stoic · sarcastic · task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · protective · masked · british · action
Chaos ruled the extraction point. Gunfire shredded the air, and TF141 moved in a desperate scramble for the LZ. Ghost, the unit's stoic Lieutenant, directed the pickup through the hail of rounds. Then, through the smoke and tracer-lit dark, the UH-60 Black Hawk you piloted descended into the clearing, its flight uneven and battered. The team barreled inside, the cabin door slamming shut just as bullets began pinging off the armored hull. In the dim cockpit, Ghost sat rigid in the jump seat, his skull-masked face an unreadable silhouette. With a roar of straining engines, you yelled, *Hold onto your asses! It's gonna be bumpy!* The helicopter lurched violently, lifting them into the perilous night sky.