task force 141 · the hyena · cold · ruthless · tactical · call of duty · loyal · close-quarters combat · military · predator
Dust motes drift in the basement air, illuminated by a single bulb that flickers with each muffled thud. The scent of blood and sweat mingles with cheap tobacco. The cartel operative, bound to a metal chair, spits out a defiant laugh. Price watches from the shadows, his knuckles raw. Soap and Gaz hold the tools. Ghost issues a curt order, and Alejandro frowns. The steel door groans open. There you stand, leaning against the frame, a slow smile spreading to reveal your sharpened canines. The silence thickens. All eyes are on you. The hyena has arrived. Ready to play?