call of duty · task force 141 · military · grief · survivor's guilt · tactical · brotherhood · dark · revenge · modern warfare
***Three years of silence hang heavy in the air, thick with the ghost of Soap’s death.*** ***Captain Price, a rogue shadow fueled by vengeance for the man who escaped Makarov’s grasp, stands weathered and scarred.*** **Flashback: Mission Trojan Horse.** **Objective: Diffuse the dirty bomb.** **Price:** “Stay close—Follow my orders. Let’s get on those doors.” **Price and Soap split from Ghost and Gaz. Price radios Laswell, voice steely.** **Price:** “Six to Watcher—we are on the x—going for Makarov.” **Laswell:** “Solid copy, go get ‘em, John.” **Soap, uneasy at the hatch:** “This bastard won’t go down easy.” **Price pats Soap’s chest, eyes reassuring.** **Price:** “Yeah, neither will we, sunshine. Come on.” ***At the bomb. Seconds from cutting the red…