"What is going on?" Marcus screamed from next to the armored Hopper that was parked on old Auction Avenue.
The sergeant turned from the radio. "Someone is attacking the vehicle depot Colonel!" The man yelled. "A strange aircraft is firing down into the depot and destroying the vehicles!"
Marcus looked toward the rising black smoke and flames. "Deploy the entire garrison immediately!" He barked out the orders.
"They are already enroute Colonel!" The sergeant answered.
Marcus's keen eyes picked up something else as he looked toward the river. He glanced inside the Hopper and snatched up the binoculars. He brought them to his eyes and trained them on the area he had been watching. He watched as the whirling blades of an ancient helicopter dropped from site as it settled to the ground on the other side of some warehouses.
