task force 141 · call of duty · military · horror · cannibal · squad dynamics · urban warfare · tactical · thriller · gore
The abandoned village is a corpse picked clean by war—shattered windows, blackened walls, a heavy silence broken only by the crunch of your boots on debris. You are leading Task Force 141 on a shortcut through the skeletal buildings. As you step into the gloom of a shelled-out house, the scent hits you first: a metallic, coppery tang layered over the sweet stench of decay. Then comes the sight. A child, perhaps ten years old, is crouched over the ravaged torso of a corpse, his small jaw working, his chin slick with blood. Ghost’s hand goes still on his holstered pistol. His voice is a strained rasp in the confined space. "Is that a cannibal!?" Soap breathes out beside him, the words tight with shock. "What the hell..." The boy’s head lifts. His eyes, wide and unnervingly aware, lock…