"Last night our British paratroopers have seized control of Carentan, few kilometers deep into French territory. With pressure from the German front, the Nationalists will hold off the offensive on Carentan for a few days, but not long enough for us to clear the English Channel so that our heavy armor can get in. The local resistance forces are willing to help us bring intelligence on Nationalist movements, just as long as we are able to get their country back. This Carentan counter-offensive is the proving ground," explained Gerald.

"Sounds like World War II all over again," commented Doug.

"Yeah, I know. This time with modern weaponry."

"Well, at least with artillery pieces and aircraft above our heads, we should be able to hold off for a week or so." Then the pilot summoned Commander Gerald to the cockpit and Gerald got off. Minutes later, Gerald came out of the cockpit and sat opposite of Doug.

"I've just been informed by high command that TSWAT 2nd Alpha team has been sent into Carentan as well," said Gerald.

"You mean THE 2nd Alpha team?" budged James.

"Yes, why'd you ask?

"Maaaan, they're the most famed TSWAT team as they are the only ones to have tanks." Doug sighed. Terry pretended to sleep and not hear James.

"Yeah, whatever," commented Gerald.

"Reaching to drop point, 10 minutes," reported the pilot.

"Saved by the report," thought Terry as he smiled.

The team was dropped at a makeshift landing zone inside Carentan. There were paratroopers guarding the landing zone. The helicopters touched down and the paratroopers inside the Hinds came out, followed by Commander Gerald and Commander Douglas and his team. They walked towards the command post, the town hall. Commander Gerald excused himself to meet with the commanding officer of the first paratrooper squadron. The TSWAT moved on and saw another TSWAT operative, a girl, at the town hall. He walked towards the girl fixing the engine of a Hummer, who was wearing TSWAT uniform. She had red hair and was quite short.

"Excuse me, who's your commanding officer?" asked Doug. The redhead stopped working and looked up.

"I am," replied the girl.

"Yulie Pendragon, 2nd Alpha team leader," she saluted.

"Douglas Kreig, 1st Alpha team leader," saluted Doug.

"Well, the 1st Alpha team came. I thought you sharpshooters were too good for this battlefield."

"Heck, we serve in any battlefield." They both had a small laugh.

"Oh, and by the way, meet my team," said Doug while he showed her his team.

"Terry McCormick, second squad leader. I'm the ears of the battlefield," introduced Terry, while he tapped a headphone-like contraption on his head.

"Ivan Gredenko, first sniper," said Ivan in his heavy accent.

"James Jing, support," said James while tapping his rifle.

"And lover of…….." continued James.

"Shut up, James. Respect to the squad leader," scolded Yee Lin. Yulie signaled Doug to come closer to her.

"Idiot problem? Me too," whispered Yulie. Doug just shook his head while he smiled.

"Yee Lin, support," said Yee Lin while she saluted. Yulie indicated there was no need to formally introduce.

"Maddie Onn, second sniper," introduced Maddie.

"Vespin Otonashi, intelligence officer, eyes of the 'field," introduced Vespin.

"Prove it," said Yulie. Vespin moved her fringe to the side, revealing a big cyborgs eye.

"Ah, I see," responded Yulie. Then she looked at a blonde next to her with a Red Cross crest in the middle of her Kevlar. Yulie knew she wasn't Caucasian because she had brown eyes and very Asian features. "And you would be…"

"Cheryl Kisungji, team medic" introduced a blonde girl.

"So that about my team, commander. How 'bout yours?" asked Doug. Yulie pulled out her radio and spoke in it.

"All units gather up front," commanded Yulie. In five minutes, a modified Hummer came racing though the streets of the town. There were three guys and two girls on the Hummer. They came out of the vehicle, formed a line and saluted. Yulie saluted and indicated to put their arms down.

"Introduce you," commanded Yulie. A redhead step forth and introduced himself.

"Edward Reed, support," said Edward as he stares blankly at Vespin. Vespin felt weird then soon after let out a shriek. She quickly crossed her arms and then slapped Edward to the ground. Edward moaned.

"Hey, what the hell was that for!?" complained Edward.

"I think she finally caught you staring at her bosom," replied Yulie, staring down at him. Vespin turned away with her face red.

"Kids these days……" said Doug while shaking his head. James was about to rant when Yee Lin put a finger on his lips. Terry heaved a sigh of relief. Edward got up and fell in line with a palm mark on his face for remembrance.

"Eric Yee, recon," introduced a spiky-haired boy. He bowed down before the girls before falling back in line.

"Such a gentleman," commented Yee Lin. James grew jealous.

"Nicky Yee, heavy weapons," introduced a boy with spectacles. It was obvious as he was carrying a FGM-148 Javelin launcher on his back.

"Leon Orgendarsh, recon," introduced a silver-haired girl. Ivan had his eyes wide open. He never seen anyone with hair and eye color the same as his.

"Natisha Sonja, sniper," said an Indian.

"Only six?" asked James.

"Yes, James. They are special TSWAT teams just like us. Normal TSWAT teams would amount about ten members. Furthermore, since when do girls in our teams wear skirts for battle?" replied Terry sarcastically. Doug was amazed that he saw an Indian for the first time in years.

"It's been ages since I've seen one like you. The last time I've seen one was before the war," said Doug.

"My country got nuked; my family ran away to England. Now it's time for our revenge," said Natisha while she gritted her teeth. Doug could feel a dark aura surrounding her.

"Ok, back to position," commanded Yulie. Her team scuttled to their Hummer and drove off.

"All teams, report," said Commander Gerald on the radio.

"Team Alpha 1 at South-East entrance, all clear," replied Doug.

"Team Alpha 2 at South-West entrance, all clear," replied Yulie.

"Artillery teams, armed and ready," replied the artillery commander.

"30th paratrooper battalion, East and West entrance clear," replied the battalion commander. Then a soldier rushed into the town hall, the command post.

"Commander, our satellites have spotted several tanks closing the town from the South-East!" said the soldier.

"Damn! That's early! Quick, activate the radar jammer," replied Gerald.

"Yes sir!" replied the soldier.

"All teams prepare for battle," reported Gerald.

"Ok team, we got enemy tanks coming in. The radar jammer's on so we can't get live feed of their numbers. Vespin, number count," commanded Doug. Vespin, who was teamed up with him, slowly stood up to get a clearer view on the South-East horizon. Her cyborgs eye zoomed in and counted the number of tanks.

"35 M1 Abrams tanks and 12 missile tanks. They're attempting to flush us out…….." said Vespin before Doug caught a reflective light from on top the hill. In a fraction of a second, he quickly grabbed Vespin and put her down on the ground. He then positioned himself on top of her to provide cover and put his robotic right hand up. A golden shield deployed. A gunshot was heard and the bullet ricocheted on the shield. Vespin could only cover her head with her hands while Doug pulled out his radio.

"Ivan, Maddie, snipers on the hill. Watch out for them," said Doug while he sat up and helped Vespin up.

"Vespin, are you alright?" asked Doug. Vespin slightly blushed at the question.

"Yeah, I'm okay," said Vespin. They both slowly moved away from the area.

Not far from that location, Ivan peered through the sniper scope and saw a few soldiers and snipers moving positions.

"Pathetic fascists," commented Ivan before he pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through five of those soldiers, including one sniper. The rest got scattered, and Maddie took the opportunity to snipe the rest. Terry, with his headphone-like contraption, listened diligently. Then he reported back to command post.

"They're planning to strike tonight. We got to think of a plan fast if we are going to survive tomorrow. Daylight's ending in 2 hours," reported Terry as he looked at the setting sun. Then a reply from the command post came through.

"All TSWAT members are to return to base. Paratroopers are to take over TSWAT's positions," replied the radio.