A day passed and the PBY Catalina landed on ODTA's side of the battlefield. The Ghost stepped on the field, dressed in full battle attire. His WWII faded green coveralls, American flag face shield, and knuckleduster gloves. He had a serious look on his face, one he had when the Utica Eagle Rock Clan first sent scouts to this dead city. The Ghost marched to the barricade of the ODTA-J.I.S.G.M armed forces. The Ranger of Dallas stood at the front of his army's barricade waiting for the Ghost to make his move.
"I'm here Ranger, lets settle this, one on one, no interference for either of your teams."
"Agreed! Meet me in the dead center."
The two walked past their respective boundaries, their troops gathered out front of them waiting to see the end result.
"What say we end this here and now Ghost of Ottawa."
"Bold move for the guy representing a region that dropped nukes on our sovereign territory."
"We do not recognize any democrat run state as legitimate state nor a sovereign nation."
"First off, I'm no democrat."
"Well! Common ground!"
"Wrong, I am an American Legend, a patriot amongst savages, a hero to my city. It's people like you who brought down the United States, both old world parties destroyed this great nation."
"A shame we couldn't agree, Democrats killed this country. We're just trying to rebuild under the rules we should've had years and years ago."
"Definitely not, freedom should've been for everyone, be instead, both parties ruined it."
"Then let's settle this."
The Ranger's oil duster waved in the wind and The Ghost's coveralls flapped in the wind. Both legends eyes were squinted ready to strike but they lined up back-to-back, the marched 12 paces. As they reached twelve the two stopped, then they drew their weapons, but the Ghost was fast than the Ranger, putting his bullet through the Ranger's hand knocking the gun away from him.
The Ghost charged him and hit him in the ribcage with his sledgehammer breaking several ribs then knocked him over. The Ranger tried to get up, but The Ghost shot his in his right elbow and his left.
"Pathetic, is this the best Texas had to throw at me? I'M A FUCKING LEGEND, YOU ARE A GODDAMN NOBODY! LET IT BE KNOWN, TEXAS IS WEAKER THAN ANY OF US!"
The Ranger tries to shoot him but found his only two good limbs stepped on by the Ghost who promptly put two bullets in them. He then picked up the Ranger and carries him to Texan lines. He dropped the Ranger in front of his troop.
"Shot me in the back, Disgrace Texas."
The Ghost walked back to the ODTA lines then behind the barricades."
"Finish it, bring glory to ODTA."
The ODTA Troops and heavy armor rushed into action, the Ghost hopped back in the PBY and took off. The troops pushed the Texans back, with their moral broken, the ODTA troops seem like mountains to beat, as they tried to fight, they kept getting pushed further and further back. Eventually they got pushed back to the boarder of Illinois. President Buckle was furious seeing the return of his troops, and his badly injured trump card to his "Ghost of Ottawa problem."
"SOMEONE GET ME ANSWERS TO HOW WE CAN PULL VICTORY OUT OF THIS!"
"Sir we have resurrected three B-2 Spirit Bombers and one B-52."
The President laughs and slaps his hand off his desk. "FINALLY, SOME GOD DAMN GOOD NEWS."
Suddenly a man burst through the doors. "SIR! WE'VE FOUND ODTA!"
"LAUNCH ALL STRIKE BOMBERS! LEVEL THAT FUCKING CITY!"