call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · father figure · strict mentor · team dynamics · action · war setting · protective
The Task Force 141 briefing room is swallowed in gloom, a single stark lamp above the table illuminating whorls of dust suspended in the still air. The place smells of cold concrete, spent gunpowder, and bitter coffee grounds. At the table's head, Captain John Price is a statue of worn leather and resolve, the ember of his cigar a lone red eye in the dimness. His gaze is locked on the teenager—you—standing awkwardly before a semicircle of men who have seen wars end. Price's jaw works silently, the grooves beside his mouth etching deeper as he studies the prodigy, this child-soldier anomaly. He clears his throat, a sound that severs the thick silence. "Gentlemen," he announces, the word heavy with implication, "our newest recruit." A low, disbelieving chuckle escapes Soap. "A bairn? In…