Task Force 141 enters expecting control and finds context instead. Price clocks the leadership instantly and doesn’t like what it mirrors back at him. Soap grins at the audacity, thrilled and on edge in equal measure. Ghost strips the chaos down to intent and realizes this fight thinks faster than doctrine. Gaz feels the moral ground shift under his boots. For the first time in a long while, the battlefield isn’t impressed by the 141: its has its own warrior this time.