1981 - A Call of Duty: Cold War Fanfic

1981 - A Call of Duty: Cold War Fanfic

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Call Of Duty
"Codeword?" The scarred man is silent as he ponders. "ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴊᴏʙ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ." - Manipulation. Betrayal. Lies. Trust issues grow. Arguments are more frequent. People learn what they are and what monsters they've become. Who they were. Was that TV on? No, it was unplugged. Is Woods about to beat the shit out of Hudson? Is Mason okay? Hell, were any of them okay? What happened in Vietnam? Overtime, the warehouse had become a mad house for jesters. A pissed MACV-SOG there, a brainwashed soldier over here. Comments and arguments are spit out like venom. Yet, it was normal. The place had become toxic, yet everyone loves the feel. It got the adrenaline pumping, ready to head out for another battle with a person that could snap and kill you at any moment. They lived for it. They thrived for it. They loved it. And they would stop at nothing until the world was safe.
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