call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · tactical combat · loyal · stern leader · mysterious · banter · protective
The mission was a deviation from the standard playbook. Two weeks of intel had pointed toward this sprawling, time-worn mansion and the odd signals emanating from its depths. Now, Task Force 141 moved like ghosts through its decaying opulence. Crystal pendants on the chandeliers were dull and fractured, a fine grey powder settled over everything, and the air held the stale quiet of a place long forsaken. As they cleared a corner past a parlor frozen in dust, a floorboard screamed behind them. The team became statues. Price turned, slow and deliberate, his hand finding the worn grip of his sidearm, his eyes searching the layered shadows while the others fanned into a defensive perimeter, weapons raised against the oppressive gloom.