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Beyond Halo: Trilogy Chronicles 2582 Part 3
Posted By: JCDentonCZ<cornezweistra@hotmail.com>
Date: 20 October 2004, 8:21 PM
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What do you do?
Part 3: Assault
UNSC HQ
City of Actium
Planet Novus
UNSC Radar Quarter
"Sir?" a radar tech asked.
Commander James Fort turned around, who looked at other calculating computers.
"Yes, what is it?" he said.
"I'm picking up weird signatures, look." He said.
"What the-?" the Commander asked.
"It's not our origin..." he said.
"Get a scan on it now!" the Commander said.
"It's gone! Where the hell is it!" the tech said scared.
"Coordinates?" the Commander asked.
"Two-Six-One-Zero..." the tech said, trying to get control on himself.
"Reading multiple signatures here!" another tech said, across the other side of the radar tech room.
"Get a ID on it, now!" the Commander said.
"I am reading CCS Battleships!" another tech yelled."
"Damn, Covenant Origin!" he said, as he could not think clear.
"This is not good!" the Commander said.
"Call all marine forces, and get all men and women capable of fighting here to arm themselves. Set out a global warning!"
The Commander said, while he sped through the radar computers, watching what each computer found.
"Calling all stations! Prepare for action!" was yelled through intercom.
"Warn the citizens!" the commander said.
"y-yes sir.''
"It's a fleet! I am reading over eight battleships!" another tech said.
"Unbelievable!" some said.
"But how the hell could they be here, we defeated them thirty years ago!" an"ther tech said.
"Defeated, yes, annihilated, not a chance. They were far to multiple..."
"Make sure everyone stays inside and goes to take shelter, now!" Com. James Fort said.
"All marine forces, go to your battle stations. We have Covenant battleships on approach." someone said through all marine chatter and intercoms.
"You heared them, move out!" a sargeant of one of the many fire teams said.
Back at Soter, things goes crazy at the same time as well. Everyone was arming themselves and moved outside, while the few new students stayed inside, including Cornelius.
Young professionals moved out in fire teams of 15-30, all armed with Advanced Battle Rifles, taking position at tactical points of the city. Others inside Soter took position near one of the windows higher.
Right away, citizen traffic was stopped, and only ships capable of defending themselves moved on, and quickly, Longsword bomber squads were formed, shrieking upwards or across the city.
The air alarm began to blare, and everybody got into a state of emergency.
"Damnit! Not now!" Sonja said, who already was beginning to get concerned because of the marine movement.
She quickly ran to a UNSC arming station, and quickly armed herself after identifying herself.
She picked out some marine armor and quickly put it on, while also picking up a Advanced Battle Rifle (ABR), and as much ammunition as she could carry.
She picked out a chatter, and began hailing UNSC SSF Department.
"This is Sonja 312 reporting! What is the situation?" Sonja said through marine chatter.
"Rally the SSF Forces, One-Point-Two's, and get as much soldiers with you, Lieutenant Sonja 312, ASAP.
We got multiple CCS Battle Cruisers and Battleships of Covenant origin." someone said at the other side of the communication.
"Understood, Moving out!" she said back.
"Damned Covenant..." she swore.
"Marines, follow me, we need to get a advantageous position over there." She pointed at the slightly higher place in the city, where two lonely turrets were placed.
"All cities are warned, and are preparing for the attack, sir." A marine said back at the UNSC HQ.
"Any chance of reinforcement?" Sargeant Dane said, leader of Fire Team Delta Four, while he took position with twenty soldiers on the empty streets, behind cover.
"Negative, that's about out of the question. The Covenant will assault everywhere at the same time, it seems." A radio tech marine said next to him.
In the meantime, Sonja tried to rally lost troops and get some One Point Two's into the group.
"Calling all One-Point-Two's, where are you?" Sonja said, while she loaded up the Advanced Battle Rifle with a full clip of ammo, and a few grenades into the build-on HE grenade launcher.
"Samuel-299 reporting! I'm with two other One Point Two's at station. Got some new recruits with me from S'7. Where the hell are you?" came the first response after a while.
"Close to base, getting the evacuees into their fortified shelters, the only thing that isn't luxurious here..." Sonja said, while she got some straps to tie a sniper rifle on, after she picked up a grenade belt.
"How many One-Point-Two's are there, actually?" she asked.
"Just you, me and these two. But I saw a Mj...lnir armor back there, Only no Spartan-II though." He said, while he was approaching with his team.
The turrets were placed at high grounds, while the marines used the environment to their advantage, by using abandoned cars and sandsacks to create a safe zone at some point.
Some marines began to put a position inside the tall buildings, watchfully looking towards the sky.
The usual roars of cars began to fade away, and it began to rain. But evacuation took too much time, and the streets were still swarming with evacuees.
Pelican Transports were trying to deliver sand sacks, warthogs and soldiers to tactical positions.
The Warthogs were armed and manned, and began to spread across the glooming city, while in space, the humans tried to rally ships.
The battle was about to start once again.
Space, Covenant Fleet.
Mothership Solar Tempest
In the huge purple command bridge, Head Prophet Of War, Astaroth, was overlooking all communications, while two Headmasters to his flanks, below, were commanding the ship.
The bridge was filled with security consoles and was easily to be defended against any intruders that may pass.
Suddenly, Planet Novus became visible.
"Target in sight, Great Leader." 'Daimomee, Headmaster of Targeting, Radar and Sensors said.
Astaroth did not say much. He mostly sat in the highest spot, where he controlled any and all communications and actions.
But now, he spoke.
"How is our training program going?" he started.
"Almighty Astaroth, the Heloth Training Program is almost ready in its first stage. The first tests are almost ready for action." 'Samnamnamee, the Golden Elite in charge of researching weapons and tactics, said, while bowing for his Leader.
"Headmasters, you know what to do." He said through communications to the other sixteen ships.
"Yes, Great Master..."
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