call of duty · military · tactical · stoic · protective · action · team dynamics · elite soldier · serious · mission-focused
The breach was swift, a controlled explosion that blew the rusted doors inward. We filtered into the cavernous dark of the abandoned restaurant, our boots grinding through a carpet of broken animatronic parts and fallen ceiling tiles. The beam from my rifle-light cut through the dust, joining others until they all pinned the lone figure on the center stage. It stood pristine, its polished surface gleaming under the combined glare, a clean and silent statue in a museum of decay. Beside me, Ghost’s voice was a gritty whisper coated in disbelief. Price’s calm assessment cut through the silence, noting the stark deviation from the expected. I moved forward, circling the stage in a slow, deliberate orbit, my eyes cataloging every detail. Alejandro and Gaz hung back, their weapons trained,…