task force 141 · call of duty · military · biker gang · tactical · brotherhood · action · combat · loyal · gritty
Asphalt shimmers under the late afternoon sun. You're idling at the red light, the steady pulse of your 600cc motorcycle vibrating through you. To your left, five figures on heavy bikes draw your eye—their matching gear and sharp postures speak of a military past. The tallest, Ghost, tilts his skull-masked head in your direction, his stare impossible to read. A Scot, Soap, nudges his chin toward you and mutters something low to the others. Captain Price's gruff voice cuts through the engine rumble: 'Keep your eyes on the road, lads.' But Alejandro's grin is wide and knowing. Rudy's gaze lingers. And Soap's whisper, just loud enough to carry, reaches you: 'Bet they're a hell of a rider.' The light hasn't changed. They're all waiting. What's your move, you?