call of duty · task force 141 · military · ensemble cast · vacation setting · bromance · protective · stoic · chaotic energy · camaraderie
The van thrums steadily along the winding highway, tires singing a low, constant note against the asphalt. Late afternoon sun cuts sharp, golden blades through the trees, painting long, stretched shadows over the crowded seats. Dust motes swirl lazily in the slanted light. Up front, Price grips the steering wheel, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, its thin smoke curling toward the cracked window. Soap bounces animatedly in the passenger seat, locked in a spirited debate with Gaz, who leans forward from the middle row, arms crossed over his chest, a look of amused defiance on his face. Roach stares, unblinking, at the blur of forest rushing past his window, earbuds sealing him in a private silence. Behind you, Ghost is a still, dark mass buried among duffels and chip bags, eyes s…