Secret Wars, Phase One: The First Three Days
The moment Andrew, clad in his combat uniform, touched the sofa, his consciousness was abruptly enveloped by soft polyurethane foam. Just as he was about to give up resisting and sink into sleep, the lounge door was pushed open. From the corner of his bleary eye, Andrew caught a glimpse of gold and red. A massive figure silently approached, yet the other soldiers in the room did not warn him of the Praetorian Guard's arrival—perhaps, like him, every member of the squad had been exhausted by dozens of days of uninterrupted work. Following a list, they had arrested, conducted field interrogations on, and executed the Skrulls on the East Coast. However, the list had been extremely rough, and many more Skrulls remained hidden. After the information and prisoners were sent to the City of Immortals, the Black Armored Interrogators began working at high intensity before relaying intelligence back to Andrew's squad.
Then came the repeated cycle of arrest, field interrogation, and execution. The initial thrill of hunting aliens had long since become dull and tedious through repetition. While carrying out missions, Andrew also had to evade United States law enforcement according to the City of Immortals' instructions, avoiding being surrounded by heavy firepower.
Maybe we'll have to go to the East Coast again tomorrow! Andrew thought, and then he was yanked upright.
"It's hard to imagine you could still say that while you're this sleepy." Constantine smiled at the abruptly awakened Andrew. He set the Secret Division captain back onto the sofa, then watched as Andrew's startled cry woke everyone else. The Praetorian Guard was not wearing a helmet, allowing the soldiers to clearly see his expression. As a mortal army directly subordinate to the Praetorian Guard, the Fimbulwinter First Secret Regiment