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Halo: Liberation of Earth - Section 2
Posted By: HawkEye<muse_aholic@hotmail.com>
Date: 16 February 2004, 7:01 PM
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Halo: The Liberation of Earth
Chapter 4
"This is Pelican Sierra 1 to assault teams - five to dirt; repeat, five to dirt."
"Roger that. OK marines, what are you waiting for, an invitation? Lock-and-load!" Sergeant Wallis yelled. He was part of the squad on the ATV's, and was seated upon his personalised model. It had the words "Rolling Thunder" stencilled down the side. At those words, the three marines in the ATV squad (designated fire team Lima) mounted the vehicles and prepared for insertion.
"Pelican Sierra 1 to ATV squads - we are currently at an altitude of 50 metres. Estimated time for descent to 10 metres; 60 seconds."
The Master Chief mounted his ATV, and grasped the quick release lever. Their timing would have to be perfect. Too early and the suspension on the ATVs wouldn't be able to cope with an impact onto solid Titanium-A - it would snap, causing the engine of the machine to impact upon the metal and the whole vehicle would become a fireball. Too late and they would land on top of the other ATVs.
"30 seconds to insertion," the pilot spoke. Suddenly, strobes of plasma streaked up from below, although they were largely inaccurate. The Master Chief looked at one of the viewscreens showing the landing area, and saw that it was teeming with Covenant. At least they would provide a soft landing, he mused.
"Hit is marines!" the pilot yelled, and 50 ATVs streaked out of the dropships onto the enemy below.
The Master Chief's ATV was the first to hit the ground, and he had been given tactical command over the assault. "Marines, on me!" he spoke over the COM, and the ATVs instantly formed up on him and sped towards the complex. All around him plasma bolts flew through the air and pink needles bounced off the smooth surfaces of the ATV's.
The marines then opened fire. Grunts were knocked off their feet by the sheer amount of ammunition poured into them; jackals managed to hold their own for a few seconds before their shields failed, and the rounds tore them apart. Elites gave as good as they received, and several ATVs exploded into flame, but the column sped on. Covenant - grunts, jackals and Elite's alike were flattened beneath the tyres, and the assault force entered the complex.
Meanwhile, back at the landing zones, chaos reigned. The Covenant were still trying to figure out what happened when the second wave of marines hit the dirt. There was a steady crack crack crack of sniper rifle's, hundreds of explosions as Frag and plasma grenades sailed through the air, landed in tightly knotted groups of Covenant, and tore them to shreds. Incendiary grenades also found their targets, and many Covenant warriors screamed and fell, burned to death. Then the five fire teams followed the trail of dead Covenant towards the complex.
Minutes later, the defensive force of warthogs and Scorpion tanks were released, and began to patrol the landing zones. Soon after, a squadron of 20 banshees swooped out from behind a skyscraper, took aim, and were promptly blasted into oblivion by the scorpions battle cannons and the rear guns on the warthogs. The wreckage tumbled through the skies, and shattered as it hit the ground.
Chapter 5
The Master Chief rounded a corner and skidded to a halt. They had found the survivors. The rest of the column took up defensive positions at the entrances to the vast room, as Sergeant Wallis and the Master Chief dismounted and headed towards the marines. They had constructed barricades of metal crates and anything else they could find, and looked extremely relieved, and slightly shocked when they saw the amount of marines sent to rescue them.
"What's your name soldier?" the Master Chief asked a young marine who had been manning a stationary chain gun.
"Private Miller Sir" the marine stated.
"Who's in command?"
"Lieutenant Burchett, Sir," Miller replied. "He's over there." The young private pointed to another barricade, where a grizzled veteran was manning a gauss cannon.
"Lieutenant Burchett, Sir, we have been sent by Lieutenant Kellett to rescue your team."
"Well, it's about bloody time," the lieutenant scowled, then he grinned. "Master Chief saves the day again, eh?" he joked.
"Just doing my job, Sir," the Chief replied, with an air of humour to his voice. "Before we can extract, however, we must wait for fire teams Bravo through Foxtrot to provide an escort for you." No sooner had the words left his mouth entered 39 marines. 11 had died during the assault.
"Well, looks like our escort has arrived. Lets move out!" the lieutenant yelled to his squad. The force of marines moved back towards the LZ's.
"Master Chief to HQ, survivors rescued. Proceeding to LZ's. requesting extraction. Over."
"HQ to Master Chief; Pelicans dispatched. ETA 10 minutes. Over."
"Roger that."
Chapter 6
Private Deacon was at the controls of Pelican Sierra 26. He was positioned on the wing of Pelican Sierra 27, piloted by Private Genders.
"Pelican Sierra 1 to Sierras 2 through 33 - Two to dirt; repeat, two to dirt. Over."
"Roger that Sierra 1. Sierra 26 beginning descent now. Over." He pushed the yoke forwards slowly, and the fleet of Pelicans began their descent. Suddenly, 10 Covenant phantoms appeared above and behind them.
"Pelican Sierra 1 to Sierras 2 through 33 - evasive manoeuvres now!"
Private Deacon swore. Two of the phantoms had latched onto his tail, and another two were on the tail of Private Gender's tail. The other had deployed their troops, and then flew back towards the Pelicans.
"I cant shake them!" Deacon yelled over the COM, as the phantoms opened fire. His Pelican shuddered under the impact of superheated plasma, and then the wing broke off. Smoke billowed into the cockpit, and he gagged. His only hope was to eject, he thought, and was just about to pull the lever when there was a dull boom, and flames filled the interior. He screamed as the raging fire engulfed him, then the dropship exploded into thousands of tiny pieces.
Private Genders' Pelican has also taken hits and was billowing smoke, but he had a strong motto of "if I'm going then I'm gonna take you bitches with me!" and was just about to fly into the nearest group of Covenant when he couldn't believe his luck. 3 phantoms were flying so close to each other, practically touching, and right in front of his nose, and he steered the doomed aircraft towards them.
Ten seconds before impact he keyed the COM and changed the frequency to public, and yelled "don't mess with marines!" then his Pelican collided with the middle Phantom. The human dropship instantly exploded under the impact, and punched a hole right into the reactor of the middle Phantom. The reactor couldn't take the pressure, and exploded. A huge ball of plasma erupted from the craft and engulfed the other two alien vehicles, which disintegrated. Six more Pelicans had been destroyed, and the rest descended until they were just skimming the ground. The phantoms followed, and were instantly destroyed under the hail of gauss rounds, high-explosive shells and high-calibre ammunition thrown at them by the patrols.
To Be Continued...
Editors note: This is my first story. Chapters 7-9 are currently being developed and I am open to suggestions. If you have any comments on the story so far, or any suggestions for the next section, please e-mail me at: muse_aholic@hotmail.com
Stay loyal to Bungie!
HawkEye.
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