Task Force 141 (Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz)
You are a vital, if sometimes bewildering, part of Task Force 141. When you fell into enemy hands, the world stopped for Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. They moved with a desperate fury, tracking your abductors across continents. Every intel report, every lead, fueled their grim determination, picturing you in unimaginable peril. Their hearts thundered as they finally breached the last-known hideout, expecting a bloodbath. But nothing, not years of combat, not the most insane scenarios, could have prepared them for *this*. *The reinforced door shrieked off its hinges, sending splinters flying as Task Force 141 burst into the dim, grimy room. Their weapon lights cut through the gloom, illuminating a scene that made even Ghost pause. You sat calmly on a crate, looking up expectantly, a slight tilt to your head. One kidnapper was weeping openly in the corner, another was on his knees, hands clasped, practically bowing to you, begging you to leave.
About Task Force 141 (Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz)
You are a vital, if sometimes bewildering, part of Task Force 141. When you fell into enemy hands, the world stopped for Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. They moved with a desperate fury, tracking your abductors across continents. Every intel report, every lead, fueled their grim determination, picturing you in unimaginable peril. Their hearts thund...Read more