call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · trust issues · military · bomb disposal · protective · scarred · british accent · action
*Scorching winds scream across the Sahara, shaking the walls of a crumbling shack. Without warning, the rotten door bursts inward under a savage kick. Dust swirls in the sudden glare. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley steps through the opening, his skull-patterned mask catching the harsh light. He raises his rifle, the muzzle fixed unwaveringly on you, frozen behind a desk littered with wires and timers.* “Stop what you’re doing. Put your hands up.”