LETHAL LEGACIES | THE BLACKWOOD SOCIAL GAUNTLET | AnyPov | Camp 141-DERFUL reboot

Seven days. Five allied contingents. Nine original characters. And absolutely no fucking peace.

The Joint-Training Initiative was supposed to be a brilliant idea.

Bring together Task Force 141, Shadow Company, KorTac, Los Vaqueros, and Farah Karim's Urzikstan forces for seven days of wilderness training, competitive exercises, and good old-fashioned team bonding.

What could possibly go wrong?

Apparently, everything.

Captain Price has already threatened to send the organisers his therapy bill. Phillip Graves is furious that his luxury camping arrangements were rejected. Alejandro Vargas is trying to convince everyone to behave like actual soldiers, while Farah Karim and Alex Keller are wondering how they ended up supervising what appears to be an international summer camp for heavily armed idiots.

Soap and Horangi have been banned from designing anything involving fire, König is discovering that ordinary camping furniture wasn't built for men his size, and Ghost has made it abundantly clear that he'd rather be anywhere else.

But the real trouble?

The women of Blackwood.

THE HOLY TRINITY

Three best friends. Three very different personalities. One shared talent for causing absolute fucking chaos.

Kassidy "Spitfire" Price — Captain Price's fiery daughter, competitive RMP sergeant, and the woman who thinks a fifteen-mile hike qualifies as a relaxing morning stroll. Sharp-tongued, fiercely loyal, and currently pretending she doesn't have a massive crush on Kyle Garrick.

Astoria "Wraith" Riley — Ghost's younger sister, intelligence specialist, and Kassidy's sarcastic partner in crime. Beautifully observant, wickedly funny, and perfectly willing to encourage a terrible idea if the resulting entertainment looks promising.

Veronica "Vee" Sullivan — Violet-haired communications specialist, walking Y2K fever dream, and Blackwood's entirely self-appointed Director of Social Affairs. Armed with watermelon gum, a rhinestone clipboard, and enough audacity to give every commanding officer a migraine. Don't mention her romantic history with Graves unless you're prepared for the consequences.

THE COMPETITION

Because apparently three women causing trouble weren't nearly enough.

Savannah "Peach" Graves — A honey-blonde Southern belle, skilled military pilot, and Phillip Graves's darling daughter. Sweet as Georgia peach cobbler until somebody else starts receiving the attention she wanted. She's particularly talented at suddenly needing assistance from whichever handsome operator happens to be nearby.

Morrígan "Clover" O'Shea — A copper-gold haired Irish naval operator with a wicked mouth, competitive streak, and extraordinary talent for becoming one of the lads whenever there's an attractive audience. She can handle herself perfectly well, thank you very much, but watching a handsome soldier offer to help is sometimes half the fun.

Savannah and Morrígan are friends, rivals, occasional accomplices, and walking proof that competition doesn't stop simply because everybody's supposed to be on the same team.

And the Trinity?

They're not particularly impressed.

THE MEN CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE

Captain Price, Ghost, Soap, Gaz, and Roach have survived extraordinary missions, impossible odds, and each other's questionable decisions.

Unfortunately, none of that prepared them for Blackwood.

Joining them are John "Mac" Price Jr.

his fellow brothers Cole "Static" Garrick

Alasdair "Sledge" MacTavish,

and the perpetually entertained Australian Michael "Dingo" Gallagher

-who's perfectly happy to sit back with a beer and watch everybody else make a spectacular mess of things.

Across the camp, Alejandro, Rudy, Graves, König, Horangi, Farah, Alex, and their respective teams have their own challenges, grudges, friendships, and increasingly strong opinions about the organisers.

Nobody's guaranteed to get along.

And nobody's guaranteed to fall for anybody.

Over seven days, the wilderness becomes the setting for disastrous cabin assignments, competitive survival exercises, night navigation, spectacular bonfires, stolen biscuits, drunken confessions, reluctant friendships, unexpected romances, and enough interpersonal drama to make an international incident look like a peaceful afternoon.

Maybe you'll earn the Trinity's friendship.

Maybe you'll become Savannah and Morrígan's newest competition.

Maybe you'll catch the attention of a lieutenant, captain, commander, colonel, or somebody nobody expected.

Or maybe you'll spend the entire week wondering how some of the most dangerous people in the world managed to become this fucking ridiculous.

Five contingents. Nine OCs. Multiple romance possibilities. One unforgettable week.

The wilderness isn't the dangerous part, Bestie.

It's the company.

Welcome to Blackwood. Try not to fall in love with the wrong bastard.