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Reach: Saving The Homeland by PFC. Carl Parley
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Reach: Counter Strike
Date: 20 October 2006, 1:26 am
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."
Reach: To The Camp
Date: 23 October 2006, 10:35 pm
Reach: To The Camp
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O500 Hours
Reach, Near Covenant Camp
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John looked over toward Carl. He was going to crack, he knew because he was so close to this soldier. "Austin!!! C'mon man wake up!!!" yelled Carl, tears were bulging in his eyes. "Carl, we'll call in for a pickup, to bring him to the secure area on reach." said John. He felt his pain; he also lost friends, his fellow Spartans. "Were is that?" asked Carl, tears flowing down his face now. "The generators." said Gerry. "Vice Admiral. Whitecomb and a small group of Marines, including Sergeant Johnson, will take care of him there." Gerry walked over to a small box of cigarettes and pulled one out. "Carl." He said. Carl looked up and Gerry threw him the cigarette. "Take a load off, don't get soft on me." Gerry said with a chuckle. Carl laughed along with him, lit the cigarette and sat up against a tree. John walked over towards were Paul set up camp. He rounded the tree were he was and saw Paul sitting in front of a makeshift cross. He had a small metallic cross and a picture of a woman and a young girl in his hands. John hesitated but after a bit he said. "Paul lock and load, we're moving to the camp on the pelican." Paul tucked the cross and picture in his pocket and stood up.
"Yes John."
"Good man."
The roar of a pelican came into ear shot and the five soldiers ran towards the pelican and pulled Austin in with them.
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"Ok men on the ground now!" yelled Gerry. He was really uncomfortable from the ride. He got out and said, "Damn I hate flying." Paul jumped out and patted Gerry on the back. "Get used to it old man it's the only transportation until we get a couple of Warthogs." he said. John, Martinez and Carl all stepped out at the same time. "That would have been cooler if there was slow motion and rock music." said Martinez. "Hey, speaking of music…"Paul pulled out a com pad and slipped in a data chip. "Locklear hated this stuff, god bless his soul." He looked up into the sky and made the sign of a cross on his chest. "All right enough chit-chat, lets get to that base." said John. "Paul take point." They were running for about 3 klicks when Cortana piped up and said. "Multiple targets over the hill. I suggest that you use the woods on both sides." John pointed towards Carl and Martinez and pointed to the woods. Then he threw Carl an assault rifle. He would need it. As Paul was turning off his "Rock", John pointed towards Gerry and Paul and pointed to the woods on the left and started up the hill were there was a very large rock.
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After about a minute of listening in on the conversation of the Covenant, John said over his com. "Alright, lets clear, 'em out!" He heard a yell from the left and saw Paul jump out of the woods, rifle blazing; Gerry stepped out taking out Grunts with shots to the methane tanks. By the smile on his face John guessed he like seeing them flail around gasping for air. John wasn't for that he liked it clean and simple. Except he saw in his first battle, Grunts overwhelm a Marine with plasma until he was undistinguishable. He hated the Grunts the most. To the right Carl rolled out and crouched behind a low rock he emptied a clip into Elite and threw a grenade into the group.
Blood splattered all over the ground and Carl wiped a speck off his face. He was determined by some thought. Martinez and Paul met up in the middle of the field and fired into the line of Jackals and Grunts. The bullets tore through shields, flesh and bone. A ball of green plasma flew straight for Paul's back but he sidestepped and it smacked him in the shoulder. He grimaced in pain but went on fighting using only one hand for his rifle though. John spun around the rock and ran down the hill he raised his foot and strait kicked a Jackal in the chest. It squealed in pain, fell over and died. John felt a hard smack on his back. He went flying to the ground and his shields dropped he looked up and saw the silhouette of a Hunter Looming over him.
Reach: Down And Out
Date: 23 November 2006, 1:11 am
Reach: Down And Out
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0900 Hours
Reach, Near Covenant Camp
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The Hunter raised its arm and brought the large alloy "shield" on its arm down towards John. He rolled out of the way and got to his feet. "Shields are low Chief." Said Cortana she obviously was worried, for and AI. Chief pulled out his pistol and slung his rifle. He wasn't going to waste ammo when he could shoot it once and take it out. The Hunter charged at John, He jumped over it and pulled back its head. He then put his pistol to its neck and shot twice orange blood flowed to the ground from the two holes in its neck. John kicked it in the back and it thudded to the ground. "Wait, were is the other one they're usually in pairs" said Cortana. John spun around to see Martinez thrown to the ground. John quickly ran up and shot the Hunter twice in the neck and twice in the back. It swayed about, and then Martinez got up and fired into its face. Orange blood splattered all over him and the Hunters face was mutated beyond belief. Martinez kicked it over and it fell on top of a Grunt.
Its squeals could be heard by Paul and he was over fifteen feet away. He looked over and laughed. "Damn, I love this job!" He turned back and ran into the group rifle blasting. A Jackal stepped up to challenge him. Paul kicked the shield and it fell. The Jackal ran with its arms over its head. Paul raised his rifle and shot once. The bullet zoomed towards the Jackal. It turned around and raised its plasma pistol, but the bullet smashed into its face, ripping through the tissue and shattering its skull. Martinez stepped next to Paul. "Man, your arms looking bad." He said "You should get to Chief." Paul nodded and ran off towards John, dodging past Covenant as he went. Martinez turned and punched a Jackal in the face it fell over and Martinez shot one bullet into his chest. Blood spurted from the wound like a fountain.
Meanwhile Carl and Gerry had met up, and were running low on ammo. "One shot kill son, one shot kill." said Gerry, he turned and brought the butt of his rifle down on a Grunts head it fell over, twitched once and died. Carl fired one shot at an Elites head. Its shields fell and Carl shot again as its mandibles opened. The bullet went through its mouth and out the back of its upper neck. The bullet didn't stop; it continued on and struck a Jackal in the back of its head. "Sir," Carl said as he put a clip enthusiastically in with a satisfying "clack". "This is my last clip." He swung the rifle low and smacked a Grunt in the face. Its head turned abnormally and it fell, he'd broke its neck. "Ok, let's get to Chief." said Gerry. He ran with Carl along side him they passed Martinez, he didn't need to explain. He came along too, after taking out an Elite. When they met up with John he was under heavy pressure. Paul was calling for air support and ammo for their weapons; and a rocket launcher. After a minute a pelican flew overhead. John ran up the hill and got behind the rock. So did the other four. A small shock wave rumbled the ground and the yells of the Covenant could be heard under the noise of a burning fire. "Rock and Roll!" yelled Paul. The pelican hovered overhead and dropped ammo and two Warthogs. One was in the troop bay and one was under the belly of the pelican. Paul, Martinez and Gerry got in one while John and Carl got in the other. Paul was in the gunner's seat, Martinez was in the passenger seat and Gerry was driving. In the second one, John was driving and Carl was in the passenger seat.
After driving for twenty klicks a yell from the left averted his eyes. "Chief, lots of contacts over the next hill!" yelled Martinez from the other Warthog. John skid to a halt and glanced over to Carl. "You ready for this?" he asked. Carl looked gravely towards John then to the hill. "I think so." he said. He made the sign of a cross on his chest and whispered. "I'm coming soon Austin." He got out and got into the gunners seat. Paul put his "flip" music data chip into his pad and yelled. "Let's roll!" He fired into the sky, large shell casings falling around him. Carl looked to the heavens, looked down and yelled. "Let's kick some Covie ass!" Chief started the engine and roared towards the camp.
Reach: Camp Assault
Date: 23 November 2006, 1:12 am
Reach: Camp Assault
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0920
Reach, Covenant Camp
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Mukluk rolled over and grabbed his plasma pistol and four plasma grenades.
He ran outside and looked over towards his Brother. Zukzuk was a new recruit and Mukluks had noticed that he was very jumpy. "What wrong Zukzuk?" asked Mukluk. He never liked to see his brother scared but he was scared too, so he wasn't surprised. "Not scared just excited." said Zukzuk. "Stop lie you scared." said Mukluk. Zukzuk nodded and looked towards the two Ghosts they used for recon. "Zukzuk wanna go."
Mukluk hesitated but knew why. He fled before also but was caught. He knew at the time how to not get caught. "Cut hand and leave blood on ground, then leave quickly, I come with you too." Zukzuk did as his brother said and got on the Ghost, Mukluk came too and they sped off towards the woods.
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John jumped the 'Hog over the hill while Carl tore through the tents with the machine gun. Blood splattered all over the inside of the tents and screams were heard from the Covenant in the tents. Gerry plowed right through the tents. And almost flipped the "Hog" when he slammed into a Banshee. "Hey watch it I'm gunning here!" yelled Paul as he turned the gun around to shot at a Ghost. The rounds punctured the purple metal and the Ghost burst into flames and flipped into a command tent. The yells of Elites pierced the air, it curdled Carl's blood and chilled the marrow in his bones. He shook of the feeling and looked down to the Chief and saw that he was setting up grenades under the pedal and on the dash. "Carl, jump!" he yelled. Carl jumped out and rolled to soften his landing. He turned and saw that John was still in the 'Hog. John turned and hopped onto the outer skeleton of the 'Hog. He pulled a grenade from his belt and threw it into the seat. The grenade bounced on the seat and pinged against the floor. John jumped of the skeleton and landed on two feet as the 'Hog exploded into flames and sped into a large group of Grunts, Jackals and Elites. He ran off towards Carl who was in a close quarters fight with an Elite.
Plasma smashed into the 'Hog and Gerry bounced out of the seat onto the ground below. Paul and Martinez jumped off and ran over towards him. "Hey, old man are you okay?" asked Paul, he turned and saw an Elite charging for him. He jumped up and pulled out his combat knife, the Elite fired at him but he quickly rolled out of the way. Paul charged the Elite and smashed into him headlong. The Elite just picked him up and threw him against a rock. Martinez looked over and saw that Paul was out cold. He turned and went into a low stance and fired into the stomach of the Elite. The shield dropped and three rounds tore through its belly, but it didn't slow down. Martinez jumped up and swung his fist at the alien. It contacted with its face and it stumbled, and Martinez kicked it over. The alien fired one bolt at Martinez and it slammed into his stomach. He winced but fired, into its face, blood flying everywhere. Gerry stood up and walked over to Paul; he checked his vitals and picked him up on his shoulders. "Martinez lets get out of here!" They ran to John while he killed the Elite. "Chief we need an evac right now!" said Martinez.
"Alright, I'll get a pelican in to get us out of here."
Ten minutes later a pelican came into view and landed in front of the group Gerry put Paul on the floor then climbed in, dragging him to the back most seats. Martinez got in and sat in next to Paul. "C'mon man wake up." He said. Carl sat at the front across from John and fired into the camp. John looked at the ODST, unconscious at the back. Martinez grabbed a med kit from the wall and wrapped up his stomach while Gerry went into the cockpit.
The captain said through the speakers, "Eta, 20 minutes." Carl stood up and strode over to Paul. "Hey, man wake up. we're almost to the bunkers." Paul stirred and looked up to Carl, with dazed eyes. "God damn man, can't a guy get some rest?" he asked chuckling to himself. Carl patted him on the shoulder, laughed and said, "Good to have you back man." John looked out of the back of the pelican. "Ch-Chief." said Johnson over the com. "Get your green ass down here were getting overrun." John ran to the cockpit door and yelled. "Hey pilot step on it!" The pelican boosted on ahead and John looked out of the back of the craft, Johnson was standing on top of the bunker and Austin was using a Warthog gun that was mounted on the top of the bunker. A Marine was standing near the edge of the bunker, when a plasma bolt slammed into his face he flailed around and stumbled off of the bunker, to the ground below. The pelican flew low over the bunker roof and Carl and John jumped out. "Hey Johnson." said Chief firing a burst into the group of Covenant below. "How's it hangin?" Johnson lobbed a grenade into the group. It exploded before it hit the ground, throwing shrapnel in the faces of the Covenant. "Good as it can get." he said. "Now pick up that rocket launcher and get to work!" John picked it up and fired at a Banshee that was flying low. It contacted with its outer hull and it lost control. It flipped upside-down then burst into flames. Its burning rider fell into the group and the Banshee itself crashed into another Banshee, exploding in a bright blue flash. "It's a damn beautiful thing." said Johnson chewing on the butt of a cigar. "That's not an explosion." said Austin. He ran and pulled Johnson to the ground, while John shielded Carl. The ball of energy hit the bunker and a Wraith roared into view.
Reach: Fire On The Horizon
Date: 23 November 2006, 9:47 pm
Reach: Fire On The Horizon
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1030 Hours
Reach, Bunker
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The explosion sent John flying over Carl and over the edge of the bunker. He landed hard, smashing into a Jackal. Carl pulled the gun towards the edge of the bunker and ripped through a pair of Hunters who were at that moment lumbering towards John, ignoring any other aliens around them. A clear path that the Hunters made was the way to go. Carl pointed to John and to the path.
The crunch was heard by Martinez across the battlefield. He looked towards the bunker and saw Carl on the gun pointing to John, and Austin and Johnson throwing grenades into the battle. He turned looked towards Paul; he was strapping grenades together with "EB Green".
"What in gods name are you doing?" asked Martinez.
"What does it look like?" said Paul
"I don't know, I really don't know."
"I'm making a bomb."
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Dude, we don't need a bomb."
"If you'd look down you probably have a change of heart."
Martinez looked down and saw that the bunker was getting overrun; John was fighting towards the Wraith. Johnson, Carl and Austin were on top of the bunker covering John with a heavy "rain of fire".
"Man hurry up with that god damn bomb!" yelled Martinez.
Paul strapped one last roll of tape around it and threw the bomb to Martinez. "Good, thanks." Martinez primed one of the grenades and tossed it into the battle.
John saw the bomb and hid under a dead Hunter's body. The explosion burnt the skin off of the Hunters body and the arm on which the rail gun was on was burnt off. John bent over and grabbed the rail gun, it still pulsed a bright green. He turned and aimed at the Wraith and fired, a green bolt of energy arced through the air and contacted with the Wraith, it ejected its rider and slammed into a tree. John flicked his com to Martinez and said, "Cover me I'm going to check to see if it works. "Aye." replied Martinez. Bullets shot towards him and the aliens around him fell. "Helluva shot." John whispered to himself. He broke into a sprint; the Covenant fired ghostly blobs of plasma at him. More than enough hit him and his shields dropped to zero. John set his sprint to full capacity and pumped the gel in his suit, he wasn't dodging anymore. He slammed into an Elite it spun off and sent its weapon into the air. A nav point appeared on his HUD. "Thought you might need it." said Cortana. John jumped and grabbed the plasma rifle that the Elite flung. He turned in midair and fired in a circle around him. Covenant fell to the ground smoldering from the plasma fired. He back rolled when he hit the ground and propelled into the air in a low crouch. He landed two inches shy of the cockpit to the Wraith; he slipped and slammed into the cockpit. A gold armored Elite jumped onto the Wraith. John kicked with both legs into the Elites chest. It stumbled into the tree. John squeezed into the seat and backed up the tank. The Elite slipped down the nose and up against the tree. John sped up and smashed into the Elite. The upper part of its body flew onto the ground, while the lower stomach and legs spurted blood onto the purple metal of the Wraith, tainting it a very dark purple. The Pelican hovered three feet above the tank, and Paul, Martinez and Gerry jumped out onto the Wraith. Gerry lost his footing and slid down the Wraith. His hand wrapped around the barrel of the cannon and he heaved himself up and over the barrel, right behind the cockpit.
"Hey!" yelled Paul." Don't sit on the barrel."
Gerry was holding on with one hand and was firing into the small squad of grunts crouched behind a fallen tree. "Why?" he asked.
It'll burn your balls off!" Paul said with a smirk.
Gerry scrambled off the barrel and sat next to Martinez. He shot a look at Paul and then threw a grenade at the tree. Splinters flew into the faces of the Grunts, there was blood gushing everywhere and the Grunts slumped up against the tree and the rocks near them, blue gel oozed from under the bodies.
"John." said Cortana. "We have multiple Banshees in an intercept course for use!" John angled the barrel towards the group. He got the cannon ready. On top of the tank, an Elite was climbing onto the barrel. Martinez jumped up and kicked him in the back of the head, he slammed into the cannon and Martinez slammed into the bulkhead, and off the tank.
"By, by boys!" yelled John, he fired the cannon and a load roar could be heard on top of the tank. The camera showed a smoldering body of an Elite on the gun. The plasma ball hit a Banshee. It exploded sending shrapnel into the other crafts and onto the ground below. Balls of fire fell to the ground. "Guys, lets kick some Covenant ass!" yelled John. The tank rolled through the crowd towards the bunker.
Reach: Vice Admiral Whitecomb
Date: 28 February 2007, 1:01 am
Reach: Vice Admiral Whitecomb
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1050 Hours
Reach, Bunker
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Martinez stood up and looked towards the Wraith. "God dammit John!" he yelled. Martinez spun around at a moan, it sounded human. "Hey who's there?" A Marine stumbled out of the forest, stained with alien blood and a woman Marine in his arms, he was with a Spartan. Martinez snapped into attention. "At ease soldier." said the Spartan; he had a thick Russian accent and a lazy stroll. "My names Ivan Volkoff, I am a skilled sniper and could drop an Elite from over ten kilometers… without a scope." Ivan snapped out his rifle and aimed towards the bunker, which was a good seven kilometers away. He fired without looking into the scope. The bullet zoomed and smashed into the elongated helmet of an Elite which was walking up behind Johnson; it was thrown back into a bloody heap. The man Marine piped "My name is Perry Kingston, I'm from Jersey, and this," he hefted the women into a more comfortable position. "Is, Taylor Smith." Martinez nodded and looked back at the bunker and said, "Let's go."
Johnson spun around and looked down at the Elite, and spat on it. "Ha, that'll teach you to mess with the UNSC you Covie!" he said as a Jackal was climbing up the bunker. Carl pulled out his shotgun and fired on shot into its face. Its head exploded send gore everywhere. "Johnson, we've got a large Covie fleet coming into view, there gonna glass us!" said Austin. Johnson looked at the fleet and towards the Wraith, then to Martinez and the others. "God damn it's another Spartan!" Johnson turned to Carl and Austin, "Get down below, they can handle it."
John plowed through another group of Covenant; he was five klicks from the bunker. "Martinez status report!" he said. A com opened up and Martinez was saying very heavily, "Sir I'm five klicks behind you, were not gonna make it!" John looked in there rear camera. "Find a hatch 2 klicks ahead of you, and then blow it with a claymore." An automatic burst was heard over the com, "Yes sir!" then the com went out. John floored the Wraith and in about a minute, he slammed into the bunker, "Get off and into the bunker!" John barked over the com. Two acknowledgement lights flickered on and then two blips moved into the bunker. John kicked open the hatch and ran towards the bunker. He dived in the door and slammed it shut, then Johnson and Ivan pushed 3 titanium a six inch plates up against the door and proceeded to weld them shut. "Ivan, it's good to see you." said John. Ivan nodded; "You to John." then turned back to his work. John turned and ran down the hallway. He bumped into Martinez and Perry; they were moving a stretcher and some medical equipment to the hospital wing. They gave a subtle nod but nothing more. In ten minutes everybody was down in the lowest levels and were all aquatinted. "John," said Paul. "Everything is welded shut and secure… we got some weapons and ammo too."
"Name them off." said John. Paul walked over to the crate and began laying the weapons on a table.
"We've got, 2 extra assault rifles, 12 grenades, 2 magnum semi automatic pistols, 1 shotgun, 6 Lotus Anti Tanks, 5 med kits, large, and a clip vest." he said , he proceeded to hand out the med kits and grenades. A door slide open and a man with a handlebar mustache and a very burly physique walk into the room. "Good afternoon ladies." he said in a very heavy Texan drawl. The group snapped into attention, Paul more so, there was a gleam of admiration in his eyes. "At ease soldiers." he said as he turned towards the map laid out on the table. Paul walked over and handed Whitecomb a magnum semi automatic and the clip vest with 18 clips. "Thanks soldier." he said, he did not make eye contact and Paul walked away with his head down. John turned to the group and said, "Martinez, Paul and… Carl, get down to the Hospital wing and check on that Marine, if anything happens radio Ivan to come and help you out." The three Marines nodded and ran down the hallways, the thuds of their boots slowly fading away to nothing. Ivan walked over to the table where the weapons were laid out and picked up 2 lotus mines and an Assault Rifle, then walked towards the entrance to the hallway that the Marines ran down. "Admiral, we are in a difficult situation here and we need a battle plan." said John. Whitcomb looked up and stared into John's faceplate. The crazy look in his eyes startled John, but the look faded when John said nothing. "Gerry," said Whitecomb as he ran his finger around the bunker on the map. "I want you to set up two tripwire Lotus' by the main door, and prime three grenades by the entrance to this room to go off by remote." Gerry looked bewildered with the wait put on his shoulders. "Sir, the remote detonation is Martinez's district, ill set the Lotus' but he will have to do the grenades, ill radio when I need him up here." said Gerry, then he left. John was alone in the room with Ivan and Whitecomb. An eerie silence fell over the room for a few moments, and then Ivan spoke. "I will… go check the situation outside." he hurried out of the room. Whitecomb looked up to John and said, "Now chief…about that plan."
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