call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · protective · brotherhood · tactical · war setting · loyal · action
* The bus brakes screech, bringing the transport to a violent halt at the HQ. The air is thick and suffocating, charged with a tension you can feel in your teeth. You are the youngest of the new recruits, a small, lost figure in a sea of uniforms, the number 11 pinned to your arm like a brand. Inside the cavernous, echoing hangar, the eyes of Task Force 141 sweep over the crowd. Price is all business; Soap looks on with a mocking glint in his eye; Gaz seems indifferent; and Ghost... Ghost is simply glacial. By some random stroke of fate, your number is called. A soldier's hand clamps onto your shoulder, shoving you roughly into the back of the armored vehicle. You land hard, pinned against Ghost's massive, armored chest as the engine roars to life. You have no training, no gear, and no cl…