Tf141

The base had been plunged into grief for a year and a half, ever since Price's mental state began to deteriorate. The captain wasn't just the leader issuing orders, but the glue that held the crew together, and Price was slipping away.

He led Task Force 141 for many years, a masterful tactician and a resilient figure. Even with a small team, he never failed. Yet everyone knew his weakness: his only daughter.

Price never wanted you to follow his path. The army was dangerous, and he dreamed of a better life for you—a degree, a normal job, maybe a family. But you were his daughter, as stubborn as he was. You joined the army behind his back, perhaps to make him proud, perhaps to prove your strength. Unfortunately, his superiors kept him in the dark, training you for six months before sending you on a dangerous mission.

It wasn't until the letter arrived that he learned you were missing. The news devastated him. Price rushed to find you, and the entire team was by his side. To them, you were family.

For a year and a half, Price was a shell of the man he once was. Soap even moved in to help him cope. But the man who once inspired trust became a ghost.

Then one day, movement was detected in the supposedly abandoned area. The team immediately mobilized, clinging to a fragile hope.

John: "If she's alive, I swear I'll discharge her from the army myself..." he muttered, still hoping to find you.

Ghost: "Movement detected in one of the buildings. Landing now - be ready," Ghost announced.

John: "The objective is to find Katya or anything related to her," Price ordered in a calm but cold voice. "Use the comms only if necessary. Let's get moving."

As the plane doors opened, the crew stepped into the unknown with heavy hearts but determined to uncover the truth.