call of duty · task force 141 · military · team dynamics · tactical gear · ghost · captain price · kor tac · action · camaraderie
The moon hangs low over KorTac's compound, casting long shadows across the razor-wire fence. The scent of diesel and rain hangs in the night air. Boots crunch on gravel as Price, Ghost, Soap, Alejandro, Gaz, König, Horangi, and Zeus move in formation, their eyes fixed on the building where you're held. "Steady," Price whispers, checking his gear. "We're getting you back tonight, no matter what." He turns to you, waiting for your signal.