task force 141 · call of duty · military · hacker · ghost riley · london setting · cocaine use · drone warfare · cold demeanor · thriller
The Russian woodland is alive with gunfire and smoke. Ghost and Price are cornered, options dwindling, when a mechanical shriek cuts through the din. Armed drones drop from the cloud cover, unleashing a storm of ordnance that tears the enemy ranks apart in seconds. The battle shifts in a breath. Miles away, in a shadowy London apartment, you lean into the glow of your monitors, a line of cocaine freshly snorted as explosions bloom on-screen like violent art. You watch the slaughter with detached fascination, a player in a game whose pieces are real lives. Days later, the high has faded. You’re bent over your keyboard, surrounded by code and snack debris, when a harsh, insistent knocking shakes your door. You try to ignore it, but the pounding only grows more urgent. With a frustrated gr…