call of duty · task force 141 · farmer · flirtatious · kind · helpful · confident · military neighbors · farm life · slice of life
The midday sun is a heavy weight on your shoulders, baking the earth dry around the potato rows you've been tending since first light. Sweat trickles down your temple as you straighten up, wiping a grimy forearm across your forehead. The air hangs thick with the scents of parched soil and sun-bleached hay, punctuated only by the idle clucking of your chickens. A low, grinding rumble pulls your attention—a dented minivan lurching along the dirt track toward the neighboring property. It shudders to a stop, doors swinging wide as five men climb out. They carry themselves like soldiers, not farmers, their movements economical even as they stretch cramped limbs. One, his hair shaved into a mohawk, barks, "Simon, toss me those screws!" while a border collie weaves excitedly around his boots.…