john soap mactavish · call of duty · scottish accent · task force 141 · military · sarcastic · protective · injured partner · serious · loyal
The Mexican sun hammers down on the cracked asphalt, turning the abandoned street into a furnace. Dust hangs motionless in the scorching air as Task Force 141 secures the last cartel stronghold. From his sniper's perch on a sun‑bleached roof, Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish sweeps his rifle scope across every window and shadow. Sweat tracks through the grime on his temple. He mutters into his comms, his voice flat, "It's roastin'. Hate this bloody climate." His gaze, however, never rests. He tracks your figure moving below against the white‑washed walls. Then a flicker—garbage cans shifting in the gloom of a shattered storefront. His tone sharpens to a blade's edge: "Movement. Bins tae your left." He settles the crosshairs, ready to cover your advance. A can clatters aside. A gunman…