Chương 5: The Battle of Lasalle Lake & Connection Located
As the Ghost and the ground team marched to the gates of the Lasalle Lake Nuclear Power Plant, the Key Counsel members that weren't on a mission met in the war room.
"What's their status Officer Daniel?" asked Archie as he took a seat.
"Sir, the Ghost of Ottawa and his ground team have arrived at the gates of the plant. They are awaiting the green light."
"They have it. Send them in."
With order confirmation, the Ghost and his team breached the fence gates under the starless sky. The familiar thump of mortars soon followed as the Ghost and his team rushed towards the plant. Shells raised dirt and rubble onto the teams as they reached the very edge of the cooling lake. The Ghost and his team rushed forwards doing their best to make it to the doorway as artillery came down around them. As air, ever so still for just a brief moment wafted the scent of gunpowder across the lake.
The Ghost and his team finally reached the doors and kicked them in. The Ghost's .50 cal ripped the Chicagoan Raiders into pieces as the team moved up practically glued to him. Raiders scrambled to get away from the armored man, but found themselves unable to as the paratroopers had landed, all kitted out and ready for combat. As the Ghost and his troops pushed into the basement, the Ghost switched his weaponry. Rather than coming in hot with his machine gun, he pulled out his ripper shovel. He breached doors taking rounds that would ricochet off of the OCPA's plating. In no time, they'd made their way to the reactor's sealed door. As the Ghost kicked in the command door, engineers and scientists rushed out, running in terror.
After a while, the Ghost was loaded up and on his way back to Ottawa. He paused for a moment to think but was interrupted by his radio.
"Ghost come in."
"I copy, whatcha need?"
"Dr. Sue is going to fast swap your battery for a fully charged one. Once you're done, you're needed on a truck. Dr. Sue will fill you in."
"Copy that."
As the truck arrived in Ottawa, the Ghost dismounted. Dr. Madie Sue was awaiting him. Her team quickly swapped out batteries as she filled in the Ghost of their situation.
"We received a signal from the East Coast. Codename they used was "Liberty Lurkers". We're sending you in to investigate. You'll use the OCPA and be dropped from the PBY Catalina we recovered. Good luck Ghost."
"I don't need luck. All I need is my Sledgehammer and .50 cal." Said the Ghost as he loaded up into the PBY. Logan and H fired up the twin-prop boat plane, and sealed the door. The PBY roared down the runway and into the sky carrying the might of Ottawa into the unknown. A few hours had passed and the PBY had entered the skies over Maryland.
"GHOST! WE GOT TROUBLE!"
Moving up the cockpit revealed two F-35s flying tandem. They moved on either side of the PBY demanding their identification.
"This is the US-NWO Air Force. Identify yourself or be shot down."
"Ghost what do we do?"
"Open the door, I'm taking a ride on that Lightning."
As the door slammed open, the Ghost lunged onto the F-35. The pilot heard the thud to look up and see a metal man looking back at him.
"Dagger Two, I have a situation."
Before the other F-35 could react, the Ghost unleashed rounds for the .50 cal machine, killing the other pilot. Re-securing the .50 cal to his back, the Ghost punches into the fuselage of the F-35 Lightning, ripping out a cluster of wires. The F-35 takes a nose dive as its engines shut off, the Ghost riding the diving jet towards the ground. As the pilot ejects, he watches the armored man ride the jet as it plummets towards the ground.
Below the falling F-35, at the Smithsonian Air and Space museum, the Liberty Lurkers were surrounded by New World Order troops.
"See, life will be better now that you've surrendered."
"You and yours can go to hell." Said an older black woman looking at the soldier. However, before he could say anything, the F-35 slams into the ground near the museum. Seconds later, the Ghost slammed down on top of a troop carrier. The hydraulic frame of the OPCA keeps him alive. As he stood up, he racked a new belt into the .50 cal and opened fire on the soldiers. The NWO Soldiers had no idea as to what they were dealing with and it became obvious that they were outmatched. Once the belt had run dry, he pulled out his sledgehammer and set to work on the few remaining troops. The NWO Commander stepped out to find the Ghost slaughtering his men. He drew his desert eagle and fired at the Ghost. Luckily for the Ghost, the commander had been drinking, and missed him by a mile. The Ghost knocked the desert eagle into the floor and gripped his metal hand around the commander's throat, hoisting him off of the ground.
"My, my, seem the New World Order hasn't gotten the message.... So, I'll repeat myself ONE FINAL TIME..... This is not your home, this is not your land, you have won nothing....The Flowers of Freedom are in Full BLOOM!" The Commander's head popped like a grape from the pressure. As the Ghost turned around, the Liberty Lurkers had rifles pointed at him. The Ghost crushed the battle cam the officer had, as walked towards them.
"S-stay back!"
"By the dawn's early light, may Liberty and Friendliness prosper."
The older black woman lowered her rifle and took a step forward. "You're our contact?"
"I am the Ghost of Ottawa. Gather your things, anyone who can fly, get in an aircraft. We have to...."
Suddenly the Ghost was cut off by a Bradley fighting vehicle bursting through the doors and gunning towards him. The Ghost grappled with it as it tried to ram him into a wall. The Ghost lowered himself and slammed the hydraulics into full extended position. The Bradley's tires were smoking as the Ghost marched the fighting vehicle back out of the museum. Once outside, he slammed his fist through the radiator and stopped the belts from spinning. Within a minute the Bradley shut off. As the soldier burst through the door, the Ghost grabbed him by the arms and threw him into the wall of a building across the street.
The Ghost turned to the Lurkers, "GET INTO SOMETHING THAT FLIES AND HAS GUNS... NOW!" As he ran back towards them as New World Order Troops began marching towards the Smithsonian. Jets, WWII Warbirds and more took to the skies and the Ghost held the NWO back. However, as the last jet left, it left Barbara and the Ghost behind to face the New World Order alone.
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