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Part of the huge crowd on hand at Floyd Bennett Field in Brooklyn when Howard Hughes landed his Lockheed 14N Super Electra airplane, July 14, 1938. He flew around the world in a new record of 3 days, 19 hours and 14 minutes, breaking Wiley Post's record.
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Floyd Bennett Field, Brooklyn, NY 09/2021
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Natural Privacy by Scott Gitlin Via Flickr: Color eFex Pro: film grain. Floyd Bennett Field, Brooklyn, New York
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"Have a Good Day."
 Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God’s Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don’t know how or what to pray, it doesn’t matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That’s why we can be so sure that…
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New York Post : First migrants arrive at NYC's Floyd Bennett Field -- only to scoff and leave isolated site after just one look-around: 'Disaster waiting to happen'
The first batch of migrants was bused to Floyd Bennett Field’s makeshift tent city in Brooklyn on Sunday — and wanted no part of it.
Dozens of migrant families arrived at the controversial remote housing site courtesy of the Adams administration shortly after 12:30 p.m., looked around and promptly hopped back on the bus to try to return to their previous shelters.
“We weren’t told where we were going,” one of the bused migrant dads griped to The Post. “I work in the Bronx. My kids go to school in the Bronx. For us to live out here is ridiculous.
“We’re going back,” he fumed.
Another migrant father bused to the field said he has been living at the Roosevelt Hotel in Midtown Manhattan, the city processing site for the migrants — and was heading back there.
“They are going to take us back to the train so we can go back to 45th Street,” he said. “We didn’t know we were coming here. They just said they were taking us to a shelter.
“I cannot stay here,” he added. “This is crazy.”
A controversial tent shelter at Brooklyn’s Floyd Bennett Field, a one-time military airfield, is due to house 2,000 migrants, but the first busload abandoned the site after taking just one look Sunday. Gregory P. Mango
One migrant father said it was “crazy” to expect them to stay at the tent city.Gregory P. Mango
Migrants expressed concerns about how isolated the tent city is. Gregory P. Mango
About 2,000 asylum seekers from the US border with Mexico are expected to eventually be housed at the site, which has drawn widespread criticism for everything from its remote location to fire safety concerns.
State Assemblywoman Jaime Williams (D-Brooklyn), whose district includes the national park, was at the field Sunday and spoke with a man who told her he was with the city’s Health & Hospitals system and had talked with some of the migrants.
“When I asked him why did they leave immediately like that, he said the people, they were scared,” the pol said. “They weren’t sure what they were doing here. They don’t want to be here, and they asked to leave.
“They said, ‘It’s so isolated, how could I possibly get back and forth to work?’ or, ‘Getting my children to school from here would be insane.’ So they all asked to leave.
Migrants get back on a bus to leave Floyd Bennett Field. Gregory P. Mango
“It’s a disaster waiting to happen,” she added of the situation at the budding tent city.
“It’s one of the coldest days so far. There’s going to be a frost tonight,” Williams noted. “It’s not the ideal location for anyone to live. There’s no supermarket. There’s no infrastructure.”
“I’m going to reach out to the Legal Aid Society and the mayor and the governor and ask them to revoke the lease on this site,” she said.
A spokesman for Adams said Sunday that while some migrants did reject the site and signed release forms, others — including a second busload that arrived shortly before 2:30 p.m. — opted to remain.
“As we have said time and time again, more than 139,500 asylum seekers have moved through our intake system since the spring of 2022, all of whom have been offered vital services,” the spokesman said in a statement. 
“But with more than 65,600 migrants still currently in our care, and thousands more continuing to arrive every week, we have used every possible corner of New York City and are quite simply out of good options to shelter migrants,” he said.
Workers gather at the controversial planned tent city at Brooklyn’s Floyd Bennett Field to prepare for incoming migrants.Paul Martinka
Migrants stand in line in the cold outside a processing center in Lower Manhattan last month.ZUMAPRESS.com/MEGA
An administration source added that the migrants were warned that the city had no other space for them. The asylum seekers who left will be allowed to return to Floyd Bennett if they want, the source said.
A bus driver said workers were stunned when many of the migrants bused to the site refused to stay.
“We were shocked when they turned around and left — shocked,” the driver told The Post. “Only a few people stayed. We didn’t see that coming.”
Big Apple fire officials had warned that the one-time federal airfield is dangerously ill-suited to house anyone given its remote location and fire hydrants that are a half-mile away and largely “not reliable.”
Fire inspectors also raised concerns that asylum seekers will be allowed to have e-bikes — used by many migrants to work underground food delivery jobs — at the site. The bikes are powered by lithium-ion batteries, which have sparked a number of deadly blazes in the city.
Two FDNY satellite units that would be needed to respond to a fire at the field also are supposed to cover the entire borough of Brooklyn, raising further concerns.
In September, US Rep. Bruce Westerman (R-Ark.), who chairs the House National Resources Committee, was among nearly two dozen lawmakers on Capitol Hill raising questions about the plan at the federal facility.
City fire officials have warned that the planned migrant tent city at a former federal airfield in Brooklyn poses several safety concerns. Gregory P. Mango
Westerman said the former airfield, which is currently a national park, is not “a place to temporarily or permanently encamp persons experiencing a lack of housing,” regardless of “personal or political beliefs on immigration or migrant policy.”
Last week, even former Gov. Andrew Cuomo, speaking to an audience at a packed Brooklyn church, said the decision to use the field as a migrant shelter “defies common sense.”
But Adams has assured that precautions are in place to ensure safety at the site, including an outdoor area for the e-bikes to be stored and shuttle service into the five boroughs.
City officials are also working out the logistics to ensure that migrant children housed at the site have bus transportation to get to classes at distant public schools.
Rows of showers have been installed at an emergency migrant shelter erected at Floyd Bennett Field in Brooklyn.REUTERS
Adams has limited options to deal with the 140,000 migrants — more than 65,000 of whom are still in city care — who have flooded the Big Apple from the border since the spring of 2022.
City Hall has sparked a backlash by converting shuttered schools, hotels and other facilities into emergency shelters for the migrants while pleading with the White House for help.
Gov. Kathy Hochul, who got approval from the Biden administration to use Floyd Bennett Field for migrants after months of haggling with the White House, has also called on the feds to do more.
On Sunday morning, the six tents set up on a runway at the former Brooklyn airfield were prepped for the arrival of migrants, with a city bus waiting and several mini-buses used to shuttle workers to the site.
The FDNY on Sunday referred questions from The Post to officials at City Hall.
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18th Reconnaissance Squadron B-18As in flight over Floyd Bennett Field, New York, 4 September 1940
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Nam June Paik performing ​“Violin with String” (1961)  at the Twelfth Annual New York Avant Garde Festival,  Floyd Bennett Field, New York, September 27, 1975 photo: Peter Moore
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Naval Aircraft Factory N3N-3. Training AC. 816 built between 1935-42. At Floyd Bennett Field, NY, 1943
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Aviators were lionized in the 1920s and 1930s, even when they screwed up. That can be the only explanation for why the city threw a ticker tape parade for Douglas "Wrong Way" Corrigan, who took off from Floyd Bennett Field in Brooklyn on July 17, 1938, with the stated intention of flying to California. He wound up in Dublin instead.
When Corrigan returned to New York (by ship), he was met with wild acclaim. On August 5, he was the hero of a ticker tape parade. In fact, attendance at the parade exceeded that of the parade given to Charles Lindbergh eleven years earlier.
Eventually, it became known that the flight to Ireland was no mistake at all, but the story was too good to let die.
Photo: Associated Press via the OC Register
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USCG N3N-3 trainer aircraft photographed in 1943 at Floyd Bennett Field, NY
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The Attack on New York - Chapter 14, Finding Jade
Summary: Bucky and the horse detachments prove that his strategy is the best way to fight back against the Others. The decision is made to begin taking back the large urban areas starting with New York.
Length: 4.4K
Characters: Bucky, Steve, Sam, assorted military.
Warnings: Bucky being stubborn mostly, Bucky giving a young private a hard time.
Author notes: only a couple more chapters.
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In the two weeks before they tackled New York, Bucky, Steve, Sam, several military tacticians, and officials from the city met up with the two detachments of cavalry that Bucky had assembled. They were a rag tag crew of mounted policemen, civil war re-enactors, equestrians, leisure riders, and a few cowboys. They were transported by cargo helicopters to a larger city that Bucky had chosen and had acquired access to street maps to plan out their attack. When they landed they divided themselves up into their two detachments. Bucky put himself on the rooftop with Steve on another, both armed with rifles and ammunition while Sam monitored from above. The first detachment loaded up jury rigged flash bang carriers that would release one into their hand as required. Bucky gave the command and the crew started at the edge of the city, each one following a loop course that brought them back to their starting point. Each flash bang was set to go off at a specific time and they did, as a muffled bang sound was heard. Grabbing his ammunition and slinging his rifle Bucky jumped to the next building. Steve followed suit and the next detachment ran their routes. They alternated back and forth between the two detachments for two hours until they came to a natural barrier, a river that bisected the city. When they had completed that section Bucky signalled Steve to go down to the ground and meet there. Pulling up a manhole cover the two men went down into the storm sewers with flash lights and found they had disabled the aliens everywhere they could see as they walked to the outskirts of the city. Sam had also sent a video drone into the sewers further away and confirmed they had neutralized the Others present in that section of the city. After feeding and watering the horses they rode them across a bridge to the other side. Bucky joined the cavalry this time when another rider asked if he could be the sniper.
"I've been improving my horseback riding skills," said Bucky to Steve. "If I go back to New Mexico I might as well, right?"
Steve smiled at him and ran up to a sniper position in a building along with the other man. Bucky gave the command and like the others in that detachment tossed the explosive devices down into the street drain. Within seconds of them returning to their starting position the flash bang detonated and the next detachment took their position. For a couple of hours they alternated back and forth until a lady with a clipboard informed Bucky they had reached the maximum mileage per horse. They hadn't cleared the whole city but they had cleared about three quarters of it in total.
They stayed in motels at the edge of the city, posting guards for the horses as they let them loose in a park to feed on the grass and drink from a natural pond. The next morning they returned to where they stopped and had to backtrack a bit as several nests had expanded into some of the areas they had cleared. Within a couple of hours they had cleared the remaining parts of the city. After a quick meeting with everyone, one of the riders asked if they could please go to New York and get rid of the fucking aliens. Everyone laughed but the military tacticians looked at each other and said in their minds the attack was a go. For maximum impact they did want as many mounted detachments as possible. They would be clearing the former Naval Air Station New York, now known as Floyd Bennett Field and JFK Airport simultaneously of Others and setting up their command post at the latter. The detachments would be split between the two airfields and work a pattern from both locations eventually meeting somewhere in the middle of Long Island, while regular military detachments would handle clearing the northern part of the island in the traditional way. Once the island was cleared they would use it as their staging area to start clearing the eastern seaboard.
Steve and Bucky would be running and dropping flash bangs in areas that were inaccessible to horses with Peter flipping up the manhole covers if there were no rainwater drains. The military and police would drop snipers and police sharp shooters off via helicopter to various rooftops to cover everyone's six. The date of the attack on New York was set and everyone was told to prepare for it.
It doesn't take a hero to order men into battle.
It takes a hero to be one of those men who goes into battle.
    Norman Schwarzkopf
Bucky looked at the telephone in Steve's office and picked up the receiver then put it down again. If he phoned Jade and she didn't want to talk to him what would he do? Damn, he couldn't do it and he walked away, not wanting to be denied hearing her voice if she was still angry with him. Steve and Sam watched him leave the office.
"He didn't call," said Steve. "He was only in there a minute. Damn, he's a stubborn man."
"He's still hurting," countered Sam. "Over how he left I'm guessing. She can't refuse him if he doesn't call. Right now, not calling is easier for him."
"I wish he would call her before we head to New York today," said Steve. "She makes him feel stronger and I need him at his best."
"He will give you his all, Steve, you know that," replied Sam. "I think his developing those tactics with the horse detachments has proven that. That cyborg brain of his just won't stop."
Steve smiled at Sam, hearing that term again. It was true. Of all the things that had stayed with Bucky from his Winter Soldier years the ability to assess risks and develop tactics for specific situations had proven to be invaluable. When this was all over and they reformed the Avengers officially again he wanted Bucky in a leadership position. Whether that was as his master tactician in New York or as the leader of their western detachment based in the New Mexico bunker would be up to Bucky. He could probably do both if what Sam joked about Bucky's brain was an accurate description of him. Steve went into his office and dialled the number of Jade's ranch. Ma answered and Steve drew a breath of relief. He wanted to talk to her more than anyone.
"I can hear your mind working from across the country, Steve," said Ma, chuckling. "They're both stubborn. She wouldn't have talked to him but would have been thrilled to know he phoned. What's up with him? I've deliberately stayed out of his head."
"On the Jade front he's afraid she'll reject him," replied Steve. "But he has been preoccupied with developing tactics to use in the cities against the Others. In fact, we're headed to New York today for the big battle. He and I will be in the thick of it. Ma, I want them back together but I know she won't come to the city. So, I'm going to make the Bunker the western office of the Avengers, and Bucky to be the man in charge there. But I'm not telling him that and I don't want you to tell Jade that. It has to be his decision to go so I'm going to make it look like I'm pressuring him to stay in New York after we clear it. I'm going to allow the media access to us because I know he hates it. You wouldn't believe the number of women on social media who are crazy for him, and it drives him crazy in return. Makes him as uncomfortable as hell. I'm hoping that by putting the pressure on him here he'll make the decision to come back on his own. Ma, don't influence Jade on this. It has to be them making the decision themselves. Do you still have the ring?"
"I have it," said Ma. "When he gets here I'll give it to him. I agree with you. They have to work this out themselves. Without her gift she's got to learn to trust him at his word if she wants a life with him."
"How's Bruce?" asked Steve.
"I don't know what you mean," said Ma tersely.
Steve smiled. "I do video calls with him," he replied. "I see your sweater that I know you took with you to the ranch hanging up in the corner of the lab. He's happier so I'm guessing you're the reason."
There was silence for a moment. "We're both good," she sighed. "It wasn't something I was looking for. It just kind of happened and we enjoy each other's company."
"Good," smiled Steve, "I'm happy for both of you. Hang in there. We'll get these two back together somehow."
They said their goodbyes and Steve asked Friday if the staging areas in New York had been cleared yet. The answer was affirmative and Steve went out to make sure everything they needed was being loaded. Outside in a makeshift corral were forty five horses. Their riders were nearby questioning Bucky on what they could expect after they were transported to the staging areas on Long Island. He saw Steve and waved him over, repeating the questions.
"I have just confirmed they have cleared the staging areas and they are currently setting up corrals, water troughs and feed stations for your horses," said Steve. "There will be military units to provide security and we will also be running a sound file that the Others nearby may find distressing so that they don't approach where your horses are. I believe another mounted police detachment, the RCMP in fact, are on their way from Canada. They're going to learn from you and take that knowledge back with them after New York is cleared to start on their own larger cities. Tonight, look after your horses, relax, have a few beers, even a campfire if you want. We start taking our cities back at dawn tomorrow. Thank you, everyone, for your service."
That seemed to satisfy everyone and they went back to preparing to load themselves and their horses on the cargo planes. Bucky looked at him and smiled.
"You always seem to know how to settle people down," he said. "I wish I had your gift."
"I wish I had yours," said Steve. "This is all your doing. Who would have thought an old fashioned cavalry using improvised tactics would prove to be the most successful against a technologically advanced enemy. I looked it up. The last time a US cavalry unit was used in battle was in 1942 in the Philippines. Thank you Buck, for proving you're more than a pretty face."
Bucky smirked. "Punk," he replied. "I'm going with them. They have a horse for me. Will you transport my motorcycle? When we clear Brooklyn I want to take a ride in the old neighbourhoods, even if they've changed considerably since we lived there."
"You got it, Sarge," said Steve. "It's what you are to them, their leader. I might have settled them down but they follow you. Before this they might have been accountants and teachers and such but you turned them into soldiers. That's on you."
Bucky coloured, nodded his head and returned to the preparations as horses were now being loaded on the cargo aircraft. Less than an hour later they were airborne and although the horses were a little unsettled at the take off, they calmed down as their owners moved among them, stroking them and speaking softly to them. He sat on one of the fabric seats that lined the perimeter of the aircraft, closed his eyes and tried to meditate for the short trip to Long Island. All he could think about was Jade; her green eyes looking up at him, her soft pale hair blowing in the breeze as they walked in the wash near the Bunker, feeling her hands on his back as they made love. Blowing out his breath he opened his eyes and looked around at the assorted people who had come forward to become the first US cavalry unit to enter into battle since 1942. He got up and went to the cockpit and saw New York coming closer. The copilot looked back at him.
"We've made contact with JFK and they're putting us down there," he said. "Longer runways than the other airfield. I believe they will transport you over to that one via helicopter. You guys are crazy but I hear this approach has worked the best. I'd like to meet the guy who thought this up and shake his hand."
Bucky stuck his hand out and the copilot shook it. "That would be me," he said, with a grin. "I'm surprised as well. It was just an idea and it worked. It worked very well. Thanks for flying us in. Any idea of how rough the landing will be, considering our cargo?"
"We'll do our best," said the pilot, who also stuck his hand out for Bucky to shake. "Good luck down there. Prepare for the landing in five minutes."
Bucky nodded and went out advising his people they were landing in five minutes. He strapped himself back into a seat and waited for the bounce but the pilots did a great job and it was one of the smoothest landings that he had ever experienced. As soon as they taxied onto an area of the tarmac away from the terminal the horses were led off and led right on to cargo helicopters, most of them military Chinooks. They took ten horses at a time. Bucky went on the first transport and was happy with the setup, as were the first group of horse owners. He helped each subsequent group get their horses settled in the corrals. Only then did he search out his tent, interrupting a private who was making his bunk.
"Sorry sir," said the young private. "I'm Jones. I was hoping to be finished before you got here. I can get you something to eat right away."
"Don't call me sir," growled Bucky. "My rank in WWII was Sergeant. I would prefer you just call me Bucky."
"No can do, si...Sarge," said Jones. "We're under orders. What would you like to eat? We have burgers, spaghetti and chicken on the menu today."
"Any of it horse meat?" asked Bucky, glaring at the private.
"No sir, sorry Sarge," stammered Jones. "Horse meat is off the menu, permanently."
"Burger is fine, fries if you have them, beer or a cola," said Bucky, being intimidating and totally enjoying it.
Jones ran out and almost ran over Steve without noticing him, who stood and watched him go. "You never used to be that intimidating during the war," he said with a grin.
"That's because our guys knew what they were doing," he replied, sitting on his bunk and motioning Steve to take a chair. "This kid is a little wet behind the ears. I'll be nicer...I promise."
They sat and talked about the plan for the following day until Jones came back with his food. Steve stood up and smiled at the young private whose eyes got large at the fact that two of the most famous soldiers in history were standing before him.
"Holy...Steve Rogers," Jones stammered. "I didn't know you were on base, sir. I would have picked up some dinner for you if I had known."
"That's okay Private, I already ate," said Steve. "You just do your best for the Sarge and you'll be okay."
Bucky rolled his eyes but said thank you to the private and dismissed him. After he finished eating he put the food tray outside his door and pulled his tent flaps closed. He stripped down to his boxers and got under the blanket on the bunk. All that time that it took for him to get used to a bed and now he had to get used to a bunk again. Eventually he got to sleep and dreamed of horseback riding with Jade in the New Mexico desert.
The next morning he woke up at 05:00 and found Jones had left him some military fatigues to wear for the day. He put them on and, although they felt comfortable, thought they might be inappropriate for him to wear. He heard Steve's voice and looked outside, seeing him in fatigues as well so he let it go. Stepping out he saw Jones approaching with a mug of something hot. The young private offered it to him and held out a couple of sugar packets and a couple of coffee creamers in his other hand. Bucky took just the coffee.
"Thanks Private," he said gruffly. "Mess hall?"
"This way, Sarge," said the young man, leading Bucky through the already busy camp.
When they got to the tent he saw most of his riders there, also in fatigues. They didn't look so ragtag wearing the same clothing and he realized that was by design, to give them a sense of belonging and camaraderie. Jones asked what he wanted and went to get his food while he checked in with his riders.
"This is the best food I've eaten in months," said one of them, a grocery store produce manager in his previous life. "It's bacon, real bacon, and eggs. I could get used to this."
Jones brought the food tray for Bucky and set it down at an empty place. "Have you eaten yet, Private?" asked Bucky.
"No Sarge," was the reply.
"Take a seat," he said and offered his tray to Jones. "Eat, Private, that's an order."
Before he could protest Bucky went up and got his own food and sat next to Jones. "I don't mind you bringing me a coffee but I'm a grown man and I can stand in line for my own food, Private," said Bucky. "You're not my servant. I want you to eat at the same time I do so that if I need you to do anything during the next few days you can attend to it without missing out on your own meal. Understand?"
"Understood, Sarge," said Jones.
They ate quickly and Bucky walked to the command tent where Steve was already in talks with several military types and a man in a police uniform. Looking closely he could see a Canadian flag patch on his chest pocket and a crown above four chevrons pointing downwards on the man's uniform sleeve.
"Buck," said Steve, "Sergeant Major Tom Myers of the RCMP. Officially with their Musical Ride which has been converted to a cavalry for this attack. Buck is our guy who came up with the idea of using horses."
"Sergeant," said Myers, offering his hand. "Good thinking. Our horses are highly trained for ceremonial purposes but with the occupation there were those who wanted us disbanded. You've given us a new purpose which we will explore to the fullest. We've been practicing and have had our share of successes in some small towns. We figured we would get in on the action here in New York and return home with the experience under our belts. Then we will start training others in the process and hopefully reclaim our country."
Bucky shook his hand. "Thanks for your help today," he said. "It's not that hard, really. I wasn't even much of a horseman when I conceived the idea. I'll start out on sniper duty before I take a turn on a horse. Sergeant Major, do you have anyone acting as sniper?"
"We brought two of our tactical team members," he replied. "You just go ahead and deploy them how you see fit. We'll defer to your authority on this."
After another ten minutes conferring with everyone the order was given to prepare to attack. The horses were saddled, loaded in horse trailers and the riders piled into army trucks. They travelled on the Belt Parkway towards Brighton Beach and Sheepshead Bay. Before they got there the trucks all stopped just outside the first neighbourhood. Bucky and Steve took several snipers each and they deployed on top of buildings and houses. As they waited for the order the General in command asked Bucky to do the honours from his position. Bucky pressed his comms and gave the order to attack and the horse units started doing their thing. Within an hour they had all of Brighton Beach and the area around Coney Island cleared as well as the entire neighbourhood of Sheepshead Bay. By the end of the day they had reached almost to Atlantic Avenue to the north and Aqueduct Racetrack to the east. The other two detachments had started from JFK and gone north towards Queens, then had regrouped going south towards Rockaway Beach. It wasn't as much as they were hoping but the tacticians were happy with the progress since it was mostly residential with a lot of streets to cover. Video cameras were set in the cleared neighbourhoods both above ground and below with infra red capability to see if any nests tried to retake the the ground they had won.
The next day everyone was at the mess tent by 05:00 and ready to go before they were transported. Jones was already eating so Bucky stood in line with the others for his breakfast. They were joined by two more horse detachments, one from New Jersey and the other from the Boston area. Like the Canadians they had been training elsewhere and had success in small towns and were now ready to tackle larger population centres. They were deployed south of the Southern State Parkway going northeast while the original two detachments were deployed north of the Parkway going in the same direction. The two detachments that Bucky was with and the Canadians were deployed to take the rest of Brooklyn and as much of Queens as they could manage. Playback of the video cameras showed minimal pushback from the Others and what ground they had retaken was quickly returned to them. By the end of the day they had accomplished most of their objectives. Midway through day three the combined forces had retaken all of Long Island, setting the stage for a major offensive on the eastern seaboard.
They used the remaining half day to rest the horses and the riders while Bucky, Steve, the tacticians, and generals met to discuss the plan to retake Manhattan, the Bronx and further up to the Connecticut border. The question was brought up as to why the Others were not giving much opposition. One of the tacticians stood up and gave them the ongoing theory.
"The sound file of the woman's brain waves," he said. "It distracts the Queen and the drones are tasked with supporting her instead of defending themselves. Even the ones who do take shots at you are severely weakened. It's a last gasp effort. We also think the different hives don't cooperate with each other. The Queens are pretty selfish and seem to keep their drones for themselves."
After the meeting Bucky and Steve took their motorcycles out and rode to Brooklyn. Together, they rode the empty streets stopping at familiar landmarks that were still around. It was almost dark when they left the north end of Brooklyn. They both felt completely free as they rode on the Belt Parkway around the perimeter of the southern end of Long Island. The decision to use the island as a staging area meant that thousands of soldiers would be airlifted there in the next week to start the clean up process of clearing the sewers and water lines of the carcasses of the now dead Others. It was going to be a dirty job but really it was the best task that the soldiers could perform given the unsuccessful battles they had with the Others when they first invaded Earth. For now the cavalry units were their best option to fight the alien symbiotic species. Until that changed the military would be in charge of clean up and rebuilding.
Two days later the cavalry split themselves between the four bridges that linked Long Island to Manhattan. The two tunnels between the two locations were considered too dangerous for the horse units and the flash bang devices were loaded onto drones and robots that would drop their loads at a pre-arranged signal. On the first day they cleared up to Central Park. On the second day Bucky and Steve ran through Central Park itself so fast that the video drones could only record them as a blur. They cleared it out in less than 30 minutes and the cavalry units cleared the rest of the island of Manhattan by the end of the day.
It took the army a week to clear out the dead remains of the Others. The Army Corps of Engineers had the water, power and sewer running on a limited basis in another week. While they did so the cavalry expanded their attacks to the New Jersey shore clearing it as far north as the New Jersey Turnpike and all the way south to the Bayonne Bridge. The City of New York was officially returned to the control of the citizens at the end of the third week. In that time the Army made the decision to reinstate all their cavalry regiments that had been active in the Civil War as a gesture to restore the fighting spirit of their military. All of the civilian detachments that Bucky had started and inspired came under military control. Across the country the military appropriated horses for their soldiers to learn to ride. Many of the original participants were offered commissions to lead detachments. They all trained soldiers to ride and instruct them in the tactics that they and Bucky had developed over weeks of practice, trial and error. Bucky himself was offered a significant commission in the Army but he had seen enough action in his life time and turned it down although he agreed to be available as a military consultant if needed. For the Avengers it was time to hand off control of the fight back to those who had the resources and manpower, and go back to being just the Avengers.
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Sadly, the people choosing to go back are probably more likely to have been the ones we wouldn’t have had to worry about.
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mitchipedia · 2 years
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Writer Clio Chang went to the New York Department of Sanitation’s Training Academy to learn to be a trash collector.
At 6:30 a.m. on a Wednesday morning in August, as the sun burns off the ocean mist at Floyd Bennett Field, I am standing alongside around a dozen other people, staring into the elephant’s hopper — the familiar gaping maw into which workers feed trash bags — as it slowly closes shut with a satisfying clank. The hulking blade that compacts the trash moves in a single, sweeping motion. We watch with quiet concentration. Over the sound of the rusty metal, the man operating the truck, in black sunglasses and a crew cut, yells: “Garbage goes in, then what goes out?” In unison, we respond: “Juice!”
Trash juice, the viscous concoction brewed by the contents of every truck, and its habit of spraying out of bags as they’re compacted, is a major theme at the Department of Sanitation’s Ronald F. DiCarlo Training Academy, where I have unofficially joined New York’s Strongest for two days to try and learn how to collect, sort, and dump the 12,000 tons of trash the city produces on a daily basis. “In New York City, nobody finishes a cup of coffee,” our instructor, Sergio Serrano, a spirited DSNY veteran with a bushy beard that I assume is full of knowledge, tells us. “You will know the flavor of the month and come to hate the flavor of the month.” To emphasize the point, Joe O’Hare, another instructor who works at the same garage, shouts, “Pumpkin spice latte!”
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