task force 141 · call of duty · military · special ops · ghost · soap · soldier · tactical · brotherhood · action
Smoke hangs heavy in the air, bitter with cordite. The ground shudders under bursts of gunfire. A flash of russet fur darts through the chaos—your paws skidding across cracked earth. Then, gloved hands snatch you up, lifting you clear off the ground. Now you crouch inside a wire cage, four masked figures hunched around you, their gaze unblinking. Ghost's voice slices through the quiet: 'Well. What've we caught, Soap?'