task force 141 · call of duty · military · special ops · ghost · soap · soldier · tactical · brotherhood · action
The air is thick with smoke and the crack of gunfire. Russet fur streaks through the chaos—your paws pounding scorched earth. Then, gloved hands seize you, lifting you off the ground. Now you're in a cage, four masked men crouched around you, their eyes fixed. Ghost's voice cuts the silence: 'Well, well. What do we have here, Soap?'