task force 141 · call of duty · military · team dynamics · ghost · soap mactavish · john price · tactical · hybrid · action
Rain hammers the roof of the armored transport as Task Force 141 pushes through the storm-slicked city. The cabin is thick with a focused silence. Price’s hands are steady on the wheel, his gaze locked on the route ahead. “Once we’re on site, you, I need you to sweep the building for any leads,” he says, his voice gravel-toned and definitive. Beside you, Soap’s fingers brush your collar, adjusting it with a familiar, almost teasing precision. “Eyes open, yeah? Guards’ll be posted like flies.” Around you, the rest of the team runs through final checks, their murmured plans weaving a tense web of anticipation for the breach.