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Their Last Stand
Posted By: Spartan-048<lcat15@optonline.net>
Date: 9 October 2007, 2:30 am
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October 8, 2552 9 (Military Calender)/ New Omega Theater of Operations
John ran as fast as he could up the slope towards the bunker. He had to get to the bunker, just had to. It kept knawing at him, knowing if he didn't he wouldn't make it. He looked behind him and saw the aliens that chased him. The Covenant were their, and they were in full chase, firing there plasma weapons at John's fire team.
As John and Fire Team Bravo got up the hill, the door on one side swung open and several marines stepped out firing their MA5C Assault Rifles. The forward grunts toppled over under the hail of bullets and their comrads behind them trampled on the dead, giving the marines more time.
As John ran in, he made sure every one in his fire team (Pfc. James Parker, Pvt. Jake Sullivan, and Frank Davidson) got inside safely. They had all been buddies was they meet each other at the ODST recruitment office and had been their for each other in trainging and in many battles they had been in. John had been his fire team's Cpl. since he graduated, and he was expecting a promotion to Sergeant in the near future. But that didn't matter now, all that mattered was suriving.
As John and the team got inside, the squad of marines in the bunker started firing on the covenant comingh up the hill with AIE-468H Heavy Machine Guns, which tore the front lines to pieces. Parker, the fire team's sniper, turned to John.
"Cpl. Curry, what should we do now?"
"Let's help these leathernecks, give them some fire support."
The marine sergeant turned to them and replied, "Don't worry, we got it under control." Suddenly, shot of plasma from a beam rifle hit one of the marine's on the machine gun. He toppled over, dead before he hit the ground, a hole burned through his head.
"Then again," the sergeant replied, "we could use a bit a help, take out that sniper and keep some fire on those things."
"I'm on it, sir" Parker immdeiatly got up and looked down the sight's of his SRS99D-S2 AM Sniper Rifle. He squezzed the trigger and a jackel in the distance, fell with a bullet hole through it's face.
John and the rest of his fire team got up and started firing their BR55HB SR Battle Rifles at the incoming troops while Parker sniped the aliens. The rest of the marines brandished their assault rifles and SMGs, one had a shotgun and all started firing. The sergeant brandished his M6G pistol and started firing into the horde of aliens as well.
All along the line battle cries were heard.
"You want some of this? Have some!"
"This is for Harvest, and this is for Jericho VII, and this is for Troy."
"Damn it, I need another clip."
"Running low here."
"I'm hit!"
As the grunts toppled and retreated, the marines saw brutes entering the fight brandishing brute shots and spikers. They opened fire and made their advance. Slowly, the marines started to fall around John and his team only the sergeant and 5 other marines remained.
They fought with renewed vigor and pushed the brutes back. But then two Wraiths appeared, as well as more brutes. As the Wraiths fired on the bunker, only the fireteam escaped the bunker.
John turned and looked at what remained, what had been a fortified bunker was now a charred crater. "Let's keep moving, we don't want them to catch up with us."
"Amen to that, sir."
"To you always, have to reply to something Parker?" Frank asked.
"Oh give it a rest Frank, were all tired." Jake said.
As they found a clearing, John contacted the UNSC Apache, a destroyer in orbit, on his radio. "Apache, we need immediate pick-up, all nearby UNSC forces have been killed, we need evac, over."
"Roger that Bravo Team, we'll send a pelican in to pick you up and we'll get you out of here."
"Roger that, moving to LZ." The ODSTs mvoed throught the forest and made it to a clearing where the Delta 864 was waiting for them, hovering above the ground. As they ran to the pelican, plasma fire came from the forest, trying to kill the ODSTs. The pelican turned towards the orest and opened up with it's chaingun. The ODSTs stormed into the Pelican as it started to lift off.
As the pleican took off, more covenant came out of the forest firing their guns like mad. They were silenced however by the pleican's chaingun and it's Anvil-II ASM missiles. As the dropship flew into space, John looked out the backhtach and sqaw the battlefield where the marines he fought with today had made their last stand.
Shortly after, the pleican docked with the UNSC Apache. As soon as the remaining ground forces regrouped with the remainder of the battlegroup, they went into slipsace on a random vector while the covenant ships remained and glassed the planet, burning away the site where thousands of marines made the last stand New Omega.
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