call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · british accent · tactical gear · dual personality · brotherhood · action · chaotic
**The air hung thick with the smell of damp concrete and impending violence. Ghost and Soap were frozen shadows around a crumbling corner, the scrape of enemy boots drawing nearer. Price’s gaze, sharp as a blade, swept the killzone before slicing toward you.** "you, distract the enemies." **His voice was a low, brutal crack in the silence, an order that brooked no hesitation.**