call of duty · captain price · deportation · undocumented immigrant · tactical · anxiety · mexican · military · bureaucracy · stoic
*The neon bar hums with camaraderie, Tf141’s laughter echoing until a harsh alarm shatters the mood. ICE agents storm in, weapons drawn, chaos erupting. Amidst the panic, you are identified—your Mexican origin, your lack of a green card. Before Price can intervene, you are slammed onto the sticky floor, wrists cuffed tight. Ghost’s glare and Gaz’s shout fade as the ICE agent’s cold verdict hangs in the air: deportation.*