As the battle raged on, the Ghost realized he couldn't make contact with the others.
"H, take command. I'm checking on the others."
"You can leave it to me."
The Ghost leapt from Enola, and opened a pair of Redtail Wings mounted to his back. As he got closer to the other, this radio frequency erupted with calls for help. As he crossed over the base camp, he saw what was happening. The wings folded in and he dove at the creature.
Below, Keith was the only one holding the creature back. Roger and Daniel were rushing the civilians away from the area. Paige's Apache had been tossed into the ground and she was unconscious. Morgan watched as Keith did his best to hold the thing back, but he was bleeding from both of his sides. As Rothschild threw Keith aside, he locked eyes on her. As he lumbered towards her, Keith grabbed his leg. Rothschild growled, lost in his own inner monologue.
".....I don't understand... Why do these worms annoy me? No... it's what drives their ideals....." Keith socked Rothschild in the jam. Rothschild, now fully conscious again, threw him through a building, then charged at Morgan.
"You..... All of you..." Growled Rothschild, "You are all in the way of my dream!"
"THAT'S EXACTLY WHY WE'RE HERE!" Rang to a voice above them. Morgan's eyes captured the moment in slow motion. As the others watched, the wind pressure around Rothschild stopped him from moving, chains broke the mist barrier above them and hooked Rothschild. A whistling blur broke through the mist, slamming a metal foot into Rothschild's neck, throwing him through several buildings.
The little woman uncovered her face to see the Ghost standing in front of her.
"Who are you?
"Right now, that doesn't matter. Everyone, get to the trucks now, you are safe... Because I am here to kick his ass."
The Ghost clenched his fist, unlocked the twin-nace shoulder cannons. As they powered up, Rothschild rushed towards him. The Ghost brought his fist straight into Rothschild's face, tossing him backwards.
"You." Rothschild let out that word with a guttural growl.
"You know me?"
"No... ONLY THAT YOU'RE IN MY WAY!"
The beast leapt at him, only to have the two cannons launch him through the air and into the water off the coast. The Ghost rushed after him, followed by the others. Upon his arrival, he opened fire, using the full extent of the Offensive Ottawan Bias' arsenal. He let loose several small missiles, rounds, the two twin cannons and then the hand-held Radium Dial Particle Cannon. He was a force of nature, and none of the ships stood a singular chance against him. As Rothschild pulled himself out of the water. He saw most of his Western Hemisphere Fleet all ablaze. The Ghost wasn't going to waste a second, he fired the R.D.P.C at Rothschild. The eugenics beast held up a hand, intercepting the beam. He began trudging towards the Ghost, who unleashed every once of first power that armor had. He was sinking into the sand as the force of the particle cannon was shoving him backwards.
However, Rothschild had made his way to the beam's barrel. He grabbed the Ghost who tossed Keith the hand-held particle cannon. As the Ghost was lifted up to see Rothschild's face, the many planes, jets and helicopters opened fire on Rothschild. Rothschild squeezed the Ghost as tightly as he could, the armor groaned and activated its hydraulic frame bracers to hold the pressure off of the Ghost.
"You and your forces have won this battle, but you will succumb to the New World Order, and become my pawns."
"Not…. gonna…. LET THAT HAPPEN!" Yelled the Ghost, struggling to break out of Rothschild's grip. Rothschild's grip tightened, only for the Ghost to pop out of his fist. Before either of them could make a move, a shell flew past enemy and allied ships, slamming Rothschild in the back. The beast wailed before launching the Ghost into the air. Luckily, H was there with his F-15EX to catch the Ghost.
"Thanks for the save."
"That wasn't us. That shell came from much further away." Said H, as he brought the Ghost low enough to jump into the sand.
The beast growled, then Rothschild made a mistake. "I've got plenty more of these, VR Eugenic Chimeras. I will be back for you, all of you." The beast swam out to the last remaining carrier, allowing the New World Order to fully withdraw from the North American Continent for now, but not without a gift. The Flagship launched a missile, and as it climbed the Order hightailed it out of there.
"That's a nuke...." said Keith who was held up by Roger.
The Ghost unfolded his damaged wings. "I'll do what I can." As he took to the sky, he raced towards the climbing nuke. As he got close, he activated a hidden armor ability. As he was within a few feet of it, he electromagnetically pulsed the missile. Once the missile had fully shut down, the Ghost grabbed it, and dove with it towards the carrier the New World Order had been trying to run away on. As the missile reactivated, the Ghost hopped off, allowing the missile to punch through the carrier's hull, resulting in a small explosion. Rothschild growled as he saw the damage. He removed the VR headset, and set it down.
"The Chimera needs work. Let me know when Clinton and Rockefeller arrive here."
Meanwhile, the Americans had gathered at the intact port and watched these unknown vessels arrive. The Ghost flew over them and landed.
"I didn't see the blinding flash of light." Keith said as the Ghost landed
"That's because the missile hit their ship with just rocket fuel." He pointed to a Saint Bernard style cylinder on his back.
"You stole their nuke?!"
"It was a better option than allowing it to detonate. Fried its systems with an E-Pulse, then stole it."
The two laughed as a group of people approached them. Keith pointed the Radium Dial at them.
"That's close enough. Who are you?"
Two people stepped forwards and bowed. Once they'd stood back up, one of them spoke.
"I am Japanese Prime Minister, Yuki Takebayashi. I apologize for our sudden appearance, but we must talk."