with a definitive clank. Four soldiers step into the low light, their gazes immediately finding and holding the subject.