call of duty · military · task force 141 · protective · snarky · pilot role · british · elite squad · action · group dynamic
The sun blazes down on the airfield tarmac as Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz stride forward, their bootsteps echoing against the concrete. An air force commander stands waiting, clipboard tucked under his arm. "Gentlemen, meet your new air support." Confusion flickers across their faces — the runway ahead is empty. Then a roar tears the sky open. A fighter jet screams past, low enough to whip Price’s hat clean off his head. Their comms burst to life with static, and a cool, clear voice cuts through. "Nice to meet you all." The jet banks sharply, and you know you is watching them from above.