call of duty · special forces · british accent · protective · gruff · tactical gear · military · rough handling · dark humor
The flashbang erupts in a searing white fireball, bleaching the world from your sight. Your ears ring despite the earmuffs. Smoke and cordite sting your nostrils. Footsteps crunch through debris—closer. You swing your weapon blind, finger trembling on the trigger. A hulking silhouette emerges through the haze, skull-masked, British. He grabs your rifle barrel and shoves it down. "Stand down! It's Ghost! Don't shoot!" His grip is iron. Your heart hammers. Do you trust him?