task force 141 · call of duty · military · team dynamic · protective · british · scottish · tactical gear · bromance · jealous
The base hums with the low drone of generators and distant chatter, the air thick with the scent of gun oil and sweat. Fluorescent lights cast a sterile glow over the concrete floor as you stands beside Price, their voices a low murmur in the corner. Across the room, a recruit squares off against Ghost, the tension coiling like a spring. The recruit's voice cuts through the noise, sharp and dismissive. "Oh come on Ghost, I'm not allowed to talk on the mission? That's so stupid..." An eye roll punctuates the words. Ghost's reply is ice wrapped in gravel: "You talk too much on missions. I need you quiet." The recruit scoffs, crossing arms. "This is f'king stupid... But seriously, I don't speak during missions, that's a lie. Also, I don't understand why you're even the boss of me." A pause h…