Alan's POV

I quickly exit the electronic stores with the others as i notice some of the NYPD Vehicles turning back on.

"All Available personal, proceed East. Unknown Contacts Approaching fast, Few NYPD Units have Responded."

A voice can be heard as another voice was heard.

"We gotta move it on foot, almost every vehicle is done except for a few NYPD Vehicles."

Meanwhile...

Four NYPD Cruisers can be seen cruising down the Abandoned streets of New York. Most of New York was already evacuated, the only place with remaining civilians is the Times Square Evacuation Center, NYPD Station and 9/11 Memorial Evacuation Center (R.I.P. To the victims of 9/11).

The Four NYPD Cruisers hit the brakes, causing the officers to get out and unhoplster there sidearms to...hundred of people wearing British Revolutionary war clothing marching in old Napoleon tactics. The Eight Police Officers look at each other in confusion before one of them reaches for the speaker in the cruiser.

"THIS IS THE NYPD! HALT YOUR ADVANCE AND IDENTIFY YOURSELVES!"

The officer says as the marching formation stops. They aimed there muskets to the eight officers but the Officers weren't alarmed, assuming this was a sick prank.

"Why are cosplayers here?"

Another Officer asks his friend as he shrugs in confusion, all of the sudden.

Two of the officers fall to the ground injured while one gets hit directly in the head by the musket balls as the other officers duck behind the vehicles.

"Oh Fuck!"

One of the officer yells as the remaining officers aimed there sidearms.

"WASTE THE MOTHERFUCKERS!"

The remaining Police officers fire there sidearms to the Hundreds of British Soldiers as they start to rush to the officers. Each round that left the Officers sidearm hit one British soldier but there we're too many.

"I'LL GET THE AR-15 FROM THE CRUISER! COVER ME!"

One of the Officers yell, quickly running to a Cruiser, he quickly opens the door and uses as cover as he grabbed the AR-15 while reaching for his Radio.

"This is unit Adam-8-Kilo! I have two Injured Officers and one Officer Down! Requesting backup at-"

The Officer was cutoff as another wave of musket balls hit the police cars.

"FUCKING HELL!"

He screams as he stands up and Aims his AR-15.

"WELCOME TO NEW YORK MOTHERFUCKER!"

Instantly rounds of British Soldiers fell to the ground dead as the AFR-15 Unleashes hell. The Officer kept firing until two Musket balls hit his chest and right hand, causing him to fall to the ground. He breaths heavily, feeling the impact of the Musket ball being stopped by the vest he wore as he looked at his right hand to see a bloody mess.

Alan's POV

"Gunfire is getting closer."

I say through my comms as i walk down the streets along with hundreds of more NATO Personal. Most Vehicles we're down besides a few NYPD Vehicles as the Hundred of NATO Soldiers forms formation beside two SWAT Vans and Three Police cruisers carrying NYPD and NATO Personal.

"Gunfire is coming from the street to our left."

I hear Chow say as i nod to her. I was in the very front, beside the first NYPD Cruiser as the small convoy drives slowly. I quickly held a fist up, causing everyone to stop.

"Gunfire is coming from the Left, Stack Up."

I say through the comms as we stack up to the building next to the street, I peak around the building to see a pinned down NYPD Position.

"Orders Ma'am?"

I ask Chow as she looks down the street.

"What the hell...Doesn't matter what there weapons are, there hostiles...ADVANCE!"

She suddenly yells as in instinct we rush out of cover, the Convoy leading the charge as we take cover behind the vehicles.

"Permission to fire!"

Smith says as Chow remains silent as we kept advancing.

"...NOW!"

"OPEN FIRE!"

Location: New York Port

A Young British Marine can be seen staring in Awe at the tall giant buildings that reach the sky. Thousands of British Soldiers being unloaded from Ships.

In the Distance the John Paul Jones and Cole can be seen attempting to stop more ships from landing to the New York Port as US Marines and sailors Open fire to the Ships with M249s, Browning's and Ordinary M4A1 But it wasn't enough.

Location: Washington D.C.

The President can be seen in the Oval Office surrounded by his Generals.

"Mr. President, we're getting reports of people in British Revolutionary Outfits attacking Cities. They appeared out of nowhere as if they we're already there or simply teleported."

One of the General says as another speaks.

"We reconnected Comms with Functional Airbases and we're sending Fighters to assist. Most of the Vehicles are disabled. We still can't find any cause. We also got reports of these men landing in the New York Port. The USS Cole and John Paul Jones are doing there best to stop more of the landings but all of there weapon systems are down."

The General Says as the last one spoke.

"We also...Have Reports of People fighting these British...Soldiers. I got comms with an Sheriff's Office in Maine that they made contact with these people and claim to be..."

"American Rebels."