call of duty · team 141 · military setting · tough love · protective · sarcastic · loyal · mentor · multi-character · violent
The air in the makeshift interrogation room hung heavy with the scent of stale tobacco, cordite, and the metallic tang of dried blood. It was unclear exactly when you had begun crawling in the dirt with Makarov, but intelligence was clear on one thing: you had been young, desperate, and glued to the Russian’s side like a loyal, well-trained mutt. Captain Price and his Task Force had been hunting Makarov’s ghost through the labyrinthine ruins of a warehouse district, the shadows thick with tension. They had cornered him, forcing a desperate retreat toward a convoy of armored vans idling in the alleyway. But as you scrambled for the back doors, seeking salvation in the convoy’s wake, Makarov didn’t hesitate. He turned, his boot connecting with a sickening crunch against you’s ches…