Spartans in NYC Chapter 3
Posted By: Chief-117<smg6787@msn.com>
Date: 30 June 2003, 11:04 PM
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1917 Hours Nov. 15, 2553 New York City, North America, Earth, Sol System
The beast's arm came crashing down at Sam's head but instead of crushing his head the arm shot up as it's blood splattered all over Sam. The Brute fell back and Sam was able to get up. The Brute's chest was a pile of it's inside laying in a pool of blood. He turned around and John was standing there with a smoking shotgun in his hands. "Thanks," Sam said.
"Hey no problem my man."
Suddenly 2 Phantoms flew right over them missing their heads by inches. "Those Phantoms are moving to our rear. We gotta take them out before they flank us. Michael-119 come to my position, it should be located on your map HUD, over," said Sam.
"Roger that. Be their in thirty seconds."
Mike got their thirty seconds later wielding his Jackhammer rocket launcher. All 3 of them began running back down the road from which they came. When they got their they saw that the Phantoms had a squad of Spartans pinned down. Mike unstrapped his rocket launcher, aimed, and fired. The rocket hit the Phantom on the right square in the cockpit. It came crashing down in a ball of fire. The other Phantom dropped a group of Jackals and Grunts. They were quickly taken down by the Spartans' accurate fire. The Phantom then started firing on Mike, he dove behind a destroyed car. The pilot was focused so much on taking out Mike that he didn't notice 2 other Spartans run up with Jackhammers in their hands. They fire and both rockets hit the Phantom in the fuselauge. It came crashing and exploded in an inferno of fire and distorted plasma.
Three other Banshees were taken out by small arms fire. Lacking air support the rest of the Covies retreated. Sam saw the leiutanant climb out of a pile of rubble. He ran up to him, "Sir, no casualties were sustained during the skirmish."
"Thats good to know. Now I have some good news for you. We don't need to walk no more. I've found oursleves some wheels."
The Lt. took Sam through the pile of rubble and came up to an opening that led into a giant garage. The garage had to be the biggest room Sam had ever seen. The garage was filled with hundrends if not thousands of Warthogs. There was enough for 4 or 5 armored divisions. "When a Phantom started firing on me I dove for cover in the rubble but an explosion knocked me into this garage."
"Thats a shit load of Warthogs right there," said Sam.
"I already radioed this to the rest of the regiment, their coming down now, they should be here in about 15 minutes. So at least we don't have to walk and we can go up against some heavy armor."
"Yeah, but why the hell are they all here."
"This building is a factory that makes military vehicles. This is the storage place for the products before they get shipped out."
"Yeah but how come no one took them, theres gotta be a few hundrend if not a thousand here."
"I don't know, before we leave I'll radio HQ about it."
The rest of the Spartans got their within the 15 minutes. Evrybody got on a Warthog. Sam got in the drivers seat of one, John manned the LAAG, and Mike sat in the passenger seat with his rocket launcher and dual SMGs. 658 Warthogs piled out of the garage. It took about an hour for evrybody to drive out and get in formation due to the mass exodus of Warthogs from the garage. They then began traveling east again along 4 different consecutive parallel roads. 200 of the Warthogs were equipped with the new 30 mm High Velocity Grenade Launcher (HVGL) instead of a LAAG. The HVGL is capable of taking out a Wraith with just 2 shots.
The wait was well worth it. Within half an hour the Spartans had breached the Covenant main rear line an 45 minutes ahead of schedule. Colonel William-234, the CO of the 203rd, suddenly came up on the radio, "Alright guys stay alert. Intel indicates we got Covies moving toward us from the east."
Sam looked on his HUD, seeing the satelite images of the Covies moving at them. They looked to be in a force of 2 divisions. One of them armored. An infantry and an armored division of Covies against a regiment of Spartans in Warthogs, Sam liked those odds. Plasma started falling from the sky. The Covenant must be within artillery range of them he thought. The streets and buildings turned into an inferno of plasma and fire. They only took a few losses from the artillery. 2 died and 5 were wounded. The guys in the gunners seat with the HVGLs were able to shot the slow moving plasma causing it to explode.
After several minutes of the bombardment several ghosts and a Wraith could be seen on a bend in the the street 1000 yards down. 2 ghosts were destroyed and the wraith was hit with a round form a HVGL. The Covie armor retreated around the bend. When the lead Warthog turned on the bend in the street it was hit by a ball of plasma. The gunner and the driver saw it coming, the gunner was able to jump out but the driver wasn't able to unbuckle the seat belt in time. The passenger wasn't even aware of the danger because he was unable to see around the corner of the building. The driver, passenger, and Warthog were incinerated. The gunner took cover behind what was left of the Warthog waiting for his shields to recharge. The explosion shocked Sam but was brought back to his senses when John started firing the LAAG. The Warthogs charged fire and became entangled with the Covie armor. Mike took out a Wraith with a rocket and shot up a pack of grunts with his SMGs. John took out 2 ghosts and a couple Elites with the LAAG. Sam was running over anything Covenant, laughing. He hated the Covenant to the core of his bones. He was enjoying this slaughter when a a bright blue light above caught his eye. He looked up to see a ball of plasma coming down right on top of him.
To ve continued...
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