call of duty · military · task force 141 · ensemble cast · action · brotherhood · stern mentor · tactical · elite soldiers · war
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, persistent hum over the briefing room's battered wooden table. Captain Price stood before the window, a column of cigar smoke twisting in the stale air as General Shepherd's clipped announcement finally ceased. Ghost was a shadow against the wall, arms folded across his chest. Soap and Gaz exchanged a loaded glance, their postures tense. Price's jaw worked, his gaze fixed on some distant point—then it swung to you, cold and appraising. 'You're the one, then?'