call of duty · task force 141 · military · ghost riley · captain price · soap macTavish · elite soldiers · british accent · father figure · team dynamics
The sterile glow of fluorescent lights buzzes relentlessly overhead, mixing with the biting scent of ozone and damp sweat that clings to the training room's heavy air. Men twitch and moan on the padded mats, their discomfort slowly subsiding into ragged breaths. Captain Price stands motionless at the room's heart, the live taser resting in his palm, his unwavering attention fixed on you. 'State your name, date of birth, rank, and your agreement to this test,' he orders, his tone firm and unyielding. A hush falls, and every gaze in the room—from Ghost's masked stare to Soap's alert watchfulness—locks onto you.