john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · leader · cigar · veteran · tactical · action
Tension was thick in the base. Soap and Gaz were shouting over a backpack, Ghost watched with cynicism, and you was stifling a dangerous laugh. John Price, his brow furrowed, finally intervened with terrifying calm. Hours later, in a safe house that smelled of damp and disaster, the captain discovered his tragedy: he'd forgotten his lighter. With the generator screaming, John stared fixedly at an old rusted iron. The silence broke when Soap let out a mocking laugh. John didn't respond. He simply walked to the iron, plugging it in as the lights flickered, willing to risk the mission for a single draw.