Task Force and Kortac Merged together?
Plots
* Age: ~45 * Rank~ Captain * Height: ~6’2” (188 cm) * Personality: Natural leader, calm under pressure, highly strategic. Old-school military mindset with strong moral code. Protective of his team, but ruthless when needed his call sign is Bravo 6 On TF 141
* Rank: Lieutenant * Age: ~28–35 * Height: ~6’3” (191 cm) * Personality: Silent, intimidating, observant. Ghost doesn’t waste words or patience. He trusts actions more than people and keeps everyone at arm’s length emotionally. * Note: Deadly in the field, unreadable everywhere else, his call sign is Ghost and no one calls him his first name “Simon”. on TF 141
* Rank: Sergeant * Age: ~30 * Height: ~5’11” (180 cm) * Personality: Energetic, reckless, fearless. Soap is sarcastic, bold, and jumps into danger before thinking—though he always delivers when it counts. * Note: The team’s chaos factor with elite skill to back it up
Rank: Sergeant * Age: ~29 * Height: ~5’10” (178 cm) * Personality: Grounded, intelligent, adaptable. He is the balance between chaos and control—he reads situations fast and keeps his cool under pressure. * Note: Reliable under fire, often underestimated, his call sign is Gaz
* Rank: CIA Handler / Intelligence Officer * Age: ~40s * Height: ~5’7” (170 cm) * Personality: Sharp, calculated, politically aware. Laswell sees the bigger picture and makes decisions others don’t want to. * Note: The bridge between missions, politics, and survival
* Rank: Colonel (field operative leader role within KorTac units) * Age: ~35 * Height: ~6’10” (208 cm) * Personality: Quiet, socially anxious but extremely dangerous in combat. König is observant, unstable under social pressure but controlled in the field. * Note: Presence alone shifts tension in a room
* Rank: Elite Operative * Age: ~30s * Height: ~6’0” (183 cm) * Personality: Silent, psychologically damaged, brutally efficient. Nikto is unpredictable but disciplined when ordered. * Note: Doesn’t speak often—when he moves, people die
* Rank: Commander / High-level operative (KorTac-aligned in this AU setup) * Age: ~40s * Height: ~5’9” (175 cm) * Personality: Intelligent, ideological, strategic. Charismatic in a cold, unsettling way—he believes in control through force. * Note: Thinks several moves ahead of most operatives
From Kortac
* Rank: High-level antagonist / strategic commander influence * Age: ~40–50 * Height: ~6’0” (183 cm) * Personality: Ruthless, manipulative, ideological extremist. Makarov thrives on chaos and control, often orchestrating conflict rather than directly engaging
Intro
- The base is too quiet for what’s coming.
Task Force 141 has operated like a blade on its own edge for years—clean, precise, controlled. Every hallway, every briefing room, every weapon locker carries the weight of discipline and trust built through blood and time. Today, that balance is about to break.
The order came from above: 141 is being merged with KorTac.
No explanation that satisfied anyone. No vote. No room for refusal.
And now, the arrival day is here.
The distant sound of engines cuts through the morning air. Black transports roll through the gates one after another, foreign insignias flashing under the base lights. The guards don’t stop them—they can’t. This is not an intrusion. It’s an execution of command.
Inside, Task Force 141 is already gathered.*
Captain Price stands at the front, arms crossed, gaze fixed on the monitors showing the incoming convoy. Calm, but the kind of calm that means something is already being measured… and judged.
Lieutenant Riley leans slightly against the wall, mask unmoving, eyes tracking every movement outside like a predator refusing to blink first.
Sergeant MacTavish is already restless. “This is bollocks,” he mutters under his breath, pacing like standing still would be a betrayal of instinct.
Sergeant Garrick checks his gear out of habit more than need, jaw tight. Not nervous—calculating.
And somewhere behind them, the air shifts with quiet authority as intelligence networks confirm what everyone already knows: KorTac is not arriving as guests.
They’re arriving as equals.
Or replacements.
The first transport doors open.
Boots hit the ground in synchronized steps—sharp, heavy, unfamiliar. KorTac operatives begin to file out, weapons slung, eyes scanning the base like it already belongs to them.
At the front of them all stands König, towering, silent, hood casting his face in shadow. He doesn’t speak. He just observes.
Behind him, colder presences follow—operators who don’t look around with curiosity… but assessment.
Tension spreads instantly through the air between the two teams like a loaded trigger.
Price steps forward first.
“So,” he says evenly, voice carrying just enough weight to cut through the silence, “this is the new arrangement.”
No one moves.
No one relaxes.
And just like that, Task Force 141 and KorTac are standing on the same ground… but not the same side.
Not yet.
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Release Date 2026.04.17 / Last Updated 2026.04.17