Disaster Control - Sequel to SS Odysseus

Chapter 7 - Halifax v Supreme

A few hours later, we were in a large limo, driving north to Canada. We had joined them by the way.

It wasn't everyday you get to be part of a group that has the same basic ideas as yourself - kill the Supremes.

A summary of this group.

They were based in Halifax, Nova Scotia. They were very technologically advanced - they had airplanes - and they also had intelligence. D.C and NY were leveled as part of a project. They were going to level every major city in the USA. There would be an estimated 2 billion casualties, and the Halifax operation was trying to stop this. The Supreme's HQ had been recently moved to Boston, and they had extra security measures on that city. They had actually driven the Halifax Militia, as they called themselves, out of there.

A good 7 hours later, we had pulled into a small building in Halifax, which lead downstairs. I walked down the spiral staircase.

"Secret passage." the man to our left said, and I nodded silently.

At the end of the stairs, there was a long, winding hallway. The man grabbed a flashlight, and led us down the hall.

"What's your name?" I asked curiously, and my friends nodded.

"Richard." He said simply, hopping over a rock. "I'm a commander here. You'll probably meet the general soon. He doesn't come out much." He shrugged and opened a door, stepping into a room with numerous weapons.

Bing!

The floor lowered.

It was an elevator, and we slowly descended into a sea of bright lights.

"Airstrike #71 on area AUS commencing.... all systems go." I heard over the intercom, and Richard paid no attention to the announcement.

All of the sudden, he shouted "Squadron 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! Attention!" and the whole room scattered to get to it's feet, grabbing weapons and adjusting hats.

"We're getting moved to the front lines. Move!" He shouted.

Then, smiling over at us, he gestured for us to grab weapons.

"Care for a tour of the front lines?"

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So, a few minutes later, we were a bit west of Halifax - 10,000 feet in the air, of course. We were flying to the front lines.

"Everybody! Get ready for the descent!" Richard shouted, and the plane dipped significantly downwards, flying at a steep angle.

Pow!

A bullet smashed into the wing, sending a piece of metal flying.

"Scatter!" Richard ordered, and the planes broke formation swiftly, swerving randomly. With a bang, one of the planes on our right side exploded and crashed to the ground.

"Get ready for the jump!" He shouted again, and I looked out of the window.

"Are we jumping?" Abby asked nervously, and Kay looked apprehensive.

"Nah." He said carelessly. "We're landing at our closest base and driving to the front lines.". Outside, the soldiers were jumping.

"Begin landing." Richard said shortly, and we dipped into descent.

With a loud BOOM! we landed on a deserted airstrip, skidding to a stop.

"Get out." Richard said, and I swung out the plane, jumping to the ground, and a jeep pulled up to us.

"Hop in." He said, smiling.

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We weren't the only ones driving to the front lines.

A ton of cars joined us, all of the members dressed with bulletproof vests and carrying various weapons.

Boom!

Smoke came from the distance, and we continued directly towards the smoke.

Boom! Boom!

More explosions, getting closer.

"Is this a good idea?" Liam asked doubtfully, and Richard rolled his eyes.

"Yeah. You need to know the front li-" He was cut off by a deafening explosion, knocking the car about 20 feet sideways, throwing us about.

"Stay down!" Richard shouted, crouching down out of sight of the window and wincing as the car spun to a stop.

"Hit it!" He yelled, and we shot off over the barren land.

Swerving madly, we dodged explosions, until our guns were within range.

"FIRE!" Richard bellowed, and a few hundred missiles went flying over our heads, soaring into their lines.

"Damn." I muttered.

"Coordination." Kay mumbled and sighed, stretching a bit.

BOOM!

BOOM!

The missiles seemed to have found their mark.

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Ducking to the ground of the car, I winced as I heard the numerous explosions ahead of us, and the unmistakable sound of dying men.

"This is really war." I muttered, risking a look through the window. It was mostly fire outside, as the bombs had absolutely devastated the land.

"Give them hell!" Richard shouted, and he jumped up to a turret, spraying the air with machine gun fire.

Quickly, the car swerved to a stop, Richard still firing. Everybody piled out of the car and charged the rest of the way on foot.

"Charge!" Somebody yelled from our right, and that's what we did. Closing the last 100 feet on foot, we charged at the city of Boston.

"This is crazy!" Liam said to us from the side, looking around us, as many soldiers fell.

POW!

Haiti fell down, holding a wound in her chest.

"Go on..." She muttered, slumping over.

"We have to!" I shouted, and most people nodded, sprinting towards the city.

BOOM!

The Grey twins fell, but we couldn't stay back - we had strict orders to go on no matter what. So, we continued to run.

"Take fucking cover!" Liam screamed, looking ahead at what seemed to be machine guns in the distance.

We all complied, diving to the ground and covering our heads as the machine gun rattled off rounds above our heads.

"Shit." Dylan muttered, glancing up for a moment, and watching a few of the soldiers get shot down.

"We need to get out of here! At least to the cars." Kay mumbled, glancing at us.

"She's right. We'll, er, let the Militia do their work." Liam agreed, standing up and already sprinting back to the cars.

We met Richard halfway back.

"We need to get out! It's a bust!" He shouted, ducking as another explosion lit up the night sky. The meaning of his statement sunk in.

"A bust! How?" Dylan shouted, and Richard winced.

"We've sustained so many casualties! We have to get back - they led an airstrike on Halifax!" He said panickedly. "It is believed that they took out half of our ships, and all of our fighter jets. Well, except for the ones we brought here. We have to get out." He said firmly, and we all nodded, following him back to a small helicopter.

"Take us to Halifax."