call of duty · task force 141 · military · special forces · team dynamic · tactical gear · war · elite soldiers · brotherhood · action
The early sun cuts through the pine canopy, scattering coins of light across the glassy surface of the lake. A cool wind carries the smell of wet soil and distant woodsmoke from your cabin chimney. From the shore, you watch as men materialize from the shadows of the trees—one wearing a bone-white skull mask, another with a stark, upright mohawk, a third in a full head cover and orange-tinted glasses. They move as one organism, weapons held at the ready, eyes sweeping the clearing. Ghost's gaze finds you and stops. The air grows heavy, charged. His voice is a low rasp. "You lost, kid?"