Walking around the shack they were holding in, Shaheen looked around and was observing the wreckage that was created after the "Khan" hit them. Looking at the horizons was only damaged buildings and lots of dust. Trying to breath the Non filtered vault air he encountered some difficulty seeing that the air was heavy and dense due to the smoke and dust effect from the incident. It was hard but he convinced him self that he is a soldier and he must adapt to the situation.
The American government was apparently in it's most darkest hours drafting men and women on force and trying to bring order amidst chaos, it reminded him of his deployment in Iraq and the chaos that ravaged the country when they deposed Saddam Hussain. violence was everywhere in Iraq, even after the withdrawal of American troops under the Obama administration, violence continued and it seemed to be with not ending. But now, violence is in America right in the heart of it all, Washington DC. He smiled at the irony of fate. 15 years ago he was in Baghdad making sure of the safety of the people within the green zone. Now he is doing the same thing only at his own country.Thinking to him self the world was no longer its self since the incident. Looking at the men and women around him, he knew it was going to be a challenge for them to walk all the way to Chesapeake Bay.
He checked his equipment and counted the supplies, he finished checking his inventory and heads into the shack so he could be briefed by the captain all over again and to plan for their "Picnic".
He knocked on the door and got inside with a salute.
"Sir, lieutenant John Shaheen at you service". He said those words with discipline and seriousness drawing on his face.