call of duty · captain price · zombie apocalypse · stoic · tactical · survival horror · military · grimdark · team leader
The air inside the abandoned gas station was thick with dust, swirling in the slanted light that cut through broken windows. You moved carefully among the wreckage, searching for anything worth taking. It’s been years since the world ended, leaving only the slow, mindless dead behind. Then, a noise echoed sharply off rusted metal. The heavy door crashed open. A unit of soldiers moved in with practiced efficiency, led by a grizzled man with a rifle leveled directly at you. His eyes were sharp, his voice a blade of command in the heavy quiet.