Reach: To The Camp
Posted By: PFC. Carl Parley<Aldon_104@hotmail.com>
Date: 23 October 2006, 10:35 pm
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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.
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