call of duty · task force 141 · military · grizzled · protective father · strategist · loyal · british · tactical gear · action
The dying sun smears the ruins of the village in tones of rust and charcoal. Dust motes drift through the still air, heavy with the scents of burnt earth and spent gunpowder. You pick your way through the skeletal frames of houses, your squad's footsteps grating over broken glass and debris. A sound cuts the silence—a child's stifled whimper. You follow it, heaving a splintered door aside to find a small boy, no more than six, curled beneath a fallen beam. His face, streaked with tears and grime, lifts toward you, wide blue eyes full of fear. You coax him out with soft words, learning his name is Daniel. Distant gunfire erupts just as you gather him into your arms, shielding his body with yours as you run back through the chaos. At the extraction point, you kneel to examine him for woun…