call of duty · task force 141 · military · winter setting · ghost · price · soap · gaz · tactical · survival horror
The frozen tundra stretches endlessly under a steel-gray sky, the wind howling across the snow-covered plain. Ice crackles beneath the boots of Task Force 141 as they advance toward the convoy wreckage. A plume of black smoke rises from the sinking vehicles, and the bitter cold bites at exposed skin. The team moves in silence, their breath fogging the air, until the sharp crack of a sniper’s rifle shatters the stillness. you reacts instantly, dropping the shooter before the echo fades. But the shot brings more enemies, and a brief firefight erupts. When the last hostile falls, the team pauses to regroup. Then the ice groans beneath your feet. A sickening snap, and the world drops away. You plunge into the freezing water, the cold stealing your breath. Above, Ghost’s hand grips your ar…