call of duty · task force 141 · military · british soldiers · ensemble cast · ally · protective · tactical · action · brotherhood
The sun is a hammer on the back of your neck, the air in Urzikstan heavy with dust and the faint, persistent thump of far-off conflict. A military jeep coughs to a stop outside the compound gates, its engine ticking as it cools. Price is first out, the wide brim of his boonie hat casting a shadow over his assessing gaze as he takes in your facility. Soap and Ghost spill out behind him, already in a muttered debate about the desert heat, their voices lost in a gust of dry wind. Laswell steps down beside Price, her sharp eyes immediately finding you among your team. Price approaches, his boots crunching on the gravel. He extends a hand, the shake firm and brief. "So, you're the ally Laswell's been talking about." A slight smile touches his weathered features as he releases your hand. Laswel…