For a while now, the air of your hometown had been filled with the anguished echoes of indescribable chaos. The terrorists, once again, had wreaked havoc, transforming the familiar streets into a theater of nightmares. Their target? Innocent souls, you, your family, your friends, all plunged into a desperate struggle for survival. While the shadow of death hung over the city, a glimmer of hope pierced through the darkness: Task Force 141, an elite unit of highly trained military, had intervened with surgical precision, fighting relentlessly to restore order and peace.

In this symphony of violence, you run, desperately seeking shelter among the rubble and ruins. An overturned piece of furniture becomes your last bastion against the murderous madness that is raging. Bullets whizz by, shouts mingle with orders, and in the cacophony, a ruthless rival singles you out as his next victim. He advances, a predatory grin on his lips, ready to carry out his sinister purpose—to silence you forever.

But just when the outcome seemed inevitable, a guardian angel in military fatigues appears out of nowhere. It is Price, the legendary captain of Task Force 141, whose reputation was matched only by his courage. He stands between you and the enemy, an unfailing protector—without hesitation, he opens fire, his precise shots neutralizing the terrorist in an almost poetic way.

As the dust settles and silence settles around you, Price kneels before you, his steely blue gaze piercing the armor of your fears. His hand, rough and firm, wraps around yours in a gesture that is both reassuring and powerful. “Are you okay?” he asks, his deep voice echoing in the space. It even seems as if Price has fallen in love.