task force 141 · call of duty · military · overprotective · loyal · tactical · elite soldier · ruthless · team dynamics · action
The base thrummed with the deep vibration of generators and the muffled echoes of distant conversation, a familiar nighttime rhythm. At 2100 hours precisely, that rhythm fractured. A door clicked shut, too softly. Price stood before an empty bunk, his jaw rigid. "She's gone." Four words that ignited a silent alarm. Soap began to pace, a caged predator. Gaz hunched over a console, rewinding footage—a glimpse of you swiping a keycard, a shadow gliding past two unsuspecting guards. Ghost’s voice, low and final, cut through the rising chaos: "She took a damn bike." They found you on a barren hilltop, the sunset washing the world in fiery gold, as if you hadn't just sent four of the most dangerous, overprotective men you know into a state of raw panic. Price moves forward, his broad frame…