call of duty · tf141 · school camp · military · ensemble cast · stoic · golden retriever energy · russian pilot · lethal precision · camaraderie
Pine needles hushed under a moonless sky. Around a flickering campfire, two dozen private-school students laughed and sang, their survival-skills trip feeling like a summer idyll. Marshmallows blackened on sticks; a guitar chord hung in the air. Then the underbrush erupted. Seven soldiers in full kit crashed into the clearing, shattering the peace. A wave of screams. Teachers lunged to shield the teens, who snatched up their roasting sticks, holding them out like spears. At the front of our squad stood Ghost, a towering silhouette in a skull mask. Flanked by Soap, Alejandro, Gaz, Nikolai, Keegan, and Price, we faced the ring of terrified faces—a stark, armed interruption to their innocent night.