" Major O'connor, what's happening down there as we speak? " A voice questioned.
A Gulfstream G550 is spotted on the sky, flying freely across the sky, and within he's seen relaxing his back with a lopsided smile plastered on his face, he's seen watching everything from the window he sat close to.
Special agent Miller's seen putting on a jet black suit.
He had his phone placed close to his ears, currently on a call with an officer he authoritized to give command over the units he had dispatched into Chicago to take control over the current situation.
" Sir.....we lost two teams already, team D-S25 got engulfed in a clash against this outworldly creatures but the team R-A15 were completely obliterated, the rest of the units holds the advantage "
" We're clearing the field of monsters...it will be over in no time "
