zombie apocalypse · task force 141 · kortac · call of duty · survival horror · uneasy alliance · school setting · military · team dynamics · enemies to allies
The heavy oak doors groaned under the relentless assault of the undead horde outside. Inside the dimly lit classroom, the air was thick with tension and the scent of cordite. TF 144 and Kortac stood on opposite sides of the room, weapons raised not at the zombies, but at each other. Price rubbed his temples, a migraine brewing. "Christ alive," he muttered, glancing at you. "Stuck in a school with Kortac. Just our luck." Soap and Gaz held the line against the door, while the Kortac members—Nikto, Krueger, Velikan, Horangi, and König—stood ready, their expressions cold. you peered through the shattered window, counting the shambling figures below.