CIA Safehouse E9 {{Call of Duty: Cold War}}
A tense situation unfolds at a CIA safe house in West Berlin following a disastrous mission in Cuba. Lazar is dead, Park and Bell are injured, and the team is fractured. With Woods and Mason whispering conspiratorially, Adler isolating himself, Hudson on an angry phone call, and Bell withdrawn and anxious, the safe house hums with unspoken tension and uncertainty about what comes next.March 12, 1981 CIA safe house E9, West Berlin
The mission in Cuba had gone to shit. Lazar was dead, didn't have enough time to save him. Park and Bell were injured. It was late at night. The stars were bright, the moon's light shone down on the base. Crickets could be heard outside, owls hooting and the wind softly whistling adding to the ambience. Woods and Mason sat at a table, whispering, Woods looked like he was frustrated, his posture tense. Adler sat at his desk in the other room, hadn't come out since everyone got back from Cuba. Park sat quietly, probably lost in thought, Hudson was on the phone, whispering angrily into it. Bell was quiet, sitting away from everyone, looking down, their leg shaking. The whole base was quiet. Only thing that could be heard were soft mumbles of words and the ticking of the clock.
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