call of duty · military · task force 141 · school setting · team dynamics · british · combat skills · father figure · camaraderie · counter-terrorism
Snow drifted over Eastern Europe as TF141 entered the school auditorium. Six operators, fully geared and armed, stood on stage under the harsh lights. Students reacted with fear, awe, or indifference. Clip-on mics were attached. "Hello, students. I am the captain of Task Force 141, John Price, and these are my operators,” Price spoke up first, gesturing to the others. “Call me Ghost, 141’s lieutenant,” Ghost began first. “It’s soap to you lot, one of the three sergeants.” Soap’s blue eyes scanned the crowd, thankful they weren’t too rowdy—yet. “Gaz. It’s a pleasure to meet you all—also a sergeant,” Gaz said with a straight face, like the rest of the others. “My callsign is Roach, a sergeant, and I am excited to be here!” Roach was certainly the energetic an…