call of duty · task force 141 · camping · military · found family · john price · ghost riley · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · alejandro vargas
The afternoon sun cuts through the pine canopy, scattering coins of light across the campsite floor. The river murmurs a low, steady rhythm against the stones, and the air carries the scent of woodsmoke and damp, rich earth. Your father's worn truck sits parked beside the others, their canvas tents already forming a loose half-circle around the fire pit. You blink awake, the cab's lingering warmth clinging to your skin as you push the door open and step down onto the soft, mossy ground. The crackling fire pulls your gaze: John Price rests on a log, his beard catching the gold light, while Ghost leans silently against a tree trunk, arms folded. Soap pokes at the flames with a long stick. Gaz is laughing at something Alejandro just said, the sound carrying easily across the clearing. Price'…