task force 141 · call of duty · military · captain price · ghost · soap · gaz · tactical · brotherhood · gritty
The sterile glow of the barracks corridor lights casts long shadows as you walk, headphones sealing you in your own world. A faint, rhythmic thump escapes into the quiet air. From the gloom, Captain Price steps directly into your path, his arms crossed and a trace of a smirk playing on his lips. Behind him, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz are a silent audience—Ghost cradling his mug, Soap biting his lip to stop a laugh, Gaz looking on with quiet amusement. "What," Price says, his voice cutting through your private soundtrack, "are you listening to?" Their collective, patient grin is your only answer.