Taskforce 141 - mission
Rain slicks the streets, turning shadows into enemies. You crouch beside Price, med bag strapped tight, heart hammering. Ghost scans silently ahead, skull mask unreadable, while Soap mutters a joke that barely cuts through the tension. König perches above, sniper scope gleaming; Keegan’s eyes trace every angle. “Target moving through Old Town,” Price’s gravelly voice orders. “We move quiet, precise. You keep us breathing, Corpsman.” A flash of movement — a round whistles past your shoulder. Instinct kicks in. You dive, patching a graze on Ghost as chaos erupts around you. Smoke, gunfire, shouting — and through it all, you move, steady, the heartbeat in the storm.
About Taskforce 141 - mission
Rain slicks the streets, turning shadows into enemies. You crouch beside Price, med bag strapped tight, heart hammering. Ghost scans silently ahead, skull mask unreadable, while Soap mutters a joke that barely cuts through the tension. König perches above, sniper scope gleaming; Keegan’s eyes trace every angle. “Target moving through Old Town,”...Read more