A/N: It took a while, but in this update, all I can say is "It's about time!" You'll see.
Chapter 9
It was mid-day. Landy got a packed lunch from the cafeteria and decided to eat in her office. She headed toward the office and opened the door. Someone was already sitting in her room. It was Noah Voahsen.
"Noah, what brings you here?" Landy asked.
"Is he alright?" Voahsen asked.
Landy immediately understood that the person he was talking about was Abbott. "He's good."
"Okay." Voahsen said.
"Is… that all?"
"Yeah." He stood up and left the room.
Landy was a bit puzzled by his behavior. Why would he come to say hi and leave? Landy started eating her lunch. Moments later, she sees something that was not in her desk before. There was a folder. She opened it and looked at its contents. She browses a few more pages and sees a note.
MEET ME IN THE PARKING GARAGE
25th Infantry Division in Hawaii
The sun was rising in Schofield Barracks in Hawaii. A four man team in Charlie Company was preparing for their daily exercise. Today's schedule is a mock battle with two platoons followed by target practice and an aerial assault practice. A four-man team was getting ready for the day. It was led by Sergeant Vance and his members are Private Jackson, Private Wesley and Private Desmond. They were all riflemen but Desmond had the extra responsibility of being the radio communicator. The day has not started and already they are thinking of what to do after the exercise.
"I heard second and third platoon are gonna have a secret drinking contest at the pub." Wesley said.
"Oh boy. I'm betting my money on second platoon." Jackson said.
"Third." Desmond said.
Jackson and Desmond looked to Wes. "I think it's gonna be a tie." He replied.
"Well what fun is that if there's no risk." Jackson said.
"They're both good. I've never seen them lose. It's only now that a competition between them happens."
Sergeant Vance then comes in to the room. "What competition?"
"You heard about the drinking contest?" Desmond asked.
"You mean second and third platoon. Those guys are stronger than Iron Curtain." Vance replied.
"But who do you think is going to take the prize?" Jackson asked.
Vance was about to say that it was going to be a tie until he saw something outside the window. People were apparently running away from something.
"I choose neither."
An explosion then followed. They could clearly see second and third platoons' barracks blown up to pieces.
"Take cover!" Vance ordered as their building was about to be hit.
Department of Defense in the Pentagon
The environment was tense. Wilson came in the Air Force situation room.
"What happened?" Wilson asked.
"Where having multiple sustained attacks across the Pacific. Our bases in Guam and Hawaii are the hardest hit sir."
"Navy is under fire."
"I'm sure they can fend off the attack. Get our AWACS up to assist the Navy anyway."
An E-3 Sentry heads above one the places of attack. The weather was cloudy so visibility was low. However, the planes made up for the technologies inside them. Tons of messages were being passed through and being relayed. Chaos was in the air with multiple radio chatter.
"Thunderbird to Basher 22, attack at your disgression."
"This USS Missouri, we've knocked down some of them but they keep coming back. Please advise."
"What the hell is that thing!"
"This is Yankee six, our company is pinned down. We're still trying assess what's going on. We need gunships ASAP!"
"This Thunderbird, support is on the way."
"Our unit seems to be attacked by dr…"
"Where the hell is our back up!"
"Zulu 5 come in… Damn it!"
"We're coming in the vicinity passing by your four o'clock position. Confirm if you see the strobes."
"Roger. All Navy personnel, do not fire on the planes marked with a strobe. Those are friendlies."
They passed the cloud cover and are now on clear sky but the clear skies did not lighten the mood of the passing planes. They could see tons of debris flying, bullets coming from the turrets of the warships and Navy aircrafts flying around the area, some of them crashing to the deep blue sea. The guns were doing there job effectively but they just keep on coming. The scene could be described as a stalemate between two great powers.
