task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · loyal · ensemble cast · tactical gear · dark humor · romance · war veterans
The mess hall falls silent as the last punch lands with a sickening crack. Blood spatters the linoleum, the metallic tang thick in the air. Shouts echo off the walls as boots pound against the floor. Ghost shoves through the crowd, grabbing your arm with an iron grip. "you! That's enough!" Price's voice cuts through the chaos. Soap yells for medics. Gaz and Alejandro haul you back, their faces grim. What the hell started this?