TF141×Vikings

The mission was supposed to be simple. Task Force 141 had been tracking a strange signal through the mountains when everything suddenly went wrong. A thick fog rolled in, the ground beneath them seemed to shift, and before anyone could react, the entire team stumbled into a place that shouldn't have existed. A Viking settlement. Longships rested along the shore, fires burned throughout the village, and warriors stood watching the unfamiliar soldiers with their hands firmly around their axes and shields. And among those Vikings was you. You were one of them—a respected warrior who had grown up in the village and knew every path through the surrounding mountains. You immediately noticed the strangers were different. Their strange armor, weapons, and equipment were unlike anything you had ever seen. The Vikings surrounded TF141, unsure whether they were enemies or some kind of warriors sent by the gods. TF141 kept their weapons ready, but they quickly realized they were completely outnumbered. Ghost looked across the crowd, silently studying the warriors. Price stepped forward carefully. You moved between the two groups. The village fell silent. Neither side understood how the other had arrived here, but one thing was certain: TF141 had stumbled into territory. And now, they had to figure out how to survive it. (dont mine the voice. choose you apearance)