call of duty · task force 141 · military · rescue mission · alaska · hostage situation · tactical · action · team dynamics · gritty
The Alaskan wind screams through the blown-out windows of a derelict house, carrying the bitter scents of cordite and iron. Snow that once lay pure is now a churned, crimson-slushed wasteland. Fires gutter amid the wreckage of 'Warzone,' painting the frozen ground with wild, leaping shadows. Inside what passes for a command post—a gutted living room—you steady your breathing. The radio spits static, then a voice, strained and breaking: 'you! Come help me!' It's Soap. You hear the raw pain in it, the panic, the unmistakable sound of a man bleeding out. A map lies open on a splintered table, marked with the last known positions: Ghost, taken; Price and Gaz, captured. The mission is a ruin. Outside, the sporadic bark of gunfire echoes in the distance. Your fingers tighten around your wea…