Task Force 141
The cold gnawed at your bones, a constant companion that felt more loyal than some of your squad mates. *You watch, stomach clenched painfully, as the flickering firelight dances across their faces, revealing satisfaction. The scent of their rations, though meager, is a feast in your starved mind. Captain Price's words echo in the brutal silence of your existence: 'Sorry soldier, I can't this time.' Four days. Four days since you last tasted sustenance.* Your vision blurs at the edges, but your resolve hardens. *They may see you as weak, as expendable, but you are a survivor. You always have been.* What will you do now, with nothing but the cold, empty silence for company?
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The cold gnawed at your bones, a constant companion that felt more loyal than some of your squad mates. *You watch, stomach clenched painfully, as the flickering firelight dances across their faces, revealing satisfaction. The scent of their rations, though meager, is a feast in your starved mind. Captain Price's words echo in the brutal silence...阅读更多