As a month came and went, the army of New Ottawa had begun their march on Morris. Morris wasn't a necessity, but it was rumored that Reagan had slaves there, other groups looking to survive.
With the flick of a hand, the first Ottawa HT-10 or Heavy Tank-10, opened fire, ripping through the gates of Morris.
"The hell? OH FUCK! SOUND THE..."
Reagan's goons were cut short by soldiers invading the city.
"I'M GIVING YOU ONE CHANCE TO SURRENDER, FAILURE TO TAKE IT, WILL RESULT IN US SLAUGHTERING EVERY SLAVER HERE!"
As nobody stepped forwards to surrender, the New Ottawan Army was forced to engage them. However the Ghost held up his hand.
"Allow me to demonstrate my resolve, send a clean message to Reagan."
"Roger sir, we'll hold the entrance, show them why it is New Ottawa won't die."
"I had this weird dream, I was in some cyberpunk style reality, and from that dream may I present, the OPCA or Ottawa Powered Combat Armor."
The OCPA was painted golden, an Ottawa Flag was painted on the right shoulder. It looked like something out of video game, except when the Ghost stepped inside, it was reality, a reality the slavers had no idea was possible. It had a tattered American flag is its cape. It was a bit bulky but it was tanky. American steel, meeting the psychotic-tendencies of the Ghost.
As the armor closed, the Ghost began hunting the slavers. Door to door, bullets were fired only to have the Ghost run the slavers through walls and entering the street with a bloody torso.
"Come on...COME OUT AND FIGHT! YOUR LEADER SAID HIS PEOPLE WEREN'T AFRAID OF GHOSTS!"
To the slavers, the golden, armored Ghost would just appear out of thin air and shatter their friends like glass. The slavers began to retreat, but the Ghost was everywhere. Like a blur of gold, he slaughtered them, being sure shatter cage doors and point them in the direction Ottawan Forces. As he approached the last wall of Morris, the right of Reagan was trying to make his escape.
"There you are."
"Stay away! I'm warning you!"
"Go ahead and do your worst, I promised I would kill you all, now I'm here to deliver on that promise."
As the slaves arrived to the Ottawan Forces, they were given aid and blankets.
"Who is that man?"
"Ma'am, sir, he is the...."
"I am the Ghost of Fucking New Ottawa."
As he said this, the put the boot of the OPCA through the skull of Reagan's second in command. The slaves watched him toss the corpse at a wall.
"Get them home Inferno, we made our statement."
As the New Ottawan Forces returned home, the former slaves were greeted by a city of New Ottawa.
"Welcome to New Ottawa! We know you've had a rough go of it, but let us show you there is still hope!" said Archie greeting everyone.
"Alright everyone, we have housing for you, all we ask in return is that you work for us. We have plenty of food and jobs for you. We are working on a money system, but it'll take time. You are slaves no longer. Rest, shower and relax. We will come check on you in a few hours."
Before they entered the city, one former slave spoke up.
"Um..sir?"
"Feel free to call me Ghost, but what can I do for you?"
"It's about Reagan..."
"Yes?"
"He's in Chicago. He and the King of Chicago are planning something, something even worse than what he did to us."
"Thank you..."
"Riley."
"Riley, yes, thank you for the information. I'll see to it that we end this, once and for all."