World At War and Enter 1950's NAE

As the sun rose, the nations of Europe under the New World Order's control scramble to get their defenses ready. The NNR had made strike across the continent all night. Meanwhile the NAE and their allies began to make strikes of their own. The New American Empire invaded Canada, and Mexico. It didn't take long for the NAE to conquer the two nations as the NWO had call the bulk of their forces back to Europe to focus on the NNR.

The NJT began pushing into China and the southern parts of Asia, with the help from the NAC, DOT, and ROSK. The world was up for grabs and the many factions were eager to get their hands on it. The New Nazi Reich pushed deeper into New World Order Territory, carving chucks out of it as days and weeks pasted.

After about a year, the New American Empire had taken, Canada, Mexico, Iceland, Greenland, and a few Countries in Central America. They had begun their push towards South American soil and had been little to no resistance. Most people were pleased to see the NAE troops pushing deeper and deeper south. Under the New World Order, many of them had starved to death and those who didn't were on the brink of death, then the New American Empire supplied them with food, medical care and jobs. They rejoiced as tanks, V1F Vorpelfighters and more entered their countries as it meant food, and more importantly, liberation.

The NJT had taken 57% of China and had begun assisting the others in taking Southern Asia.

Back in D.C, the Ghost had just arrived home from front.

"Welcome back Commander."

"Thank you, and you are?"

"I am a former employee of Raytheon, Xavier, one of the Defense Contractors from back in the day."

"Well X, what can I do for you?"

"I wanted permission to get one of our old production facilities running again to produce armor."

"Armor?"

"Yes, hydraulic framed armor, making the New American Heavies so much better and supplying them with more protection."

"Do you have blueprints?"

"Yes!" the eager man pulls a blueprint out from his bag.

It was in fact armor, a hydraulic frame to allow the user full normal mobility, just with a lot more protection. The armor was to be made out of light weight titanium.

"What's this thing called?"

"It's the HA-40 or Heavy Armor 40."

"I'll send over the necessary paperwork once I'm back in the office, go ahead and begin hiring. I want functional units in three months' time."

"Should we get the plant running, we'll have 'em in two."

"Good, now I'll be off, I have much to do."

The Ghost hopped into his truck and drove home. His wife was waiting for him, once out of his truck, he scooped her up into his arms and twirled her around. A genuine smile crossed his face as he looked up at her, the one he'd been fighting for.

"Welcome home my war hero."

"Thanks baby, I'm glad to be home."

The two walked inside their home, it was a medium sized house, with a two-car garage. The kitchen smelled of freshly made food, and an embroidered sign saying, "Home Sweet Home", hung in above the doorway. The New American Empire had officially entered their 1950's era. As he set his bag down, his wife entered the room, and took him by the hand and brought him into the living room. Music was playing on the record player, and they danced, or "cut the rug" if you will. The Ghost let his wife rest her head in the nape of his neck, smiling. he was finally home.