Glacier was still searching but wherever those power levels were coming from had to be in an area or building that was scrambling her scouter's sensors. She tried messing with the bandwidth a bit to see if she could get a clearer reading but all she managed to find was how to make it even worse. She turned around when she started to hear some kind of whirling sound from behind her and saw a military grade helicopter armed to the teeth with missiles and machine guns.

"Halt! Surrender immediately and make no aggressive moves! You are ordered to stand down!" A speaker bellowed over the copter noise as Glacier merely glared at the machine. Looking through the window it was easy to tell that the crew had already radioed in for backup.

"Wonderful, I have been discovered by this planet's military force. Fighting with them would be a waste of my time. Hey you in there! I would appreciate it if you would just go away, I did not come here to play with weaklings." Glacier waved a hand at them, trying to get them to fly away but of course military people are stubborn and instead they increased the ante.

"Stand down immediately or we will open fire!" The helicopter blared at her annoyingly, being persistent as a cockroach.

"Is this how earthling's treat all their alien guests? They really can be quite savage for such a powerless species." Glacier sighed and cracked her neck a little. Not getting any real response from her the helicopter opened fire with machine gun fire and missiles. Glacier easily swatted away the missiles and pretty much ignored the bullets which were not even close to having any sort of penetration. Glacier considered swatting the copter out of the sky as well but it seemed that reinforcements had started to arrive in the form of other helicopters and jets.

"Taking them down is going to get me nowhere. I'm just going to lose them." Annoyed at the interference, Glacier dove into the trees and jetted away at incredible speeds, the helicopters were nowhere near fast enough though the jets were being annoying persistent and would take potshots at her from above. Bullets and missiles racked the ground, mostly behind her as she raced along. She would not doubt lose them, the question at the moment was when.