Reach: Counter Strike
Posted By: PFC. Carl Parley<Aldon_104@hotmail.com>
Date: 20 October 2006, 1:26 am
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Reach: Counter Strike
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0100 Hours
Reach, Near Generators
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Master Chief John looked over towards the battered rag & tag squad of ODSTs and one Marine in the Pelican; they were scathed and burned from the escape from Halo. "How can they see all they've seen… comrades fall, captains, friends and brothers. And still fight" John thought to himself. He knew he couldn't get too attached to anybody for that reason. "Chief…" Said the one Marine in the troop bay. "What?" responded John. The Marine didn't answer but then after a minute or so he said. "I…I don't want to die out here!!" Yelled the Marine on the top of his lungs.
"Marine, what's your name?"
"PFC. Carl Parley, sir."
"All of you, state your rank and names!"
A shaved bald man with a goatee stood up lazily and went into a slacked attention. "Sergeant. Paul Sanders sir."
With a snap, a young man with short brown hair jumped up. "Corporal. Sean Martinez sir."
An older man with salt & pepper hair and a scruffy beard stood up. He was wearing a black suit with Marine armor and a Hell jumpers patch on his shoulder. He was clearly a decorated veteran. "Field General. Gerry Powell."
Chief looked over the people in the Pelican. "Not perfect but it'll do." He thought.
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The Pelican landed and the five soldiers jumped out of the troop bay. "Martinez, take point!" Said John. Sean rushed to the front and took into a crouch position. "Hey don't forget I'm in here!!" Yelled Cortana. John almost forgot about her. "Move east twenty clicks, south four, and west another twenty." Said Cortana. "Multiple targets along the way." The five moved forward about eight clicks when they ran into a very large group of grunts and jackals. Paul clicked off the safety and racked a round into the chamber of the assault rifle. "All right lets kick some ass!!!" He whispered. Carl ran up and jumped behind a log and put eight shells into his shotgun. Martinez walked up and pulled out two pistols. "I've always wanted to do this!" He said, but he kept his assault rifle at the ready. John had an assault rifle and so did Gerry. John gave the signal for the attack. Martinez flung out and shot off six rounds into a group of grunts three tore through oxygen tanks and the other three hit three grunts in the chest regions. Carl jumped up but hesitated when he saw the jackal on the other side of the log. The jackal pointed to him but Carl pounded two rounds into his chest. The jackal flew back, plasma rounds flying in all directions, smacking into the group. Paul jumped into the group and punched a jackal in the face. The jackal stumbled and Paul fired into the jackal's chest, he fell over on top of a grunt, the shield cut through the grunts oxygen tank before it deactivated. John and Gerry shot into the group and ripped through the grunts in front. John ran up and picked up a grunt. He threw the grunt in the air and racked two rounds into him. Gerry slung his rifle and pulled his pistol. He fired one round into the group and threw a grenade into the middle of the jackals. They flew in all directions shots going wild ripping through grunts and unprepared jackals. "Ok, we got that done now lets get moving." Said John." And conserve ammo, no pointless, tearing through dead bodies. "They continued on toward their objective. "Hey, Chief… where are we going anyway?" Asked Carl, John could tell he was shaken up. It was common among Marines, they could talk a hard game but after seeing as much as he has, he couldn't handle much more. "We're heading to the forest near the covenant camp there. "Said John. They went on for another hour or so, and then John noticed they were getting tired. "Alright, let's set up camp…. Clean and service your weapons." He said. John walked over and sat down under a tree. "Chief, you should check on Carl… his vital sign's are shaky. "Said Cortana. "And while you're at it… try to find out more about the camp." John got up and went over to Carl who was looking over his gun. John noticed a smoldering patch on his suit.
"Carl, show me where your hit."
"Yes sir." He lifted up is shirt to show a round burn about the size of a baseball.
"Spray some disinfectant on it."
"Yes sir."
"Carl, call me John."
Yes Sir I…I meen John."
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After about two hours, Carl went into the forest to take a look around. He walked along keeping his shotgun the ready. A shot rang off and Carl dove to the ground back down. More shots still rang off; Carl recognized the shots as a pistol. He got up and ran over toward the sound, after about a minute he got close to the sound. He crouched behind a log and clicked off the safety on his gun. He saw a Marine shooting into the woods, but he couldn't see what he was shooting at. All of a sudden, the Marine went flying into the tree next to him. Carl quickly ran out of the way, he glanced at the Marine and was shocked to see he knew him. "Austin??!!" An Elite ran out of the forest and Carl walked around the back of the Elite. But hesitated when he saw the size of him, he was larger than a normal Elite. He didn't want to die, but he wouldn't leave the Marine there like that. "Hey buddy!" He said. The Elite turned around. Carl raised the shotgun and pounded him in the face with the butt of it. The Elites shield dropped, and the Elite roared with anger.
Carl lowered the gun to leg level and shot the Elite in the leg. It fell to its knee's, and Carl put away his shotgun and pulled out his pistol. He raised it to the Elites head. The Elite snarled angrily. Carl stuck his gun to his helmet and cursed him. "Go to hell, you alien bastard!!" He yelled, he pulled the trigger. The bullet smashed through his helmet and purple blood splattered on the ground and all over Carl's face and the Elite fell over sideways. Carl turned around and threw up. "I…I can't handle this." He went over and picked up Austin, and put him over his shoulders. After he got back he went to get the Chief. "How do you know him?" Asked John. Carl knelt down and looked at Austin, then looked at John and said. "He's my brother."
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