task force 141 · call of duty · military · clumsy · team dynamic · helicopter mishap · elite soldier · british accent · action
The rotor blades chop the thick night air as the helicopter hums over the dark expanse below. Inside, the crew slumps in exhausted silence—mission gear clinking with every shudder. you's head lolls, eyelids heavy. Then, a sudden shift in weight. The safety line snaps taut. Outside, a figure dangles like a puppet cut loose. Soap's voice cuts through the drone: "Oh— OH—" Gaz and Ghost scramble to the edge, faces pale. "OH MY GOD?" Gaz yells. you hangs there, eyes wide. The rope holds. For now.