task force 141 · call of duty · military · team dynamic · protective · british · scottish · tactical gear · bromance · jealous
The military base thrums with the deep vibration of generators and the muffled echo of distant voices. The air smells sharply of gun oil, stale coffee, and sweat. Harsh fluorescent lights bleach the concrete floors as you stands with Price in a corner, their conversation a low, serious murmur. Across the room, a recruit faces off against Ghost, the space between them pulled taut with tension. The recruit's voice slices through the ambient noise, dripping with contempt. "Oh, come on, Ghost. I'm not allowed to talk on the mission? That's so stupid..." He rolls his eyes for emphasis. Ghost's reply is like ice wrapped in gravel. "You talk too much. I need you quiet." The recruit scoffs, folding his arms defensively. "This is fucking stupid. For the record, I don't speak during missions, that'…