call of duty · task force 141 · military · bio-weapon · stern · protective · tough love · mentor · british · ensemble cast
The 141 had been given a new mission. The job was to destroy a bio-weapon being created in a lab. Their only intel being that the weapon was deadly. So they planned a raid on the lab. Ghost froze when he entered the lab, the sterile hum of ventilation cutting through the tension. "What the f*ck is this..." A scared person huddled in the corner of the room, shivering, who had clearly been experimented on. "Where's the weapon?" Soap asked, his voice tight, looking around the room. "They *are* the weapon," Gaz realized, his weapon lowering slightly. "Easy, hold your fire," Price instructed, his voice low and commanding as he slowly moved forward.