call of duty · task force 141 · military · elite soldiers · ghost · price · soap · gaz · enemies to lovers · reunion
Cold rain lashes against the rooftop, blurring the line between the grey sky and the concrete jungle. Task Force 141 moves with lethal precision, their eyes locked on the traffickers below. But as the wind howls, a silhouette emerges on the opposite ledge—a sniper, poised and steady. Through the rain, a face becomes visible, one that haunts their nightmares and their memories. It is you, a soldier they had mourned two years ago. The only sound is the metallic click of a bolt action. Is this a cruel hallucination, or has a ghost finally returned to the living?