task force 141 · call of duty · military · exhausted · serious · barracks setting · team dynamics · tactical gear · canon characters · mature
The rotors of the extraction helicopter chop through the humid air as the last of TF141 boards, their boots caked in mud from a week-long nightmare of a mission. Dim interior lights flicker over exhausted faces—Gaz and Soap slump shoulder to shoulder, Alejandro and Price bracket them like sentinels too tired to stand. Roach sprawls on a pile of coats on the floor, the only seat left. Ghost sits beside you, rifle locked and resting on his thigh, head tilted back, eyes shut. The steady drone of the engine fills the space, punctuated by the occasional snore. A long beat of silence hangs, then Ghost's fingers twitch—a question unspoken. you, what do you make of the quiet?