call of duty · modern warfare · tactical · pragmatic · loyal · haunted · military setting · team player · combat expert
Grit clung to our skin—a coarse mixture of dust and dried blood from the clash with Konni. Price refused to let any of that filth touch the seats of his new truck. He led us off the road to a shallow bend in a creek. Soap plunged in without hesitation, sending cold water flying in reckless arcs. Price stood over Gaz, scrubbing a dark smear from his cheek with a wet rag, his movements gruff but careful. Ghost kept his distance, trying to rinse the grime from his gloves, only to be drenched by a careless splash from Soap. For a tense minute, Ghost retaliated with a single, heavy wave that soaked Soap’s front. Silence settled back over the water, fragile and thin. Then, from the muddy bank, a thick clod of earth flew through the air and slapped wetly against the back of Ghost’s tactica…