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Mercy's Regret Part 1
Date: 26 November 2004, 3:53 AM
Author's Note: Your are welcome to criticize my story but please include any good aspects of it.
Usa 'Hanamee checked the Equipment list for his small Covenant ship the Mercy's Regret . It read:
Crew:
Five Hundred Hundred Grunts
Two Hundred Fifty Hundred Jackals
One Hundred Fifty Elites
Fifty Five Hunters
Weapons:
One Thousand Plasma Pistols
One Thousand Plasma Rifles
Five Hundred Carbines
Two Hundred Plasma Swords
Fifty Heavy Plasma Turrets
Seventy Five Light Plasma Turrets
Seventy Five Ghosts
Twenty Five Wraiths
Thirty Five Specters
Thirty Phantoms
Fifty Banshee's
Forty Five Seraph Fighters
Five Scarabs
Usa Grunted with pleasure, he had a formidable army under him, and he had orders to attack any Human ships, Colonies, or planets that his battle group could handle.
"A Human Planet is up ahead', said one of the pilot Elites.
"What is the population and what is the defense?", Usa answered questionably.
" It is a small colony of 500,00 and the defense's are only two small human Frigates and a ground force of Six Hundred Marines"
Usa figured out the odds in his head, and calculated that they were against him, he had to take into consideration that he would be fighting on unknown territory against an unknown amount of civilian militia, and an unknown number of tanks and artillery.
"Is this planet high on the Hierarchs destruction list?", asked the Ship Master.
"It is one of the lowest ranked planet, the Prophets don't care for this Planet", said the Pilot.
"But, it would be an easy victory, and one that would bring this ship and it's crew some prowess"
"Yes, Master", replied the Elite Pilot, a look of lust on his face.
" Very well, inform the Heirarchs of our intent, and inform all Unit Leaders to make ready for combat"
"Yes, Master", replied the Pilot, and he began to type furiously at his controls.
Usa figured this, he could land twenty eight of his Phantoms with twenty Elites and ten Grunts on each, with one wraith and two ghosts on each and secure a landing zone. The Phantoms would be covered by Seraphs on the way in, once his Warriors secured a landing zone, he would ferry artillery and troops down with his Phantoms. He then realized that it would be hard to get Phantoms into and out of the docking bays, while engaging two Human Frigates. He would have to send Thirty-Three of his Phantoms down with full compliments of troops, supplies, and vechiles. So they could hold out awhile until Mercy's Regret Could deal with the two Human Frigates.
His mind made up, he recited his plan to his Pilots who then sent the plan to all the Unit Leaders all over the ship. He then Told his Pilot to tell all Unit Leaders to get their units together and board the Phantoms for a blitz landing. Then he himself, flanked by his guard. walked to the docking bay to see his forces assemble. He was shocked to see his all Battle
Group assembled and waiting in the docking bay. With his command, all the battle group boarded the Phantoms. Then the Ship Master's guard and the small contingent of forces left behind to guard the ship, retreated behind the blast doors. Then the Ship Master pressed a button and the docking bay Plasma Shields opened, and the Phantoms zoomed of into the black abyss.
Usa returned to the control room, and set to work on destroying the two Human Frigates, he started the battle with two Plasma Torpedoes to one the Frigates hull, tearing into it and almost crippling it. Usa got four more plasma torpedoes off before the Humans recovered and returned fire with their MAC Guns tearing at the Mercy's Shields. Twenty Units later he received a report that his ground forces had landed and met a large force of Marines dug in on a hillside. His ground forces were taking a pounding from the forces upon the hill. That was until he ordered his Seraphs to drop some Plasma Bombs on the hill, leveling it completely.
One Hundred units later the two Frigates were black hulks floating in space, but at a tremendous cost to the Mercy, by using coordinated fire, the Humans broke the Mercy's shield and got a MAC round into the Mercy's Mid-Hull. Usa ordered his Phantoms to ferry troops and artillery to the surface of the Planet. His first casualty report for his ground forces came in, he should have acted faster on that hill, it cost them dearly. Of the Eight Hundred and Forty troops that landed, only Seven Hundred and Sixty remained.
Now the real Invasion had begun.
Mercy's Regret Part 2
Date: 2 December 2004, 6:08 AM
Usa shuddered as he walked off of his specially equipped Phantom onto the chilling human atmosphere. He gulped in some air and headed to the command post. What he found out there was not good. After his battle with the two Human Frigates. He had begun to ferry troops and artillery to the surface. But now the Mercy's Regret had descended into the sky and began spilling out it's contents onto the Planet. His soldiers had advanced into a major Human city, but were encountering heavy militia and Marine resistance. Knowing the odds of him winning the battle in city, very bad odds. He sent in two scarabs in to turn the tide in his favor.
Content knowing that he had done all he could to help his troops he began typing up a report to send to the Hierarch's at the High Charity. When that was done, a Golden Elite entered his Tent. The Field Commander. Kuta 'Kanamee was tall, lean and muscular. His reputation was almost above Usa's own. One particular story stated that Kuta had stormed a human bunker infested with Humans with naught but a half charged plasma pistol, three grunts and a badly mangled jackal. Under his leadership they apparently eradicated the Humans.
"Ship Master", the Elite said bowing before Usa.
"What news do you bear, Commander?", asked Usa.
" Our forces have been pushed back, and the Scarabs destroyed, our losses total some two hundred and thirty dead", replied the Elite with a cluck of his mandibles.
"What could have inflicted this damage?", asked Usa questionably.
Spartan 087, named Kelly, dodged a blow from an Elite, sidestepped and hit the elite in the back, breaking it's spinal cord, killing it instantly. Then grabbed its plasma rifle and sprayed a group of barking Grunts, killing them instantly.
"Good work Kelly", exclaimed Dr. Halsey
"Clear", yelled a marine and horde of Marines rushed forward.
"Where to next Kelly?" asked Dr. Halsey.
"I think you should find a safe bunker, and let me go on alone, Ma'm", replied the Spartan.
"I don't want to", replied Halsey stubbornly.
At that moment three warthogs pulled up, blocked by a door, the drivers and passengers of the two of the three warthogs, spilled out and ran towards the door, yelling bets about who could kill the most. In the other warthog and large officer jumped out and approached Halsey.
'You are Dr. Halsey of Reach, are you not?", asked the officer.
"Yes", replied Halsey
"And this is Spartan 087?", asked the Officer, looking rather small under the Spartans gaze.
" Yes", said Halsey.
" Then you are requested at the command center", said the Officer
"And you are ordered to proceed on foot and clear out any Covenant resistance from the city", said the Officer to Kelly.
Kelly saluted and tore off into the door and beyond. What could be happening now, thought Halsey. As she got into the side seat of the Warthog. Kelly's mind went into high gear mode, she she huffed down the street, she thought over how she got here. She knew that Dr. Halsey had taken her of the rebel base and into a small shuttle, and she knew the shuttle had had engine problems, but she knew nothing else. Kelly turned the corner to find herself confronted by four jackals, forming a shield wall, and five grunts behind it with plasma pistols. Kelly dived out of the way behind the dumpster, and heard it groan as plasma slagged it.
Kelly jumped up, threw a grenade behind the shield wall, and dived down again, plasma shooting over her head. There was a loud thump, and screams of pain from the Grunts and all was silent. Kelly dared not move, there still may be more Covenant playing dead, waiting, biding there time, until she was vulnerable. Then she heard human voices coming down the alley.
'Woah, it's like a Spartan's been here , man", said a highly toned Mexican voice.
"Yeah, right, there aren't no Spartans here.
Kelly straightened up, the Marines stood there looking shocked.
"N..n..o Spartan's eh Rodriguez?", said a British voice.
"Shut up", said Rodriguez defensively.
"We need to move Marines", said Kelly, breaking up the argument.
"Yes, Ma'm", said the British man.
Kelly started moving down the street with the Marines, clearing houses and shops. Until they came to a Bank Front, on the inside she could see Elite and Grunts and Jackals. She also spotted two big, shadowy, bulky figures in the back. Hunters most likely, Kelly sighed. Then priming a plasma grenade threw it into a window, the window exploded taking some Grunts with it. Kelly sighed again, it was going to be a busy afternoon.
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