Operation Orwellian Roswell: Part Two

The explosion began to expand, forces from both sides attempted to flee the blast. However, those caught by the blast wave seem to disappear, not disintegrate. The Ghost and Enola are hit first, vanishing from the battlefield, then Luke, Daniel and Fahrenheit Company, then Barbara, Juno and the rest of the American forces.

The Ghost's eyes return to him as he slams into a mountain and is knocked unconscious. Barbara wakes to find her back on the farm she and Curtis used to own.

She looks around. "Oh lord..." she passes out next to Juno and the others of the old guard.

Back at Area 51, the site was now a radioactive crater, nobody had survived inside.

Luke, Daniel and the 451st find themselves on the coast of Texas, except everything wasn't normal for them.

"Vice Commander, get up."

Daniel holds his head as he stands up he falls back over, disoriented by what he saw. The world was black and white and the shockwave was inching towards them.

"The hell is.."Luke didn't even get to finish before the shock wave hit them, catapulting them forwards, throwing them now up to Maine.

Baack with the Ghost, he'd been passed out the longest, he shook snow off of himself.

"The hell...Snow?" He looked around and it was snow alright. He had landed at Francs Peak, in the Absaroka Mountain Range of Montana.

He stood up but lost his balance and fell over the edge. He hit something metallic before he stopped falling. The sound of voices and guns racking a round were heard. Jarrin poked his head out to see their leader next to the Enola Gay, which had been frozen in place.

"Sir! Get in here!"

The Ghost enters the Enola Gay, frost and icicles cling to the metal bomber.

"What the hell happened?"

"Not sure sir, but we ended up in Montana."

"MONTANA? We were just in New Mexico, how the fuck are we in Montana?"

"No clue, I was the first to wake up, about a week ago, everyone came to about a day ago. You must've been up higher."

"Yea, all I remember is.."

"Hitting your head then waking up in some strange place?"

"Yea, wait this happened to all of you?"

"Yes, we all experienced this, and none of us know what the hell got us here?"

The group looks arounds, then the Ghost speaks.

"The Enola, can she fly?"

"She's frozen solid, I've managed to free us, but props are iced over, we need to get lower."

"Good, I can use my armor's engines to get us down, it'll be a bit rough, but what else can we do?"

The Ghost got out and pushed the Enola forward and activated his engines, jumping underneath the massive B-29, he kicked his engines into full throttle using his mag-gloves to anchor himself to the belly, allowing the plane to glide down from the mountain. once they had gotten low enough, he let the plane glide to a stop the frozen wheels breaking free and coming to a halt. The Ghost made it to the door but was knocked out by Jarrin swinging it open with full strength.