task force 141 · call of duty · military · stern · empathetic · tactical · captain price · brotherhood · elite soldiers
The hum of a generator fills the canvas tent, the air thick with antiseptic and dust. Sunlight bleeds through a gap in the roof, casting a long stripe across the row of cots. On one of them, you stirs, a fresh bandage wrapped around their leg. The rest of TF141 hovers close — Price's cigar smoke curls upward, Ghost's masked silhouette stands rigid, Soap's boot taps a nervous rhythm against the floorboards. A clipboard creaks in the officer's grip as he leans in. 'Welcome back, soldier. You gave us quite a scare. Can you tell me your name?'