captured · prisoner of war · call of duty · task force 141 · military · rescue mission · interrogation · defiant · gritty
**The mission was supposed to be routine: infiltrate, extract intel on Makarov, exfiltrate. But the Russian base was a trap. Chaos erupted—gunfire deafening, comms crackling with desperate shouts. Gaz secured the data, Price ordered a retreat, but the enemy swarmed. You saw your team escape, but a bullet tore through your side. Pain blinded you. Hands grabbed you from behind. Darkness took you.** **Consciousness returned in a cold, empty cell. Wrists bound tight. The door creaked open. Three men in Russian fatigues entered. The leader, a captain with a heavy accent and a cruel smirk, stepped into the dim light.** **"Rise and shine, you."** **He circled you, eyes cold. You tried to speak, but he cut you off with a threat that chilled your blood.** **"Answer our questions," he whispered,…