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Retaliation
Posted By: Blue Jaguar<madsh33p@netscape.net>
Date: 6 April 2004, 12:29 PM


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Kyralis Alpha Alpha Hegemony FOB/September 27, (0418)

"Sensors, long and short range are now operational, plus defensive batteries are in place and linked to the main computer ma'am." Major Leskin reported to Lieutenant Colonel Reina Ketechi.

"Nice work major, what about Samsons group?"

"Major Samson reports his Archer forces are ready for deployment."

"All right, we will begin recee missions tonight, order his mission to be ready for a follow up mission tomorrow morning."

"Aye aye ma'am." Leskin said as he saluted.

Reina followed Leskin out of the command tent and then turned to walk down towards the barracks.

Nova Laikais Drydocks, Kyralis Alpha/September 27, (0521)

Commander Letrent rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as he woke up. The morning briefing was in forty minutes and he couldn't afford to be late like usual. Supposedly command was preparing some sort of massive operation, and even though the last of the reinforcements came in two days earlier, they still did not have any orders.

Letrent walked down the hallway towards the showers, it was more of a stumble however. In the past few days he had been kept very busy, as had the rest of the BHHP forces on the planet, by the Hegemony's constant attacks. If the attacks had only been on Ki Alp and not on dozens of other planets as well, the BHHP command might have believed that the Hegemony knew about the upcoming offensive. But this was not the case, and Command had informed the Ki Alp defense forces that "there is no need for alarm, repulse the invaders and continue training excercises." Letrent of course, scoffed at that notion.

Nova Laikais Drydocks, Kyralis Alpha/September 27, (0600)

"Be seated everyone." Fleet Chairman Nevas ordered the officers in the room. "As you know, command is preparing a major offensive against the Hegemony. Our assault will not begin for at least 4 more weeks, so we have some time to finish training and preparing." Nevas paused for a minute. "If anyone has any questions or needs assistance, just ask." Nevas said, then continued on with the rest of the meeting, over the 'status of the toilet' as the other officers referred to the fleet housekeeping.


Kyralis Alpha Alpha/September 27, (2304)
Bravo Two-Zero/489th Battalion
On patrol 85 klicks NW of FOB Ki Alp Alpha

"Second Squad in position." A voice said quietly through the company comm. Channel.

"Roger that, 1st Squad has contacts, looks like Spartan III's." Another voice replied. "I count at least one company, looks like they are on excercises."

"Roger that, we are going to move to the East side of the camp, and try to infiltrate to see if we can't find out how many more are based here."

"Roger that, we have overwatch position set up. Call us if you need anything."

2nd Squad's commander chuckled through the com set. "All right, Bravo Two-Zero-One out."

2nd squad moved forward under the cover of darkness. As they neared the base they slowed their movements. They had several hazards to watch out for, one was the searchlights, another was land mines and sensors. Stepping on either one would really ruin their day.

"Everyone down, move slowly, and watch out for traps." 2nd Squads commander ordered.

After a slow hour long crawl across two hundred metres of open terrain the group reached outer most group of buildings in the camp. The group walked along the wall until they came to a door.

"Optics, get up here now." The commander ordered.

A man rushed to the front of the group. He knelt down by the door and put his mini-cam through the base of the door. As the image came back through to his monitor, his heart stopped beating at what he saw. Less than a second later the thick steel door slammed down on top of him, crushing him instantly.

The group immediately backed away from the door and set up a perimeter. One of the men walked slowly towards the door and peered in. He was grabbed by the head by what could only have been a Spartan III, and slammed into a wall with such speed and force that his armor shattered, splintering into his body. He as well died instantly.

"Bravo Two-Zero-One, you've got Spartan III's, at least a battalion force moving in on your position, get out of there now!" A voice yelled through the com channel.

"Frag out and then get the fuck out!" 2nd Squads commander ordered.

Two men pulled out HE grenades and tossed them into the room, they exploded on impact, killing the Spartan before he could avoid them. Taking his place however were two more Spartan soldiers, who stepped outside the door and began opening fire on 2nd Squad.

"Return fire!" the commander yelled, just a few seconds before his head was taken off by a sniper round.

After a few second firefight the entire squad was wiped out. The Spartans walked through the group, firing a few rounds into each, just to ensure their deaths.

"Bravo Two-Zero-One, what is your status, come in dammit!" A voice yelled through one of the com sets of the fallen soldiers.

"We've got more company." One of the Spartans' said to the rest. He switched to his Battalion channel. "Be advised, more enemy forces in the area."

The other Spartans acknowledged and began spreading into small groups to search for 1st Squad.

"Shit!" 1st Squads' commander yelled. "All right marines, move out we've got company." Just after saying this a BHHP attack craft flew over their heads. At first the commander didn't think that the craft had spotted them, but when it turned around and dove back in on them, he changed his mind.

"TAKE COVER!" He screamed, just before a rocket hit just in front of him, spraying debris and shrapnel into his face.

"SHIT! The LT is wasted!" One of the men screamed.

The squad began sprinting away from the base, but they were cut down by sniper fire from the Spartan soldiers, who had spotted them just after the LT became fubar.


Kyralis Alpha Alpha/September 28, (0048)
FOB Ki Alp

"Colonel, Bravo Company came under attack just ten minutes ago, two of their squads were wiped out just after reporting a battalion of Spartan III's in the area."

"Where is the rest of Bravo Company now?" Reina asked.

"They are falling back towards the base, Lieutenant Wallace was killed and right now no one is in charge."

"All right, get the 219th and the rest of the 489th mobilized. It is only a matter of time before they find out where the rest of us are. In the mean time, order Bravo Company to fall back to our outer perimeter, and to link up with Charlie Company."

"Yes ma'am!"





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