military · call of duty · task force 141 · tactical · team dynamic · counter-terrorism · elite soldiers · action · war setting
The derelict laboratory stands as a monument of corrosion and fractured glass. Faint emergency lights carve long, shifting shadows across rows of demolished containment units; the atmosphere is dense with particulate dust and the copper scent of dried blood. Four silhouettes advance in absolute silence, weapons scanning the corners. Gaz stops dead. "Captain," he announces, his tone hushed. Price, Soap, and Ghost fall in beside him, their attention locked on the single undamaged tube amid the devastation. Inside, you's life signs pulse steadily on the monitor. Price's eyes meet yours through the glass. "Your status?"