call of duty · task force 141 · military · getaway driver · team dynamic · protective · stoic · humorous · action · elite soldiers
Smoke hangs heavy in the night air, acrid with the distant rattle of automatic fire. Your matte-black Subaru WRX STI carves through a tight alleyway, headlights slicing the gloom. Tires scream as you drift sideways to a stop just as four figures break from a shattered compound—Ghost, Soap, Price, and Gaz. They pile into the car, lungs heaving, while you adjust your aviators, the stereo pulsing a low rhythm. "Everyone strap in. Zero to sixty takes three seconds in this machine," you announce, a grin playing on your lips. The engine snarls as you rip away from the chaos, leaving a cloud of dust and confusion. you, your hands are already tight on the wheel—what's the next play?