The new armor Dr. Sue had created was called the O.M.P.A-XF84H or the Ottawan-Modeled Powered-Armor XF-84H. The armor was the first of its kind. It was a suit of powered armor capable of sustained, high-speed flight. It was based on a prototype aircraft that the company, Republic Aviation, developed for the United States Air Force in the 1950's. Anyone who'd even heard of this aircraft knew it had potential for something, but not sure as to what other than a migraine, induced vomiting, and concussions in several cases. This wasn't a legendary aircraft due to its combat record, or some glory stat. No, this aircraft was legendary because it was not only the fastest propeller driven aircraft in the world, but with the plane's massive XT40-A-1 turboprop engine, the XF-84H Thunderscreech was the loudest aircraft ever made. For reasons beyond the New World Order's comprehension, Dr. Sue had made it better, faster, louder, then shrank the whole thing, added a second engine and turned it into a powered suit of armor.
As that missile came within five hundred feet of the Enola Gay, the Ghost caught it in mid-air, and dove with it. The suit's HUD targeted the F-22, who's pilot hadn't realized the missile hadn't detonated yet. The Ghost pushed the O.M.P.A-XF84H's twin XT40-A-1 turboprop engines to their maximum output. The two reverse-synchronized props revved up, generating a staggering eighteen-hundred sonic-booms a second. Luckily for the Ghost, the armor was sound-proofed for its wearer. The Ghost pushed himself in a powered dive to five-hundred and twenty miles per hour, (836.9 kilometers per hour), and released the missile. By the time the pilot had realized it was too late, the missile had struck down the F-22.
With the F-22 down, the Ghost to return to his original mission. He released the magnet's on his back allowing the new weapon to free-fall for a split second. Soros stood on the deck of his flagship and watched in horror as the Ghost stopped his dive, hovering just out of Phalanx range. In his hands, was something the Ghost's own imagination had made on some playground years ago. It was a massive two-handed energy cannon that was designed to be held like a minigun. It was painted in the Ottawan flag colors of White and Green. It had a black-painted arrowhead on the top of the odd-looking barrel, with a torch in the center and two rows of light-blue tinted venting windows.
*Flashback to shortly after the Battle of Lasalle Lake.*
Madie Sue was in her office. She was clearly stressed out about something, but nobody could drag it out of her, so they employed the services of her wife to get it out of her. As her wife opened the door, Madie had fallen asleep at her desk. Her wife smiled and kissed her forehead. She left a box on her desk and gently left the office. A few hours passed and Madie jolted awake. On her desk, her wife had left her a box with dinner in it and a note which read, "Don't overwork yourself and forget to eat. :)" As Madie ate, she looked over the various design-blueprints for weapons that'd never see production. In a groan of frustration, she knocked over her water, soaking the blueprints. She hopped up and grabbed some paper towels. However, when she went to wipe it up, she saw the design she was looking for. She set the towels down and grabbed her pencil, a piece of sketch paper and drew out the design. Once she had finished, she put the sketch into a blueprint and woke her team up.
"Everyone, I have made a fucking, break-through." she said a bit winded from running across the plant to wake them."
*End of the flashback.*
"Come on, Ghost." Started Dr. Sue, "Show them the power of the L.L.P.C." The Ghost then activated his communication link and spoke.
"George Soros, leader of the New World Order's invasion of the United States, surrender now, and you will receive a fair trial." broadcast the Ghost across everyone's open, localized frequency.
"I would rather die a thousand times than EVER concede this kind of power! I OWN YOU ALL!"
"Well don't say I didn't offer you a chance to end things your way." Said the Ghost, as he squeezed the trigger of the L.L.P.C or Lasalle Lake Powered Cannon. Suddenly, two rows of powerful electromagnets, that spanned the body of the cannon, rapidly spun up. The light-blue tinted, vent windows that had been slightly popped open, had fully shut and a blue and pink cotton candy colored light was emanating from the barrel of the massive cannon. A whirring noise began to ripple across the gulf as a beam of energy shot from the massive, two-handed cannon. The beam slammed into the Legionnaire VII's hull with such force, it shifted the entire position of the ship, forcing it backwards while its anchors dragged across the gulf's sandy floor. The ship began to glow a molten orange where the beam impacted the hull. Even the Ghost had to force the armor's dual engines into overdrive to help himself from being blown across the gulf.
Despite the struggle to remain in place, the beam punched a massive through the ship's hull. Alarms blared and sailors screamed as the beam stopped for a brief moment.
"T-The hell was that?" quivered one sailor.
"A better question is....."
"....why did he stop firing?" Finished Lord Soros. As he stepped onto the deck, the New World Order got to bear witness the full power of this new invention, Dr. Sue had made, with front row seats.. The Ghost forced his engines into overtorque as he fired again. This time punching a hole through the ship's center. The entire area shook with a great force as the beam slammed through the ship's deck, and made contact with the ground below the ship.
Everyone on both sides watched in amazement as the beam fired by the Ghost's hand, obliterated the ship, splitting it in two. The water around the ship swirled in a circle around the smoldering ship before collapsing in on the ship, sealing the fate of those aboard it.
While all that happened, the ground forces finally defeated the New World Order's land advance, once and for all. They got to watch the end result of the L.L.P.C's firepower. The Texan Navy had also finally broken through the New World Order's blockade, and were visible from the Corpus Christi shoreline, all in shock of their Ottawan ally's new and devastating weapon.