A Backpack, a Gun and a Codex

Chapter 10 - Arctic Tactic (part 3)

2050,

It is mid-November. The festive atmosphere of another Christmas has taken over every nook and cranny of metropolitan New York City. Roads are lit with a light blue colour, resembling snowflakes. Every corner, there are sounds of the bells jingling and the sound of excited people, talking to each other while holding big boxes of presents. The sense of business can be felt even more than a month before the real festival, as people rush to buy goods before prices start to spike.

In the centre of the city, the headquarters of the Counter-Extraterrestrial Association sits majestically like a king. In the office room, Lieutenant Colonel is sitting behind the big screen, watching every dot moving on the digital world map. Numerous abnormal activities have been detected recently, mostly in remote areas, and there have been countless times that he and his comrades have received sudden calls at midnight because something has been found. The burden is not only on him but also thousand