The two helicopter pilots cruised through the beautiful Nebraska sky, following the trail as they listened to Governor Smith's daughter.
One of the pilots who was chewing gum smiled when the signals of the vehicles that were following Olivia appeared on his radar.
"I have my sights on the armed vehicles that are chasing the governor's daughter. I requested permission to erase them on the map."
"Permission granted Red Bird, just be very careful to keep the governor's vehicle in good order.
Miss Olivia is a primary defense target and under no circumstances is she to be harmed in the process."
"Understood. I'll take it upon myself to send those terrorists to hell."
Olivia who was driving could hear the noises of the helicopters in the distance, so a big smile formed on her face.
However, the smile she had on her face quickly turned into a look of concern as the helicopters launched many missiles.
This scared Olivia for a moment because it was the first time she had seen such destructive weapons being launched from a helicopter.
For their part, the people who were in the convoy of vehicles that were following Olivia could only say a few curses before all of her vehicles were completely destroyed.
Olivia who was looking at everything through her rearview mirror could only laugh nervously before being able to listen the radio.
"Miss Olivia, our radars are showing that there are no enemies near where you are, so ideally you would stop your vehicle.
Although we can't see it in a very detailed way, I can see that your vehicle has a lot of damage and if you keep driving, it is likely that you could have an accident."
Olivia who had heard those words only shook her head and slowly stopped the vehicle, before taking the radio with her hand.
"Thank you very much for the help, guys. If it wasn't for you, I would really be dead…"
At that moment Olivia interrupts her words because her tears came out of her eyes and her feeling of sadness flooded her completely because although she had survived she had done it by herself.
The Apache helicopter pilots simply let the governor's daughter cry as they flew over the area so they could take care of eliminating any kind of threat that she might still be hiding.
As Apache helicopters patrolled, a group of armed men nearby watched a huge screen in the center of the table.
"Unfortunately, the A-Team completely failed the mission to kidnap the Governor's daughter, so we have to move on.
Start Plan B and prepare the neutron bomb, also prepare the Pantsir-S1. I want that Apache helicopters completely destroyed.
No matter how you do it we need the governor's daughter because her blood is too special for us. If you are completely surrounded, just detonate the neutron bomb.
If we can't safely capture Olivia, then we can only kill her to prevent her from becoming a danger to us.
Now move ladies, because time is running out."
After saying those words, a vehicle similar to a tank started its engine and left from the basement of the building.
Apache helicopter pilots detected a strange signal on their radar north of where they were.
"It seems that we have new enemies, Jack. I hope that this time they are better…."
The pilot quickly interrupted his words when the helicopter's alarms began to sound, so without wasting time he activated the helicopter's flares and began to perform evasive maneuvers.
Olivia who was in the vehicle watched in horror as some missiles arrived near where the helicopters were. At first, she felt joy because the first missiles could be dodged.
However, the second round of missiles was completely destructive as the two helicopters were destroyed, falling like balls of fire.
Olivia tried to start the vehicle she was in.
"Damn, those sons of bitches aren't just using heavy weapons, they've got missiles too!
Sam Smith who the fuck did you piss off so they're using missiles to capture me?"
After trying to start the vehicle without success, Olivia got out of the vehicle and prepared to run for her life, as it is the only thing she could do at that moment.
While this was happening, Killian who was smoking a cigarette noticed the destruction of the Apache helicopters, so his face showed a big smile.
"Gentlemen, we are 3 minutes away from arriving where Olivia is. Possibly, we will come into conflict with armed forces from an unknown country.
I highly doubt that a group of terrorists can destroy two Apache helicopters. I want them to inform the air force at all times that it is only feasible to send drones.
It's too dangerous to try to attack using manned vehicles if we don't know the enemy's capabilities."
When Killian's words reached the control center, every military leader in the Nebraska militia headquarters was angry.
One of them was only able to take out a cigarette and immediately contact the Pentagon.
"I want to report that the enemy has high-level anti-aircraft weapons and we are completely unaware of the capabilities they have to be able to act.
We request satellite images to be able to coordinate with the federation forces."
For a moment, there was silence on the line and after a few seconds a voice could be heard.
"The president declared a state of emergency so they have the green light to act as the NSG (Nebraska State Guard)
From this moment on, the Pentagon will coordinate with you, Commander Jerry, and the state will be in a state of total closure.
Nothing enters or leaves without being approved. The use of any weapon is also authorized regardless of the consequences as long as the death of the enemies is guaranteed."
Commander Jerry took a deep breath. "Understood. We'll be in touch."
After saying those words, Commander Jerry began to organize all his soldiers to be able to cooperate at all times with the army.
Resting his hands on the table in front of him, he could see on a monitor how the first satellite images appeared.
His face began to contort as the radiation readings went through the roof.
"God bless America"
Killian who was preparing for the eventual clash with the enemies could hear the radio."Detective Killian and the rest of the convoy, please be advised that the enemies you are about to engage have a nuclear weapon in their position.Radiation readings from satellites show a high level radiation spike, likely a neutron nuclear bomb.We are currently evacuating everyone within 50km of where you are. Sorry to say you are officially on your own, as no more reinforcements are planned to be sent to your location.So the moment we realize that all of you are dead the place will be filled with an artillery and missile attack.It is too dangerous to leave a group of invaders with such a dangerous weapon. What is the only good thing about all this is that we will eventually find out who is the power or the group that dared to attack the American soil.You can rest assured that we will take care of avenging their deaths, but for now I can only wish you good luck."Killian, hearing that could o
Killian who was at the time wondering where the hell he was, was interrupted when a man in a brown trench coat approached him."Excuse me, comrade, are you alright or do you need me to call an ambulance?"Those words made Killian get up from the ground and look at the man in front of him with a relaxed face."Thank you very much for asking, but it's just a small unforeseen event, although if you don't mind you could tell me what day and year it is."The man gave Killian a strange look. "That's a rather curious question, but today is February 12, 1965.In another week, it will be the anniversary of the foundation of our USSR. By your clothes, I can tell that you should be one of those Europeans who likes to come and enjoy our hospitality.If you don't mind, can I know what nation you belong to?"Killian scratched his head before sighing, "I'm an Irishman born in Dublin itself, a beautiful city indeed."The man laughed and flashed a smile. "Glad to hear that you identify as an Irishman
When Killian finished hiding the body in some trash cans, he pulled a cigarette out of his trench coat. "This should give us at least 30 hours before they find him.Although it could be longer, but the aroma that it will begin to give off will attract the attention of the authorities.So they will start looking for the origin and eventually they will find it, it is a great relief to us that the year is 1965 even though the subject belonged to the CSS.Committee for the security of the state, in simple terms, the KGB of this place, so they will be looking for us.However, we have the advantage that we do not exist, so it will take time for them to find us."Killian then tossed the black shirt he had taken off at Olivia. "You should change the shirt you have on. It's got blood on it."Olivia took the shirt and looked in disbelief at Killian. "How can you possibly stay calm right now? You killed a man and you wear his clothes.While you can talk about the future as if it were something c
The taxi driver, who was sweating used his hand to undo the button that was oppressing his neck. When he did, he sighed and stared at the road."On the black market, comrade."Killian expelled the smoke from his cigar and smiled. "Well comrade, we know very well that the black market is a forbidden area, but it seems that you are a man who does not respect the laws.You know what we do to traitors to the motherland."The taxi driver started to cry while he trembled with fear. "Yes, comrade."Killian nodded and looked at the path they were passing. "Well, comrade I can give you a chance to save your life, but you will have to take me to the black market.I also want you to take a deep breath and tell me how the black market operates, because not everyone can buy things on it."The taxi driver took a deep breath and began to speak without hiding anything."The black market is in the old Hollywood area, officially operated as a drug rehab center.To be able to enter you need to have an a
Killian took a seat in front of the German nobleman's desk and Olivia did the same in silence, the German nobleman looking at them for a few seconds before going back to typing on his typewriter."Welcome to my humble office. I suppose the CSS has some business with me or this is something personal."Killian took a cigar out of his raincoat and, after cutting off a small part of it, lit it with his butane lighter."This is personal, but the real question right now is if you're the right person to negotiate with."The German noble raised his eyebrow and looked at Killian with something more than curiosity. Killian, for his part was confident and expelled a fumarole of smoke."I can sell almost anything you can imagine, however it only includes knowledge and plans, never the finished product, but if we are going to cooperate, I will need protection from your country.With protection, I mean that we need to have new documents that guarantee our stay in this place.Perhaps an identity as
When Killian completely took off his clothes, he exposed his scarred body, however he completely ignored Olivia who just looked at him.After this he took a towel and went into the bathroom where the first thing he did was wash his body, for the part of him Olivia who just couldn't understand Killian.She sat up in bed, and using the large remote control turned on the television. It was then that an African-American woman appeared on the screen."In the biggest news of the day should be reporting on the advances of the international coalition forces on Manila.Our brave compatriots participating in the foreign legion are determined to stop the advance of the capitalist troops..."Olivia changed the channel and then a Mexican man with a big hat and mustache appeared on the television.The man looked proudly at a USSR flag before getting on his horse and starting to ride as a song played."En lo alto de una abrupta serranía, acampado se encontraba un regimiento y una moza que valiente l
In a dark room, a German nobleman smoked slowly while listening to his radio, however his moment of tranquility was interrupted when the door opened.At that moment, a man in the clothes of the secret service of the German empire entered."We went through absolutely every piece of information we could get our hands on and asked a lot of places, but we just don't know who Killian Flanagan is and his wife Olivia Flanagan.All reports indicate that those two people do not exist in any way, including the clothes worn by Killian Flanagan of the CSS.They don't seem to know where they came from, just like the ID they have on them. As for the taxi driver, the trail ended in a little busy street that the local mafia uses to dispose of corpses.We have absolutely no relevant information that can be obtained from the taxi driver's vehicle data.However, we do receive information about the grenade designed by Killian Flanagan, according to the intelligence center the grenade has a high value.It
Outside a military base in the mountains of Turkey, a group of soldiers were preparing a stealth bomber.Among the soldiers who were participating in the operation was Captain Frank Davis, an African-American man who was in charge of piloting the stealth bomber."Gentlemen, we have to place the nuclear bomb in just 20 minutes and a large amount of material is missing from the bomber.I want you to start moving your asses as fast as possible because we have to carry out this mission perfectly. The country needs it and we need it."All the soldiers in the base gave a shout and began to move faster and faster until a helicopter came from the air.When the helicopter arrived, a fat man in a suit got out of the aircraft and met with Captain Frank Davis."Nice to meet you Captain Frank. I am Robert Kell, your liaison between the White House and the Pentagon.The ideal thing is that you need to gather your team because I will start to say the characteristics of the mission that we will have