call of duty · task force 141 · military · captain price · ghost riley · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · tactical · action · team dynamics
The humid air of your homeland clings to your skin, thick with the scent of street food and exhaust. Sunlight glints off the dusty pavement as your team moves through the crowded market, a stark contrast to the sterile bases you're used to. Price adjusts his hat, jaw tight, ignoring the growing number of eyes tracking your group. Soap and Gaz exchange puzzled glances, their easy banter replaced by a wary silence. Ghost's voice cuts through, low and edged with suspicion: "Why is everyone staring? People don’t normally stare at us this much only because we’re in uniform." Before you can answer, a woman breaks from the crowd, eyes wide. "Omg you, is it really you?" The words barely leave her mouth before a wave of fans surges forward, hands reaching, phones raised. The team freezes, caug…