CaƱon City, Colorado, United States of America

October 3rd, 2025

Rudd Park

0600 Hours

To say the circumstances around this mission were strange was understating it. Two days ago, the members of ODA 0211, and ODA 0212 were happily relaxing in their barracks after a deployment overseas. Now they were going to be the first humans to step foot on another world, or in this case, a another universe. Most of them still couldn't believe what had transpired so close to home. What bothered them even more was the situation and what it would mean in the future. Right in the middle of the Western United States, sat a portal to a world of nightmares. And they were the first Americans to be going through it, with very little intel, and nothing in the way of backup if something went wrong. That's why command was sending their team in with as much firepower as possible.

Four JLTV's had been allocated for them to cross the portal with. Two were equipped with mounted .50 caliber machine gun and Javelin missile launcher, the other two with a 30mm cannon, and six seats in each vehicle. In order to keep in communication with them, an M4 Command and Control Vehicle would follow behind the team with a communication line, so they would be capable of relaying information back to command. Since they were entering an area called the Rocky Mountain states, which existed solely as a buffer state between the Nazis and Japanese, they hoped they wouldn't need to fight anyone. What they did have to worry about were armed bounty hunters or some scared trigger happy locals thinking the Axis was invading.

Their main objective was simple; Establish contact with any form of regional government, resistance groups, or anyone who'd be willing to talk to them. There was some hope that remnants of the old American government or military might be hiding out in the region, but given what intel they did have, it was extremely unlikely. But there should be plenty of American citizens who should know something that could assist them in their mission. At least, that's what Captain Aaron Keener, the leader of ODA 0211, was banking on. Those living in the region likely held grievances of some type against the Axis, something they could exploit.

"So these are the blueprints for what Canon City looked like in 1945?" Keener asked his intelligence and operations Sergeants, Raymond Ovitz and Ryan Chang.

"Yes sir, everything leading up to December of that year." Chang replied. "Since the US government collapsed after that, I don't think much in the Neutral Zone would have changed. Any changes that have been made, we won't know about until we get there."

"Not to mention things may not exactly line up the same way they were in ours." Ovitz added. "Too many variables and the fact that exact blueprints of the town from 1945 are impossible to find, so we're taking a shot in the dark."

"So since this portal opened up in a park across from this high school, what are the chances of children being around to see us come through, and us scaring them shitless thinking the Nazis are back?" as Keener studied the map, comparing them to the modern blueprints, there were at least a "black holes" of information so to speak, especially on the forestry around the town.

"Not going to happen sir," Chang replied instantly. From what the girl said, schools are a rarity in the Neutral Zone. They only seem to exist in the bigger, but still pretty poor and run down cities in the Rockies. There are no schools where we're going, so there won't be any children around if we meet hostiles."

Keener breathed a sigh of relief. At least that was one thing they didn't have to worry about when they crossed over on the other side. "Alright, what about means of entry through the town. If we find nothing but trees on that side of the portal, we're going to have problems, especially with the M4."

"Our team, as well as Captain Kelso's team, will be bringing a drone we can use for reconnaissance. We can launch it and get an eye in the sky view of any potential entrances into the town."

"Alright, we got all our weapons and other gear?"

"Yes sir, everything's ready to go." Ovitz answered.

"Then let's get moving, I'll check with Sergeants Atkins and Dawson, and make sure our medkits are ready. Get to the vehicles, we leave in five."

"Yes sir!" they both replied before picking up the blueprints and heading to the motor pool. As Keener followed behind in short order, he noticed that his medical officers were each carrying an additional pack, stuffing various items inside. As he got closer, the smell of a very familiar fast food chain hit his nostrils.

"Atikins, Dawson, what the hell are you doing?" he said as he got closer and saw what they were packing into the additional rucksacks. "Why are you packing McDonald's with you? We aren't going to be gone that long, its just a simple recon!"

"Not for us sir, but for those on the other side of that portal." Dawson replied as he stuffed the remaining snacks into his pack and sealed it shut.

"I just talked to Chang and Ovitz, they said there aren't going to be any children in the immediate area surrounding the portal." Keener told them. "And even if there were, a bunch of snack cakes, candy bars, and big macs don't exactly seem like a very good nutritional option. I also have a feeling this is just an excuse to bring junk to eat while we're there."

"But there will be children in the town, sir. Children who will be frightened by seeing a bunch of soldiers show up in their town with guns. It'll go a long way for future public relations if we can prove we're here to help them. Besides, given the circumstances in that world, I don't think any kids there have ever tasted chocolate, so what better way to lighten up their day in such a depressing ass world, sir." Dawson said.

"Also its not only junk food, I've packed water, juices, and protein bars in my rucksack as well, sir. It'll help us convince them that we're here to help, not that we're Nazis here to kill them." Atkins explained. "The latter is a real possibility if we suddenly roll into the town and any resistance fighters see us. And since most of us are white sir, and what intel we do have suggests that the American Reich still uses the stripes on its flag, some might jump to conclusions about who we are."

"Good point, I'll keep that in mind," Keener told her. "Well hurry it up, we're getting ready to cross. Once I make sure our gear is squared away, we make history." as he began walking away, he noticed the vehicles were now being moved into position in front of the portal. The JLTV's were up front, with the M4 Command and Control vehicle directly behind. They even had an extra man operating the mounted machine gun on top, just in case that little extra bit of firepower was needed. He also noticed his Warrant Officer leaning on one of the lead vehicles, as well Captain Kelso and her second in command.

"You must be slacking, Keener," Kelso said with a smirk on her face. "My team's all mounted and ready to go in the vehicles. What your excuse?"

"Haha, very funny," he responded, genuinely amused at the joke. "My medics are concerned about our public relations aspect of the operation, so they were busy filling their packs with junk food."

"Not a bad idea on their part sir," Warrant Officer Gonzales interrupted. "Its not all that unlikely that most of our teams will be initially confused as Nazis, so it'll go a long way to build trust over there."

"Not a bad idea, but I think most of the locals will tell we aren't Nazis when they see half of our personnel." Kelso said gesturing at the two squads waiting by the JLTV's. "Not sure about you, but at least half of us would be killed on the spot by the Nazis. We sure as hell won't be working with them." Kelso wasn't wrong, the diversity of the team was arguably what would decide how easy or hard this mission would go.

"You aren't wrong Kelso," he admitted. "I don't think of us want to fire on some poor individual who's been on the run and thinks we're there to capture them. However we also run the risk of running into some racist bounty hunters looking for a payday and them firing on us."

"Well hopefully the small convoy we have will deter anyone from doing that."

"That's all we can hope for in this situation. Normally we'd have longer to prepare for a mission like this, but this is an out of context problem. You can't exactly prepare for something that's normally regarded as science fiction."

"Well hopefully those lab rats can figure out something about it, because this is now scientific fact." Kelso sighed as she looked at the portal. "Looks like its time to move, good luck Keener." she said before walking over to her team's vehicles.

"Good luck to you as well." Keener said as he looked at his watch. It was 0610, time to head through. "TEAM, MOUNT UP!" he ordered to his squad.

"If anything goes wrong sir, that thing is one hell of a bottleneck. If we aren't the first through, we'll be at a disadvantage." Warrant Officer Gonzales told Keener. "It'll be even worse if any satellites pick up our build up and we get hit with a fucking nuke." as they both entered the same JLTV, the directional lights that marked their path came to life and marshallers gave the signal for them to advance forward.

"All teams, green light has been given, I say again, you are clear to advance!"


The order rang out over the radio in the vehicle. The engines roared to life and they went forward, through the portal, and into the unknown. As they entered, a slight flash of bright light filled their eyes, then it was gone. There was no long trip or fanfair about crossing it, as the trip was nearly instantaneous, as they soon found themselves on a beaten, abandoned path, surrounded by trees. The four JLTV's fanned out in an arrow formation, advancing far enough so that the M4 would have room to park itself and test the communication links.

The Green Beret's exited and fanned out in all directions, scanning their surroundings for any potential hostile forces. When it became clear that there was no immediate threat, they lowered their weapons, but not their guard.

"All clear!"

"Area clear!"

"No sign of hostiles!"

As Keener listened to both teams sound off in confirmation of their surroundings, himself, Chang, and Ovitz began looking for any familiar landmarks. They could tell the area hadn't seen much in the way of maintenance for a very long time. They listened closely to their surroundings, but there was nothing. For many of them who'd grown accustomed to living in the cities, it was eerie to them. Even for those from the country, the feeling was unsettling to them. They didn't even here any birds chirping or insects calling.

"Gonzales, your with me, Chan and Ovitz, get that drone up!" he ordered. As Keener and Gonzales followed the path, they could make out a few different pairs of footsteps in the dirt beneath them. "I guess we know what direction our visitors came from a few days ago. Let's see what we can find." he said as he raised his rifle and moved forward. As they approached the edge of the clearing, they both could make out a black object ahead of them. It didn't take them long to figure out what it was, as they came to an abandoned dirt road at the end of the clearing.

"I think its an old Chevrolet sir, but its a very old model. Wish I had one of these, it'd be a good challenge to fix one up."

"No doubt, but I'd imagine the gas mileage would be pretty bad. But at least you won't lose the truck in a fender bender, like you will with most modern cars."

"They were made to last back then, unlike what we got now." It was definitely the truth. Older cars were tougher and at least to him, looked better than most vehicles made today. "Anyway, looks like we might have found our way to town, report it in to Chang and Ovitz, have them use the drone to scout along the road, see where it takes us."

"Yes sir! Chang, Ovitz, the drone in the air yet?" he asked over the radio.

"Affirmative, drone is already in the air, along with Captain Kelso's. Are you by that black truck on the dirt road?" Chang asked. As Gonzales looked up in the air, he could make out two drones circling above at roughly 100 meters above them. "You look so small down there, almost like ants!" Chang commented.

"Yeah well, can you see this?" he asked as he directed his middle finger towards the drones.

"Chang, where does this road lead?" Keener butted in as he checked the inside of the truck, only to find a few notes of currency, and an old revolver on the dashboard. Seeing as how the previous owners of the truck were never going to get it back, he took the notes and put them in his pocket. They had already been given the Reichmarks that had been taken from the gunmen, as a tool to use during the mission, so Keener didn't see the problem with taking more for later use.

"Copy that sir, the road goes westward, leading toward-" Chang paused momentarily before continuing. "We've got a car heading westward, coming your way."

"How many in the truck?" Keener asked as he looked down the road, seeing a faint black object slowly approaching.

"Thermal imaging shows a single heat signature in the truck. Do you want us and Captain Kelso to advance, sir?"

"Negative, Chang, just hold back. We don't know who they are and we don't want to spook them. Just hang back with the drone and keep an eye on us."

"Copy that sir, I'll keep tracking."

"Hide behind the truck," Keener said as he watched the truck get closer to their position. Shouldering his rifle, he went out in the middle of the road, making himself visible to the driver. "Something tells me someone is looking for those bounty hunters we took down. Stay behind the truck and don't come out unless I give word. And turn your radio down as well." he ordered as he lowered the volume of his radio. Keener's gut told hims something was wrong about the situation, even as the truck came to a stop, and a man in his mid 50's stepped out.

"Last I checked, the Reich didn't officially operate in the Neutral Zone." the man said with a smile. "In any case, Heil Hitler!" the man said as he raised his right arm in a Nazi Salute. Seeing as how he wanted to figure out what this man was doing out here, he went along with it.

"Heil Hitler!" it killed Keener a little on the inside to have to say that. Even if it was to help the mission, the words tasted bitter in his mouth.

"So what brings an American Wehrmacht Captain all the way here to Canon City?" he said with a suspicious tone.

"Looking for American resistance fighters." He wasn't lying to the man, his mission did entail contacting any resistance groups they could find.

"That's kinda funny, considering your out here all alone, on the outskirts of this degenerate town, claiming to be looking for Resistance fighters. Well let me tell you something." the man suddenly pulled his sidearm on Keener, leveling it at him before Keener could get to his rifle. "Now you kick over that rifle you have or I'll put two in your chest and take it myself."

"Whatever you say, your the big man here." Keener said, slowly grabbing the sling of his rifle, pulling it over his shoulder, laying it on the ground, and kicking it over to the man.

"Good," the man said with a sadistic smirk on his face. "Now the way I see it, your a traitor to the Reich. You wanna know why?" he asked.

"Please enlighten me." Keener replied in an unamused tone.

"Because I know for a fact there's no ongoing military operations going on here. We can't officially operate here, but there's ways around that. Now originally I was looking for a few of my friends who went searching for a runaway from the Moulton Camp. But since I found you here, I'm going to deliver you to the Reich Border Outpost over in Lincoln County, and you'll be executed for treason against the-" he was cut off as a loud crack ripped through the air, and a 5.56 NATO round tore through his hand. As if on que, every member of his team, as well as Kelso's, emerged from the surrounding foliage, as well as from the JLTV's who's drivers floored the gas to get to their position.

"You alright sir?" Gonzales said as he emerged from behind the truck, a slight trail of smoke leaving the barrel of his rifle.

"I've been better. Nice shot by the way, Command will be happy we have one of these guys alive. Carmichael, Trudeau, patch him up and relieve him of his personal effects, seeing as he won't need them anymore." as he looked at the man's face, he could only distinguish horror and confusion at the sight of two dozen armed individuals surround him and take him into custody. As his medics began applying gauze to the man's hand, he knelt down to face the man. "I don't think I ever introduced myself, my mistake. My name is Captain Aaron Keener of the United States Army. These two individuals tending to your fucked up hand are my medics. Give them any shit, or try to escape, they have my permission to blow your fucking kneecaps off you Nazi bastard."

"Your lucky we kept the drones overhead, Keener, otherwise we wouldn't have known until we heard the gunshot!" Kelso told him in a annoyed tone. "You really need to be more careful, we're in uncharted territory here. You don't want to be the first American to die by the Nazis, do you?"

"I'm not afraid to die, much less die by the hands of some two bit Nazi thug." upon hearing this, the Nazi just laughed, even as his hand was being patched up by the medics.

"You think your the first Resistance member to die? We've slaughtered thousands before you, and the same fate awaits all of you," he paused as he looked over the two teams of Green Berets with disgust on his face. White, Black, Asian, Hispanic, male and female, were represented across the 24 Operators. "Rejects from every corner of the country, fitting how you called yourselves that. Because that's all I can see here, undesirables who need to be purged." the man spat at them.

"So what are we doing with the Nazi sir?" Carmichael asked. "You want us to bind him and carry him around until we go back through the portal?"

"Considering he could provide useful intelligence to Washington, throw his ass in the back of one of the trucks, and lets head into town." Keener replied.

"Washington?" the man laughed. "That city is nothing but a radioactive wast-" he was silenced by a strike to the jaw from Captain Kelso, knocking him out cold.

"Got sick and tired of listening to him." Kelso said smiling.

"That makes two of us." he chuckled. "Alright, lets get back on the road and head to the town, time to greet the locals." as they got back into their vehicles and headed west on the dirt road, they began seeing some signs of civilization. The buildings they came across were old, and were in desperate need of some TLC. The farther they traveled, the more buildings they came upon, then they started seeing some people. It was obviously early in the morning, and the town was starting to stir to life.

"Jesus Christ, this is fucking depressing." Gonzales said as they entered the town proper. The feeling was the same in everyone as they looked at the town. Old anti Japanese and anti Nazi propaganda was still plastered on the walls of nearly every building. Many buildings looked either abandoned or hadn't seen anything in terms of repair for years. As they looked at the towns people, they felt even worse. The look on their faces was that of terror, as many thought they were Nazi soldiers coming to occupy their town. However one thing that drew their attention even more was the 60 star flag flying from the back of every JLTV. But something much worse was was about to catch the Green Beret's attention.

"Dear God!" the driver, Terry White muttered.

"CONVOY STOP!" Keener ordered over the radio as the vehicles came to a halt over the street, right in front of a sign, welcoming them to the town. But it was what was hanging from the sign that got the attention of the convoy. Hanging from a noose just below the sign, was the body of a middle aged woman, with crows picking away. It wasn't long before both teams had piled out of their vehicles and formed a perimeter around them. Some townsfolk had come outside to look at the spectacle before them, while others fled, fearing they would be shot. Focusing the sights of his rifle on the rope, Keener fired, severing the rope, and allowing the body to hit the ground. "Carmichael, Trudeau, check her body, the rest of you, secure the perimeter, and ask them who the hell did this."

"She's dead sir, must have been for at least a day at this point." Trudeau told them.

"Of all the places I'd expect this to happen, the middle of Colorado isn't one of them." Kelso commented as she watched her medics join with Keener's. It was a futile exercise though, as all they could do find out who she was, and hopefully give her a more respectable burial later on. "Would it be a bad idea to say that the asshole we have in the back is responsible for this?"

"It honestly wouldn't surprise me. The ID they found on him indicates he's a member of the SD, the intelligence section of the SS." Keener informed her.

"Dodged one hell of bullet for future operations, Keener."

"I wasn't going to let him kill me." Keener argued.

"Not what I meant," she began to clarify. "If we had come through sooner or he had chosen not to go down that road, he could've been hiding anywhere in this town, and report back to his superiors. If we didn't catch him if we did..." she stopped, hoping Keener would catch on to what she was saying.

"He'd let Berlin know about our moves and we'd be up to our necks with Nazi armies before we could get a decent foothold over here."

"Which means we need to be on the lookout for more Nazi agents that could potentially give us away."

"Won't be easy, but if we can find every payphone in town, it'd be a good start at hampering any way for them to communicate. Bring some radar jammers in for good measure and watch everyone who comes in and out of town."

"Main problem would be manpower. We can probably ask around for the location of every phone in town, but we can't lock them all down right now."

"Let the 4th ID worry about that, they'll be moving in not that long after we come back. First things first though, we find out who did this!" he said pointing to the corpse, which was surrounded by his medics. Now was a good time as any to find some help around here, and they wouldn't need to look very far.

"Excuse me, who are you?" the boy said sheepishly. The kids was still in his teens, and based on his appearance, suffered from albinism. He was skittish, but that was to be expected of someone watching a couple dozen soldiers roll into their town. Despite this, he slowly approached Keener and Kelso, who proceeded to do the same.

"I'm Captain Aaron Keener, United States Army," he greeted, putting his right arm forward for the boy to shake. "And this is Captain Alani Kelso, also with the United States Army. who are you?"

"My name is Peter," the boy replied, shaking Keener's hand. "But everyone around here just calls me the Shoe Shine Boy."

"Well Peter, its nice to meet you," Keener said as he retracted his hand. "Is there something we can help you with?"

"At first I was wondering why Nazis were in our town, but then I noticed your flags." he said pointing to the stars and stripes flying in the breeze from the back of every vehicle. "I also heard your looking for who killed that woman." at mention of this, he had the undivided attention of both Keener and Kelso, who were interested in knowing who had killed that poor woman.

"You know who killed that woman?" Keener asked,

"Yes, the Marshal did."

"Who's this "Marshal?" Kelso asked, trying to pry for information.

"He's a damn psychopath who enjoys killing people who escaped from back in the Reich. Told us to leave her body up there, otherwise he'd shoot anyone who tried taking her own."

"Another god damn bounty hunter!" Keener said shaking his head.

"You have any idea where we can find this Marshal?" Kelso wondered just how many bounty hunters were roaming around this place. They dealt with three back home, an SS agent here, and now knew of another one here. The task of settling in here was going to be difficult if they continued running around.

"He usually comes by the diner every morning before going back out to hunt. He should be dropping by soon though." They took a look to their left, and right on the corner, was a restaurant called Sunrise Diner.

"It was still dark out back home, and the sun has already risen here," Keener pointed out. I have a plan, but we need to move quick, I wanna surprise this bastard when he arrives."

"And how are we going to do that? I'd rather we just wait until he drives up and we shoot the fucker." Kelso suggested.

"We still have to give him a chance to surrender. We still abide by the Geneva Conventions, and he could still be useful to us." he told her. He knew she had a fiery temper and preferred physical confrontation over trying diplomacy, but they had to at least try the latter first. "Before you go kid, here's something for your trouble. Go stop by our medics if your hungry as well, they got some stuff you may enjoy." Keener said with a smile as he handed the kid some of the confiscated currency from the dead bounty hunters.

"200 marks!" the kid exclaimed.

"Kid, where we're from that money is absolutely useless to us. You'll learn alot more in the coming days, but for now just keep yourself safe and out of trouble, you hear?"

"Y-yes sir, thank you sir!" he said before hurrying off in the direction of the medical team, who were more than happy to share what they had brought with him.

"So what's this plan of yours involve?" she asked.

"We need to hide our vehicles somewhere they won't be spotted, but can park out front very quickly. Pull up the drone feed on your pad!" he hurriedly told her. As she did, Keener quickly pointed out an abandoned lot just behind the set of buildings to their right. "If we park our trucks here, and have our teams on standby, they could respond to any situation within seconds. If this guy is following any of the main roads into town, he won't even know we're here. We'll keep our drones in the air to monitor traffic, while a few of us wait inside the diner for him to show up. What do you think?"

"Like you said, we'll need to do this quick, but what are we going to do with the body? We can't just leave a corpse in the middle of the road?"

"We'll have to leave her next to the road until we can properly dispose of the body. We don't have body bags with us and only a few shovels. You do the math, Kelso, we can't do that much right now."

"No, we aren't going to give her some half ass burial in the woods, we'll call for backup to bring a bag when we're done here." Keener just rubbed the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Fine, I'm not going to argue with you, but let's get our teams ready. I'll grab one of mine, you grab one of yours, but leave the rifles in the truck. We don't want to draw that much attention when he gets here." with that, both Captains put the plan into motion. Keeping the drones in their air, Keener and Kelso left their rifles in the JLTV's, and watched as their teams drove around the block, into a nearby alley, and into the back lot. Luckily they left the M4 back near the portal, as its range meant it could stay there, and not draw even more attention to them.

Staring at the sign, Keener, and Kelso walked into the restaurant, each with a team member in tow. The few patrons that were already inside, as well as the owner, had been paying attention to the spectacle outside, and were more than a little unnerved by the presence of soldiers in the restaurant. The owner especially didn't seem all that pleased, and was glaring at them as they walked inside, and came up to the counter.

"Four cups of coffee, and some eggs, please." Keener asked as he sat down at the front counter with Trudeau, while Kelso and her squad member took a seat at the table near the front window.

"Who the hell are you people?" the owner behind the counter asked aggressively.

"Well we're not Nazis if that's what your wondering. If you don't believe me, have a look at Captain Kelso and Sergeant Bernara over by the window." Keener answered pointing to his fellow operators, the sight of which made the man raise his eyebrows in confusion. "We're with the United States Army, and right now we're on a recon mission.

"United States government was dissolved in 1946, and you people are too young to have served when the Nazis dropped the bomb, so who are you, and why are you here."

"Look, its not easy to explain, but we're here to help this world!" Captain Kelso interrupted.

"And right now we're waiting for the sick fuck who left that woman hanging from the welcome sign outside." Keener told him.

"Your referring to the Marshal, what business do you have with him?" the man said as he put down two cups of coffee for Keener and Trudeau.

"Aside from him leaving a fucking body hanging from the sign? We aren't overly fond of Nazis, much less Nazis who shoot up schools back where we come from, so we're here on a recon mission before the cavalry arrives." Keener explained as he picked up the cup of coffee, downed it, and placed the cup back down.

"He's got friends who will come looking for him, so killing him will only attract their attention on this town."

"Chances are we've already killed his friends, or have them locked up, so don't worry about that. Hell, in a few days, this town won't need to worry about anything at all. Just act as if things are mostly normal, and we'll make sure he never bothers anyone in this town ever again." Keener explained as he put a finger to his ear.

"Be advised, a car just pulled up the street, it might be the guy we're looking for." Chang said over the comms.

"Who the fuck took her down?" they heard a man outside yelling. The Green Berets looked outside to see a man in brown jacket and beige hat, wielding a sawed off Winchester rifle, and yelling at those on the street.

"Keep in cool guys, let's wait until he comes in, then we take care of him." Keener said.

"Oh hell no, you ain't shooting up my diner." the owner said defensively.

"Relax, we know what we're doing. Nothing is going to get shot up in here, and you'll see why in a minute." Keener assured the man. Tapping his earpiece, he gave the signal to those waiting in the lot out back. Just as he did, the Marshal entered the diner, clearly flustered.

"Any of you see who took down that body? I thought I said it was to stay up there until the birds picked it clean!" the man demanded.

"So you killed the woman that was hanging out there?" Keener said as he got up from his seat. Hearing what he said, the Marshal got directly in Keener's face and pointed the Winchester at his neck.

"Yeah, I did, am I right to assume your the one who cut her down." he asked, trying to sound intimidating. However, the man his attempts were a complete failure, as Keener stood his ground and just squinted his eyes at the man. But before the situation could escalate, the screeching of tires, and slamming of doors filled was heard as members of ODA 0211 and 0212 rushed into the diner, weapons drawn, joined by Kelso, Bernara, and Trudeau, who pulled their sidearms on him. With him distracted, Keener gripped the rifles barrel, twisting it from the Marhsal's hands, and delivering a right hook into his jaw, sending him to the ground. While on the ground, all he could see were the barrels of a dozen M4A1 rifles pointed directly at his head.

"Yeah, I'm the guy who cut that woman down you sick bastard, and guess what?" he said as he flipped the Marshal onto his back and began to bind his hands with flexicuffs. "Your days of killing people are over you sick bastard. Davis, Norton, throw his ass with that SS agent we picked up. And don't let them leave your sight." he ordered to his weapon sergeants.

"Yes sir!" they replied as they picked the man up and dragged him outside.

"Now," he said turning back to the owner. "I think its time for us to fully explain why and how we're here."