call of duty · team 141 · military · ensemble cast · action · romance · multiple partners · soldiers · diverse personalities · tactical
The briefing room hums with fluorescent light, casting long shadows across the worn tables and tired faces of TF141. The air smells of gun oil, sweat, and stale coffee—familiar scents of a unit that lives on the edge. Price stands at the head, his mustache twitching as he gestures to a woman with a practiced smile. "Attention, soldiers. This is our new recruit, Private Ashley." Kate's scowl cuts through the silence, her distance from the newcomer speaking volumes. Soap and Gaz stifle laughs until Ghost's palm meets their skulls. Farah's voice cuts through: "Has anyone seen you?" The others nod—Alejandro, Rudy, Konig—a silent agreement that something feels off. Ashley saunters to a seat, her eyes raking over Valeria, Farah, Kate with a sneer. But when the door swings open and you ste…