Coffin Company Prt.3
Posted By: Darknight101<megaevildictatr@hotmail.com>
Date: 1 August 2006, 5:11 am
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Lieutenant Robert Mitchell waded behind the lead scout. With the combat that took place a few kilometers back everyone was tired. They had been on a line fighting God knows how many Covenant troops. One man was already wounded badly and probably wasn't going to live through this. But at least most of the squad was still alive.
Captain Foster held up his hand to signal a halt. Mitchell heard something in the distance, a low rumbling sound, and heavy footsteps. Foster signaled Mitchell to come forward. When he finally got to the Captain he was signaled to look through his sniper scope and look to the east. When he did his heart was filled instantly with fear. There were about twenty Covenant Elites, forty Grunts and forming a phalanx position around them were shielded Jackals.
"What do you see Mitchell?" asked Captain Foster.
"Sir I see the death of the entire company, I see the fact that we need more men with us, and I see about enough Covenant troops to take over Earth" said Mitchell in a voice so quite that the Captain couldn't hear it if a twigged was snapped.
The Captain licked his lips nervously. They were in their path directly. They didn't have a chance of defeating that kind of power. "Mitchell there's a cave up there, its small but you can fit into it. I want you to go up into that cave and cover the squad as we cross this ditch. We'll have to take an alternate route to the base" said the Captain pointing to the cave.
"Yes sir" Mitchell said going on his way. He was scared to go there but he had to. His dad was in the Marines when he was his age and if he got news that his son refused an order then he would never hear the end of it. As Mitchell hiked up the mountain he began to sweat. H e was alone in the cave, what if a Covenant patrol comes by. He'd be caught and die, he did not want to die on this planet.
He finally reached the cave and got settled to look and find that the squad was gone. He didn't see them leave; Mitchell looked through his sniper scope but still couldn't see them. The bastards left without him, but he couldn't leave. If he did the Covenant would find him and they would rip him to shreds. He looked again but still couldn't find them. He started to wipe the lenses when he heard a twig snap. His heart stopped and his blood ran cold at the sound of footsteps.
He turned to see a giant figure standing right above him. He drew out his pistol and fired. The figure fell to the ground with a loud thud. When he fell his feet sledded towards Mitchell. He discovered that the 'Elite' was wearing combat boots. He rushed to get out of the cave, he saw more figure coming towards him. Except they were actually talking.
"God man look what you've done! You shot your own man" said the figures.
Mitchell began to explain but the Captain hit him in the face. Then he felt bones crack as the butt of a Battle Rifle was pushed into his stomach.
The Captain leaned over with the most terrifying look on his face.
"Listen here dirt bag; if it weren't treason to shoot you on the battlefield then you would be dead right now. However we need every man available, even if they are complete morons" The Captain leaned up and sighed. He looked towards the east. That's where they were supposed to be heading and by now the Covenant had probably left.
Private Mitchell stood up; he was knocked back down by one of the members of his squad when they turned to move out. He stood up, preparing for another blow by one of his squad mates. It never came so he looked down, only to see the man that he had killed. He leaned down to see his dog tag.
"P.F.C. Godfree" Mitchell whispered. He remembered the name from basic training. Godfree was a Chaplain that came along to 'send his fallen brothers to heaven'.
Mitchell grabbed the dog tags and yanked them off of Godfree's neck. He stood up and began to walk behind his squad, only to feel the pain of an energy blade go straight through his left shoulder. He instantly fell to the ground and saw only the sky.
Private Truman heard a scream and looked where Mitchell was supposed to be standing. Instead of Mitchell he saw a seven foot Elite. in front of a squad of others. He dropped his side of the Sergeant and grabbed his rocket launcher. He aimed straight at the Elites Stomach and fired. The rocket flew straight at the Elite, but he suddenly jumped and grabbed a tree dodging the rocket completely.
Truman instantly knew that something was different about this Elite. The rocket flew past the Elite and instead hit the squad. Truman looked at the bodies of the squad and found the difference immediately. The Elite was wearing black armor. The sign of a Spec-Ops.
The rest of the squad looked to see what the noise was and then saw the Elite. They began to fire at him and barely missed a shot. Not even a Spec-Ops Elite would be able to kill the entire squad.
The Captain kept on moving without saying 'move out'. Truman heard a loud rumbling noise coming from the other side of the bush. The squad armed there weapons and went through. When they got to the other side of the brush they saw the blockade border. There were tanks, and artillery cannons, pelicans dropping off ammunition, and reinforcements.
"You! Truman and Melnichov take that man to the infirmary." Said the Captain pointing to a large tent with a red cross on it.
"Men, get to your post it on this stretch of trench right here. I have to go to command and hook up with the rest of the company. I will see you in briefing when I am finished" said the Captain. And with that said he left the squad standing there, setting up their equipment.
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