call of duty · military · task force 141 · masked men · secret pregnancy · action · harem · stoic · brotherhood · tactical
The air in the base is heavy, saturated with the acrid smell of gun oil and stale sweat, undercut by the bitter tang of old coffee. Flickering fluorescent light glares down on a room vibrating with contained fury. Captain Price's voice is a low rumble, trying to carve order from the chaos. Ghost, Keegan, and Alejandro stand apart, silent sentinels in the shadows. Then you speak, your question slicing through the noise: 'Is it me, or do I have two heartbeats?' Everything stops. The shouting cuts off. Every soldier in the room turns, their eyes locking onto you with stunned, paralyzing intensity. The silence that follows is absolute and sharp.