Consequences of Rebellion and Tyranny

As the memory of Bubba spread, the New World Order wasn't impressed. The order was given to level the United States by any means necessary. Bombers, fighters and warships were dispatched to deal with the rebel nation. 

Alarms blared across the United States, and pilots took off to combat their foes. The Overlord and his crew manned the USS Texas as they looked to repel this invasion. For a moment, the air was still, the tension could be cut by a butter knife. Then...

"ENEMY ADVANCE! 12 o'clock!"

Planes and warships went to war. The Ghost using his Thunderscreech armor was punching through aircrafts as the USS Texas launched volley after volley of shells at incoming warships. US Veterans manned other ships and aircraft willing to protect their country. Liberty Bell launched a volley of attacks from the shoreline keeping incoming ships at bay. 

The Ghost was flying around when he laid eyes upon a unique opportunity. He entered a full-speed dive, pushing his turboprops to their limits firing everything he had at main carrier of the New World Order's fleet. Rockets, and cannons punching holes into it's deck. Anti-air gun trying to punch into him, but to no avail. He punched through it's deck and out it's side. His armor was giving him every warning alarm it could, but he wasn't done. Grabbing a live warhead out of midair, he dove again this time, he was aimed at the Battlegroups main flagship. He took on various amounts of fire, but as he punched into the ship, he ripped through, just above the ships reactor, planting the warhead, he flew out and fired a single rocket into the hole. The flagship erupted into a fiery explosion of molten metal and debris. 

The Americans cheered as the ship exploded killing everyone aboard. The Ghost now had a different mission..."Survive." Every New World Order fighter was honing in on him. His armor had taken one hell of a beating, and a dogfight was on. 

He pushed his engines as fast as they would go, firing at enemies as he sped past them. As he pushed, one of the turboprops burst into flames, causing him to lose altitude, just skimming above the water. However, he wasn't alone.

From the coastline, planes of all kinds were flying furiously trying to intercept the fighters after their leader. The Star Spangled Armorer lead the charge with an AC-130 gunship. The group punched a hole for the Ghost to escape through. 

"That's right, keep running you filthy Nazi Lovers."

"Thanks Henry, I owe you big time."

"We aren't done yet, H and Daws are going to give us the grand finale."

Once the Ghost had landed, he watched as the two SR-72's ripped wings off of enemy aircraft and dropped a few guided bombs on ships. The Armorer and his detachment obliterated the remaining fighters as they moved along. 

"GET OUR SHIPS MOVING! WE TAKE THIS FIGHT BACK TO THE NEW WORLD ORDER!"  commanded the Ghost as Juno and her team ripped the old armor off of him and he suited up in his BPA-100 and rejoined the group.