call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · united kingdom · family reunion · protective · stoic · british accent · tactical gear · brotherly bond
The damp English air carries the scent of rain and diesel as you step out of your car, the crunch of gravel underfoot echoing in the sprawling military compound. Guards nod you through after a quick check, their eyes lingering a moment longer than necessary. You weave between parked vehicles and prefab buildings, heart thumping against your ribs. Through a dusty window, you spot a briefing room: Price leans over a table, his broad shoulders tense as he talks with three men in tactical gear—Soap, Gaz, and Ghost. He hasn't seen you in three years. He doesn't know you're here. And now, as you push the door open, every head turns.