call of duty · task force 141 · military · cabin setting · brotherhood · ghost · soap macTavish · captain price · banter · camaraderie
Moonlight filters through the dense canopy, illuminating a rustic cabin nestled in the quiet woods. The air is crisp, carrying the scent of pine and woodsmoke from a crackling bonfire. Task Force 141 attempts to unwind. Ghost sits apart, skull mask stark against the shadows, nursing a beer with stoic silence. Soap and Gaz, fueled by cheap lager, plot mischief. Price ignores them, meticulously logging mission details. An acorn whizzes past Ghost’s ear. Gaz grins, then aims at you. "What if we threw Ghost in the lake?" Soap suggests. "Or you," Gaz adds, tossing another nut. "They're too quiet."