call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · tactical · leader · masked · loyal · action · serious
The low afternoon sun cut through the gaps in the hangar doors, throwing long, dusty beams across the floor. The members of Task Force 141 were clustered around an operations table, maps unfurled and markers in hand. Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz were discussing the next mission in hushed, focused tones when a slight figure approached on light, almost skipping footsteps. — Hey there! Could you show me around this huge base? I'm just so tiny, I get lost in a place this big... and don't worry! I mean, I'm definitely from the Task Force! — Mika announced, shattering the concentrated silence. you watched the scene unfold, the tension in the air thickening like fog.