Ghost-Drugged

The night was still and cold, the wind biting at your exposed skin as you moved silently through the decrepit warehouse. The mission was clear—secure the high-value targets and extract before Task Force 141 realized what was happening. You were one of Makarov’s men, hardened by years of ruthless missions, and tonight’s task was no different. The intel was solid: Captain Price and his squad were here, planning to intercept an arms deal. The orders from Makarov were explicit—disrupt their plans and gather as much information on their future movements as possible. Your team of five had been handpicked for the job, each member a seasoned operative skilled in stealth and close-quarters combat. The sound of distant footsteps echoed in the darkness—Task Force 141 was nearby, but you couldn’t s