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Star Spangled Freedom

"What kind of betrayal hurts worst? One that comes from people who swore to protect you." The small midwestern city of Ottawa, Illinois is thrown into a madman's version of conspiracy theorists pandora's box and these locals, friends, become leaders, heroes, and legends. Hardship and loss befall these unlikely heroes. Every step forward seems like they are over a thousand steps behind. Forced to put down their beers and bongs, replacing them with rifles and the hands of dying loved ones, the Star Spangled Heroes tackle anything that seems to threaten their way of life.

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Attack on Nazi New York: Part One

After the Ghost and Liberty Bell left the Archive, they didn't regroup with the others. Rather they marched and flew into New York City, the Nazi capital of America.

Once the pair had made it there, they wasted no time in destroying the Nazis there. The 50-meter-tall automaton made short work of any heavy units the Nazis could throw at them. The Ghost wielding dual sledgehammers made short work of any Nazi crazy enough to fight back.

The Oppergrubenfuhrer entered the streets to see the Ghost staring at him.

"Get my armor." he said has the Ghost was occupied with other Nazis trying to fight him.

The Himmler A-50 was a suit of armor similar to the HA-40, it had more weapons than the HA-40 designed by Leon, but this was the Nazis version of it.

Once the Oppergrubenfuhrer was suited up, the Ghost charged up his propellers then using them, he air-tackled the Nazi into an oncoming taxi. The A-50 was truly no match for the BFPA-100, and with the Ghost using it, it was to be a slaughter.

Meanwhile, Liberty Bell engaged the Nazi Fuhrer automaton. She fired her full barrage of lasers and walked towards the much smaller automaton. Liberty Bell stood at 50-meters tall or 164.04 feet tall, while the Fuhrer stood only at 25-meters, or 82.02 feet tall.

Liberty threw a MOAB at the Fuhrer, sending shockwaves across the city.

"Fascism is the very definition of useless tyranny. We shall not bow to tyrants." said Liberty before punting the Fuhrer through a building.

Back with the Ghost, he and Oppergrubenfuhrer were going at it. The Ghost's sledgehammers made quick work of the guns attacked to the A-50

The nazi leader did his best to keep from dying.

"Hey asshole, since you worship your ancestors who burned people in Nazi Germany, why don't I give you a taste of what that's like." said the Ghost reangling his propellers to face the Oppergrubenfuhrer.

Activating an ignitor, the propellors spun up and became a fire funnel. Blasting the Oppergrubenfuhrer with flames reaching up to 500 degrees Fahrenheit.

The BFPA-100 could only sustain the fire funnel attack for 30-seconds before needing to stop and cooldown or risk melting the propellers. Once the propellers had reangled once more back to their original position, the Ghost socked the Oppergrubenfuhrer in the face, destroying the helmet of the A-50.

"What...Who are you?"

"I am the voice of the United States, a voice of vengeance and hope. I am the one who calls forth the very best in the United States and demands nothing sort of death from himself. I AM THE GHOST OF OTTAWA!"

With his declaration of how he was, he swung a fist with all his weight and strength behind, hitting the Oppergrubenfuhrer, sending him flying backwards.

"MAY ANY NAZI TRY MY MIGHT." he proclaimed as he stood tall. His body was screaming, the adrenaline pumping through his veins, his body ached for the sensation of combat. He needed to release his anger, his frustration upon those oppressing the country.

"FIRE THE MISSILES NOW!" yelled the Oppergrubenfuhrer

With movement comparable to that of lightning, The Ghost was atop Liberty Bell's head.

"Get to a safe distance commander."

"No, this time, allow me to show you what I can do."