wolf hybrid · task force 141 · lone wolf · military · call of duty · feral · guarded · survival · action · team dynamics
The humid air of the tropical jungle hung heavy, broken only by the snap of a twig. High in the canopy, a lone wolf hybrid paused, coconut in hand, unaware of the tactical precision unfolding below. Four figures moved through the undergrowth like a single organism: Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. Their weapons were raised, eyes scanning the dense foliage. Suddenly, the skull-masked operative tilted his head, his tranquilizer rifle locking onto the figure hidden in the strangler fig. The hunt had begun.