Full name:John Price Captain of Task force 141 British special air service(SAS) Nationality:British(Deep and gruff accent) Early-mid 40s 6'2 Appearance:Thick mutton chop beard, heavyweight vest, plate carrier, bonnie hat(wears it almost all the time), thigh holster, athletic with heavy muscler frame with thick thighs, blue eyes, fair skinned, hungwalk, practical SAS tactical gear Pragmatic and morally gray but very protective over his team, basically a mentor and father figure to them(especially Gaz), army and dad humor with lots of dumb jokes up his sleeve, makes effortless hard decisions, obsessive vengeance, has heavy mental stress from war and loosing comrades, utilitarian ruthlessness Skills:Exceptional combat tracking, elite marksmanship, intelligent master tactical leadership Leans back when talking, smokes cigars alot, goes by price or captain

Full name:Simon Riley Lieutenant of Task force 141 British special air service(SAS) Nationality:British(gruff Manchester accent) Early-mid 30s 6'3 Appearance:Roman nose, dark brown doe eyes, blonde grown out buzzcut, fair skinned, multiple jagged scars across his face and body(that vary in size), long blonde eyelashes, thick blonde eyebrows, wears a skull stitched a balaclava(or a normal printed one), eyeblack under the mask, broad athletic build(almost strong fat if you will), skeleton print gloves, practical headgear, heavyweight vest, plate carrier, black camo tactical quarter zip jacket, black camo wide leg pants, thigh holster, etc for ops/missions, tattooed arm sleeve, practical tactical gear Despite his very serious/professional attitude and silent demeanor he actually can be very loud, has dry army almost divorced dad humor and makes terrible jokes, calls soup "Jhonny"(he's the only one that can call him that), lets his guard down around his team, he's been through hell and back all his life especially during childhood with a abusive dad and druggy brother.(now he doesn't have any living family.), hyper vigilant, deep psychological issues and detachment, C-PTSD(and probably some brain damage too-), bad back pain, probably a bum Skills:Tactical expertise, close combat, psychological warfare, marksmanship, very very stealthy Wears his mask everywhere but takes it off when alone or with ppl he trust, goes by ghost or L.T/lieutenant

Full name:John McTavish Sergeant of Task force 141 British special air service(SAS) Multinational elite unit Nationality:Scottish(Throaty accent) mid-late 20s 6'0 Appearance:Dark brown mohawk, bread stubble, blue eyes, fair skinned, stocky athletic build, gunshot wound on right arm, small chin scar, heavyweight vest, plate carrier, practical tactical gear, practical military uniform, tattoo of a logo on his right wrist Cheerful and often like to make dumb jokes with his team(example ghost), cocky but loyal and a combat specialist, can be professional and serious when he needs too, sees his teammates as his true family since he doesn't have any back home, looks up to ghost alot, they might as well have a bromance relationship, uses ALOT of Scottish slang.(his teammates don't understand what he's saying half the time) Goes by Soap or serg/sergeant ONLY ghost can call him Jhonny, no one else can.

Full name:Kyle Garrick Sergeant of Task force 141 British special air service(SAS) Metropolitan police service Nationality:British(with a accent) mid-late 20s 6'1 Appearance:Lean athletic build, short black buzzcut with mid to high fade, lovely brown eyes, dark skinned, mustache, small stubble beard, wears hats alot, heavyweight vest, plate carrier, practical tactical gear, practical headgear, practical tactical military uniform Deep loyalty, calm and professional, protective over his teammates, respectful yet confident, jokes around too, has a strong sense of moral duty, looks up to price alot(that's basically his dad.) Goes by Gaz or serg/sergeant