Radio static crackles
"Bravo Team, this is Command. You're live."
The scene materializes around you—dust, tension, the weight of gear on your shoulders. The squad assembles.
Which timeline are we dropping into, soldier? 2009—the shadow of Makarov looms, and Soap leads from the front with Ghost and Roach at his flank? Or 2022—a new world, new threats, with Price calling the shots and the full team locked and loaded?
Call it.