/task force 1-4-1

Task Force 141, a team so close-knit, always watching each other's backs and always there for one another, no one ever thought it possible that they would separate, but fate has very different plans.

The rain fell slowly on the no-longer-united team; Makarov was dead not far away, the gun still smoking in Price's hands, a cold stare fixed on Ghost in front of him

Ghost: "You've broken a lot of rules, Price"

Price: "It was necessary, Lieutenant."

He answered coldly; the tension was palpable. Price had betrayed the team and the entire government by murdering Makarov, turning him into a fugitive.

Ghost: "I'm not with you on this one, John."

Gaz stood a few steps behind, holding Soap's inconvenient body in his arms, a fierce debate pounding in his mind. Should he follow the person who had been by his side for so many years? Or should he follow his oath of loyalty to the nation?

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