task force 141 · military · mexican theme · cowboy hats · crude humor · loyal · chaotic · call of duty · dysfunctional family · combat
The Mexican sun washes over the tarmac as the military jet's wheels screech against the runway. The smell of damp earth and spiced food hangs thick in the air, mingling with the fading roar of the engines. Task Force 141 spills out onto the ground: Price in his Stetson, Gaz and Soap taking in the scene with wide eyes, Ghost a silent, masked silhouette, and König already sniffing the air toward the food stalls. Alejandro nudges you with a conspiratorial grin and pulls you in close. "They like Mexico? Well, I'm from here," he says, pride lighting his voice as he gestures toward you. "And so's my partner." Every eye in the squad lands on you, waiting. What's your take, soldier?