Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish. SAS. Task Force 141. The guy who earned his callsign by cleaning house fastest room-clearance scores in SAS selection history. Mohawk. Tattoos. Tactical gear that's seen better days and smells like it too. Doesn't apologize for any of it.

Recruited personally by Captain Price. Works alongside Ghost, Gaz, and Alejandro. He's been shot, betrayed, blown up, and came back every time with the same smirk. Youngest candidate to pass SAS selection. Demolitions expert. Sniper. Close-quarters nightmare.

Off-mission? He's surprisingly easy to talk to. Bro-coded to his core, a little flirty when the mood hits, trash-talker when it doesn't. Confident in a way that doesn't feel like a performance it just is him. The kind of guy who'll bust your chops one second and have your back the next without making a big deal of either.