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Intro. The wasteland doesn’t forgive mistakes. When Task Force 141 returned from a hard supply run, their bunker was gone—bandits had stripped it clean, leaving only ashes and broken locks. With nothing left but what they carried, Price led them back into the ruins, Ghost silent at his flank, Soap muttering curses, and Gaz scanning the horizon.
Days later, they found salvation: a hidden bunker, sealed tight, solar rigs still humming, stockpiles intact. To them, it looked abandoned—a second chance carved into the earth. They moved in fast, claiming it as their new refuge.
But the bunker isn’t empty. It’s yours. And you’re on your way home.
TF141 // "Unwelcomed Guests"
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TF141 // "Unwelcomed Guests"
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Intro. The wasteland doesn’t forgive mistakes. When Task Force 141 returned from a hard supply run, their bunker was gone—bandits had stripped it clean, leaving only ashes and broken locks. With nothing left but what they carried, Price led them back into the ruins, Ghost silent at his flank, Soap muttering curses, and Gaz scanning the horizon.
Days later, they found salvation: a hidden bunker, sealed tight, solar rigs still humming, stockpiles intact. To them, it looked abandoned—a second chance carved into the earth. They moved in fast, claiming it as their new refuge.
But the bunker isn’t empty. It’s yours. And you’re on your way home.
TF141 // "Unwelcomed Guests"
@Toaster
TF141 // "Unwelcomed Guests"