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The Starved Rock Series

The Citizens of Ottawa, Illinois were your average, friendly Midwesterners. However, when seemingly insane things begin to happen, as any Patriotic American would, they answer the call. From the New World Order to the Total Collapse of Society, the Ottawans following the lead of the Ghost of Ottawa struggle and try to survive even the most impossible of odds stacked against them. But is their American Heritage and Midwestern Grit enough to survive? {Rated R due to profanity and the nature of the violence portrayed in the novel.}

Ghost_of_Ottawa · Krieg
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The O.S.F vs The N.W.O

As the Ottawan Strike Force engaged the New World Order, chaos broke out in the skies. Most of the New World Order's pilots were rookies. Fresh conscripts from the European and Asian countries they'd conquered. On the other hand, the Ottawan Strike Force utilized the vast number of Ottawa and the surrounding areas' veteran population. Most of the O.S.F had direct combat experience from fighting in the US Military or Fighting the New World Order first hand and it showed.

The aerial battle commander was Mr. Hladovcak, a Veteran of Desert Storm. He was paired with his wingman, Jarrin L., who wasn't a veteran, but had been trained by Roland of the Old Guard. The two were dominating the skies. The rookie New Worlders didn't have a prayer against them. 

Meanwhile, the ground units had been making their stand. Under the commands General Roger Allen, a Vietnam Veteran and the recently promoted, General Daniel M, the O.S.F had been blitzing the New World Order's foothold. The O-61 tanks paired with a mixed batch of infantrymen, some of which were wearing Dr. Sue's OIPCS-IV armor, had the New World Order's ground troops in a slow retreat. 

However, the New World Order had access to the most modern equipment. Of the New World Order, there were three minor lords directly under Rothschild. Leading the American Sect of the NWO was Soros. He was second to Rothschild, but still a menacing force as he, in conjunction with the Blackrock Corporation, owned the former US Navy. However, Rothschild forced him to share the Navy with the other two minor leaders of the NWO. Lord Rockefeller was in charge of the demolition or subjugation of the Middle East, Africa, Iceland and Europe. While Lady Clinton was tasked with the devastation or subjugation of Russia, Asia and the various Pacific Isles. Soros was operating with a mere fraction of what he actually needed to subdue the United States fully. He'd been tasked, directly by Rothschild, to subdue Greenland, Canada, the United States and both Central and South America.

He'd had Washington D.C launch tactical strikes within the United States to weaken any chances of potential rebellions. Soros was sure to account for small pockets of resistance, by employing the use of the CIA's MK Ultra IV sleeper agents. However, the tactical strikes, ordered by Washington D.C, were flawed. The U.C.M.J, or Uniform Code of Military Justice, the US Armed Forces used, gave soldiers the right to deny any unlawful orders. While the politics of the US had the citizens and even some of the military command structure polarized, many of the strikes did not happen. Major cities such as Chicago, Cleveland, San Francisco, Miami, Las Vegas, St. Paul, New York City and Austin, were severely crippled or destroyed. However, the strikes on smaller targets like Ottawa, didn't launch, nor did D.C have access to the silos directly. 

To make matters worse for Soros, D.C had gone eerily quiet. Even his scouting parties couldn't confirm signs of life there. Soros let out a bored and frustrated sigh as he sat in the captain's chair onboard the NWO-NV Legionnaire VII. Then suddenly, communication chatter broke the boredom.

 "Lord Soros, we have a request for bombardment from Naval artillery and missiles!" Called out a sailor from the comms channel.

"Fire away. Let no one escape!" Ordered Soros, now standing at the ship's helm. 

With the push of a button, 5-inch/62 or 127mm shells were fired from several deck guns mounted on the Soros' flagship, which was anchored twelve nautical miles off the coast of Corpus Christi, Texas. O-61's hit by the 127mm shells were eviscerated, burnt-down, or reduced to a smoldering heap of metal. General Roger Allen, ordered his tankers to take evasive action, and find ways to hide from the bombardment, but it was still a turkey shoot.

The O-61 Defender II's were modeled after the M-60 Patton US Tank. While there were several improvements made by the Libbey-Owens-Ford production line, the O-61's still shared the same, if not similar, type engine. While on paved roads, the O-61 had a top speed of thirty miles per hour, (48.2 kilometers per hour). However, it had a major downturn in its top speed cross country, which was a whopping twelve miles per hour (19.3 kilometers per hour). Corpus Christi had a geography that put the Ottawa Strike Force Tankers at a huge disadvantage. 

"General Allen, if we don't do something about that flagship, we'll be ripped to pieces!" Radioed in a tanker. 

General Allen shook his head in frustration before radioing H. "H, this is General Allen, do you read me, over?"

"I read you General. What can I do for you?"

"Order your bombers, or advanced fighters to try and knock out that goddamn flagship. We're getting shredded down here!" 

H tipped his wing to see the flagship opening fire on the coastline. The waves of shells that slammed the coastline were indiscriminate. Both O.S.F and N.W.O troops were caught in the bombardment. 

"Listen up, O.S.F Bombers and Advanced Fighters form up. The target is the New World Order Flagship. If it's not taken out, our ground forces will suffer losses or worse." ordered H, as he and Jarrin made their turns to regroup. 

"Mr. Hladovcak, this is President Keith. I have ordered the Texan Reserve B-17 Bombers to form up with you and your bombers."

"Good, we need all the help we can get." said H as he and the other advanced fighters of both the O.S.F and C.T.R.A.F formed up around several light and medium Ottawan Bombers. As the Reserve Squadron of B-17's joined in formation. Several fighters peeled off to curb an aerial defense the New World Order would throw at them. As the bombers approached the flagship, warning alarms blared aboard the ship. 

"Lord Soros, we have a fleet of aerial bombers approaching us."

"What of their escorts?"

"They are holding a wide circle pattern out of range."

"Excellent. Sailor, deploy the Phalanx CIWS. Send those bombers careening into the gulf."

"With pleasure, my lord."

As the Bombers closed their target distance, the Legionnaire VII revealed a portion of new technological advancements that had been added into their flagship. The 127mm deck guns seemingly vanished below deck, and were replaced by seven Phalanx CIWS turrets. One of the bombardiers noticed this and yelled out to his crew.

"TAKE EVASIVE ACTION! NOW! NOW! DEAR FUCKING GOD NOW!"

It was too late, the first line of bombers was caught in a wave of what could only be described as a wall of 20mm, 25mm, and 30mm. The rounds punched through the fuselages, wings, pilots, and crew with minimal effort. As bombers made every effort to evade the incoming rounds, it was only the fourth line and back that had managed to escape and the fourth line of bombers had all sustained critical to fatal damage. 

"H, we'll never punch through that. We need a different solution!" Radioed a bomber pilot as the bombers that had survived raced past the jets. 

H looked out of his cockpit to see the first three lines of bombers plummeting in balls of fire towards the gulf below. 

"Advanced Fighters, looks like..."

"Belay that order H, I have a solution to your flagship problem." cut a voice, sharply across the radio frequency. H looped around to see much higher above them, a lone aircraft was headed for flagship.