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Marl's War Part1
Posted By: Marl<EYeager007@aol.com>
Date: 27 April 2004, 2:44 AM
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I,Marl, looked out of the Pelican. I had just gotten out of SPARTAN-II boot camp. I graduated with Fang, Trigger, and Litter.
Fang was the best assaulter, and the most experienced in combat, though had a short temper. His visor was shaped like an open mouth with fangs to show who he was
Trigger was the least experienced, the dumbest, the least mature, but a suprisingly efficient sniper, not just with the sniper, but with the SPNKr and the pistol. His visor was red instead of gold as his I.D.
Litter was the bloodiest SOB SPARTAN ever. He uses a MA5b and about 20 Frag Grenades. He was able to be identifide by the horns on his helmet.
I, the leader of this team, was the smartest, fastest, and most accurate (except with Sniper Rifle) one in his group, the Vikings. I prefer the Plasma Pistol and pistol. I was known for his visor being in the shape of a smile.
The other nine people in the Pelican were Private 1st class Marines, all with 4 Frag Grenades and MA5Bs.
The Pelican roared over Sidewinder's Blue Base and over the mountain. Rockets fired out from Blue Base, trying desperately to meet their target.
For Two years the Blues had been trying to kill the Reds and take control of Earth. But Blue wasn't the only team involved. There was the Whites, the mercinaries in the war, and the Greens, the team that tried to stay neutral for years, until the Blues bombed Delta Base in 2554.
The Pelican landed in front of Red Base. Two Warthogs and a Scorpian Tank were parked in front of Red Base. They all hopped out of the Pelican. The ten remaining marines stood guard outside the base. All privates, except for Sergeant Killys.
"Report," I requested as I ran up.
"It's a big mess. Two hundred reduced to ten, and the Blues are still beggin for more. We awate your instructions, sir."
"Okay Marines. Attention! I need two snipers on the roofs and two up there." I pointed to the upper cave on the left. "Get on one on each side. Same with that cave." I pointed to the lower cave. "Fang, Litter. Take two marines each and get in those Warthogs. Trigger, get a SPNKr and get up on that ridge to the right. I need four volunteers."
Sergeant Killys stepped up, along with a Private and two Private 1st classes." Good. The rest of you, get in the base. All you volunteers, follow me!"
"Whats a SPNKr?" Trigger asked over the COM.
"A JackHammer."
"A what?"
"A rocket launcher.
"Oh . . . what's that?"
"Thingy that goes boom."
"Oh, a boom maker."
I hopped into the Scorpion. The volunteers took their positions. "Fang," I said on the COM. "Take my 9. Litter, take my 3. Move 'em out and give 'em hell!"
We started down the drive that felt like an eternity, but I didn't care. I was just here to kill some Blues.
We rounded the corner. My heart beat hard against my chest. This was it. Do or die.
Five rockets flew out Blue Base's top floor openning. "Kill those rockets in mid air!" I yelled to the marines on the sides and in the warthog's chain guns. A barrage of bullets sprayed from the guns, blowing the rockets up in mid air, just as I said.
I let a rocket of my own out. 'Boom'. Five dead bodies fell from the top of the base. I smiled with satisfaction.
Four warthogs jumped from over the hill, firing like there was no tommorow. What a coincidence, I thought. I fired another rocket, missing them all, but shooting three marines out of one.
The Blue marines stood up, just in time to see Litter smash over them. Another warthog flipped Fang's warthog into the air via head on collision. Fang's warthog spun once, twice three times, then landing upside down.
The marine at the chain gun lay dead, and the other had a broken foot. "Give me some cover," Fang shouted over the COM. "My shields are down."
"I'm on it," Litter replied.
"No," I said. "You take out those warthogs. I'm get Fang and the Marine."
A sniper shot blasted the marine with the broken foot right in the chest. I hurried to Fang and turned the tank to cover him from any shots. "Get behing the tank!" I shouted to the marines exposed to the sniper.
The two jumped off, but both Private 1st Class's lives were ended by sniper bullets. I fired a rocket above Blue Base. The ceiling collapesed.
A warthog zoomed passed me, with Fang in the driver seet. "Come back here real quick," I said through the COM. "Let the Sergeant get in the back."
Fang turned his Hog and drove back. "Get in the back of the warthog," I told Killys. He jumped out and into the back. Fang was off again.
I checked on Litter. His passenger was dead, along with another Blue warthog group. I fired a rocket right into one of the windshields of another warthog. All dead.
The remaining Blue warthog slammed into Litter's warthog. Litter and his gunner were thrown out of it. They slammed into the ground. The marine had a broken arm.
"I'm going to kill that damn Blue," Litter said as he stood.
My Scorpion's guns turned too slow. I couldn't stop the Blue warthog as it bolted for Litter.
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