Forgotten Soldiers part 2
Posted By: cloud<arantspellcaster@excite.com>
Date: 14 December 2002, 7:02 pm
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"Um, well it's not good sir." Waters said as he saw a new message on his HUD: CHIEF PETTY OFFICER.
"Who is ranking officer in this battlegroup?" asked the Chief.
"It was Corporal Sigers, but he's dead. The rest of us are only Privates." Replied Waters as he looked back at the battlefield.
"You're ranking officer now, Private. We brought ammo and weapons, plus a chaingun that you'll set up to cover us. The mission objectives have changed. You're objective is to cover us while we retrieve a sample from the ship that ONI wants. We'll take point defense while your men set up the chaingun and arm themselves. Understood Private?" said the Chief, as he readied his M90 shotgun.
"Sir yes Sir! C'mon Rys let's get this thing up!" Said the Private unsteadily.
The Chief was ready to go in and take down the Covenant assholes that were threatening his world, but the mission protocols came first. The UNSC had received a strange transmission several weeks ago all that had came through was a rambling message: Master Chief...Pillar of Autumn...Halo...Flood...danger. ONI recognized the name Pillar of Autumn, apparently, it had been carrying the last group of Spartans on a mission to find the Covenant homeworld. Most people were hoping that the transmission meant that the Spartans had succeeded. But nothing else had happened to confirm this theory.
"Chief, I have finished scanning the area and now have a map that we can use to plan an assault." Said Ifrit.
Ifrit was the Chief's AI. All MJOLNIR suits were now equipped with a 'smart' AI. They were very useful in battle, especially when the Covenant were sending messages to each other across their Battlenet.
"Thanks, start broadcasting it to the other Spartans." Grunted the Chief as he gunned down several Grunts at one time. He crouched down behind the boulders and turned to the other Spartans.
"Gold team, you'll stay here and help the Marines repel the Covenant. Red team, you'll secure the west side of the battlefield. Yellow team you secure the east side of the field. Green team you will hold the bridge of the carrier. Finally, Blue team you come with me to secure the sample. Rendezvous at the foot of this hill, understood?" said the Chief as he surveyed the holographic map on his HUD. Thirty lights winked on.
"Good, move out Spartans."
The Chief and the Spartans leapt over the boulders and charged down the hill. Covering fire from the chaingun mowed down Covenant troops. As he hit the foot of the hill two Elites crouched and sprayed him with plasma. The boiling energy spattered over his shield as he raised the shotgun. He squeezed the trigger and sidestepped out of the hail of fire. The Elites' shield's flickered and died while he pulled the trigger again. This volley of red-hot lead dropped the blue armored aliens to the ground. He pulled a grenade off the body of one of the Elites and tossed it a Wraith tank that was bearing down on him. The plasma bomb stuck to the side of the tank for a split-second before exploding. The brute force of the explosion caused the Wraith to lurch sideways, crushing a few Grunts and ripping the arm off of a Jackal. The Chief aimed the barrel of his shotgun at the Jackal and put an end to it's suffering. Just then he felt something smash into his shoulder. He whirled around and saw an Elite wielding a plasma rifle. It took another swing, but the Chief rolled away before blasting it at point-blank range. The Elite fell, choking on it's own blood. As the Chief stood again, he looked up at the last thing he wanted to see. A hulking 8ft Hunter was standing in front of him with it's fuel rod cannon pointed directly at his faceplate!
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