As the Ottawa Escort flew across the Texan border, they were intercepted by B-17s
"Unknown pilots, identify yourself and state your business."
"This is the Ottawa Escort, we seek diplomatic relations with the state of Texas."
"Follow us in, keep your turrets locked in the rear facing position, or you will be fired upon."
As the B-25 lands, they were greeted by tanks and armed soldiers.
"They move, they die."
"Hold your fire! They are here to talk to Keith."
The Ghost and crew were escorted to a tall build, inside, they were taken to the top floor and brought into an office.
"Gentlemen, welcome to Texas. My first officer here tells me y'all are seeking diplomacy."
"That's correct."
'Which one of you is in charge?"
"I am, name's Ghost of Ottawa."
"Well, shit. I'm Keith, leader of the Lone Star Republic. When you say diplomacy, how do you mean?"
"An alliance."
"So we understand each other, who is your enemy?'
"The New World Order."
"Well fuck me. Seems the yankees got hit too. Tell me Ghost, what does Ottawa bring to the table?"
"New Ottawa has plenty to offer, one such item is me." With a flick of his wrist, the BPA-100 uncloaks around his body.
"Well fuck me, that's a pretty good resource."
"I'm glad you think so."
"We'd love to ally with you, however, we are facing an issue we can't avoid."
"Which is?"
"Water. Too much water is breaching our levees and dams. Seems to me the gulf is filling up. Can't ally worth a damn if we're underwater."
"How fast and how much has it risen?'
"In the past two weeks, I reckon two feet."
The Ghost looks to Juno who stands up.
"Keith, it seems to me, in my scientific opinion, nobody is safe here."
"Why might that be little lady?"
"Because at the rate the gulf is rising, you'll have bigger issues than just water. Where is your power grid located?'
"Two levees away, why?"
"Once the saltwater reaches the grid, you can't repair it."
"No power means no food and certainly nothing to pump fuel."
"We have a train, we can send word back and begin bringing fuel and supplies to New Ottawa." said the Ghost
"And why should we leave the south?"
"If you're being affected, guess who else is?"
"Well...shit. Bufford, get on the horn and tell Cassie of Louisiana to have her people meet us in New Ottawa, that is if she ain't underwater too."
"What do I tell the troops?"
"Tell em we're with the yankees. We leave asap. Ghost, go ahead and call your train. We're out of here."
As the Ghost radios home, the Lone Star Republic begins to pack up their operations and load civilians, supplies and troops into trucks. The B-17 air fleet of Texas were fueled and ready to go.
"Logan, yes. Have the second strip and hangars ready for us. We're bringing back plenty of people. Tell Bubba and the Overlord to get to work on housing. We need lots of it."
As trucks and planes leave for New Ottawa, a storm was brewing, a storm of red, white and blue.