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Assauly Part 4: Stranded
Posted By: Joe Ehret<joehret@yahoo.com>
Date: 3 April 2004, 12:34 PM
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"Ready for lif...,"started Will when three thuds echoed through the valley and the dropship shook. "Aw hell, what hit us?"
"Ground fire, possibly a Fuel Rod Gun," responded Fred just as another series of thuds hit them. The purple colored metal hull in front of the Chief dented inwards and started to break away.
"Will get us the hell away from the plasma fire, it's burning through the hull," commanded the Master Chief.
"I'm trying but this hunk of junk isn't maneuvering very well, damn things defective," Will said and cursed the Covenant bastard who put this together wrong.
There was a purple and green glow through the tear in the hull in front of John just as another six bolts of plasma impacted and smeared across the hull. Just then the ship's nose was thrown to the left as a series of plasma impacts scorched the dropship.
"Damn it, Chief we're going down," grunted Will who was trying to regain control of the dropship.
The Chief shouted, "Brace for impact!"
There was sputtering, thuds, sparks, a bone shattering impact and then darkness. Slowly John blinked trying to clear his vision. His shield bar was empty, he waited and let it recharge. He tried to get up, but hit his head on the top of the dropship. Everything flooded back to him, they mission, the ambush... the impact. The ambush, the Covenant will search the wreckage... their wreckage and kill all of the survivors.
"Kelly, Will, Fred, Linda are you alright," four acknowledgment lights winked on, "We have to get the hell away from the dropship the Covenant will search the wreckage."
"But what about the ODSTs," countered Will.
"I seriously doubt they survived the crash," the Chief responded grimly, "Now let's set up an ambush for our 'friends'."
John spread out the mangled bodies of the dead ODSTs around the crash site and set up half a dozen Lotus anti tank mines that Will had brought and set them for remote detonation, he took the remote. Linda set her S2 AM sniper rifle up in the woods to the right behind a boulder. Will got his M19 SSM rocket launcher on the other side of the path in between two trees. John, Kelly, and Fred set themselves up in a semi circle behind the crash site, Battle Rifles at ready. First seven Grunts in orange armor wielding Plasma Pistols charge forward sniff around then wave forward four Elites, three red and one gold all with Plasma Rifles except for the gold one who had a Plasma Sword.
"See you in hell," the Chief mumbled to himself and detonated the mines.
All eleven soldiers were killed in an explosion that rattled the Master Chief inside his armor. Then two dozen Covenant soldiers thirteen Grunts, four Jackals, five Elites, and two Hunters. "Damn it", John swore, "Will take out those Hunters, everyone else... give our 'friends' a warm welcome."
Armor piercing and high explosive rounds darted towards the Covenant search party. The Hunters exploded in a ball of destruction as a 102mm high explosive rocket impacted against their armor killing the Jackal who had the misfortune of standing too close to the walking tan. Ten seconds later their was nothing but Covenant corpses littering the dropship.
"We better get going it's a long walk home," the Chief said his voice filled with spite, "This planet is all but the Covenant's, there are only a few little villages undiscovered and I don't think they have a spare Pelican. Wait Will, is the Marauder still in orbit?"
"Captain Karleson said he'd stay for another two hours after I left which was 2100 and it's now 2155 so yeah," Will responded.
"Captain Karleson, Captain Karleson this is Master Chief Spartan-117, if you're still in orbit respond," said the Chief.
A deep husky voice responded "Glad to here from you Master Chief is everything alright?"
"No sir, our dropship got shot down before we could up too far, no Spartan casualties, but the four ODSTs we found are KIA. Can you send down a Pelican for us? You don't even need to stay on station if it has a Shaw-Fujikawa Translight Engine sir," asked the Chief in a polite manner.
"We have your position and are getting a pilot for the Pelican right now Chief," he paused then added "good luck."
"Thank you Captain," John said gratefully, "I know you all heard that so let's hold position 'till it gets here."
"Hell yeah," shouted Fred.
A stick snapped followed by a Grunt falling to the ground over a booby trap they set up. He heard it barking swears in its native tongue. Four black-ops Elites and two dozen Grunts with Needlers, Plasma Rifles, and some Grunts had Fuel Rod Guns, came into view in front of John. Then the same number came behind them and on both sides.
"Why the hell would they send this many troops to investigate a crash." John thought, then remembered the search team they eliminated.
"What are we going to do about this," questioned Linda.
"Hold on Linda," mumbled The Master Chief, "Echo 371, what's your ETA?"
"Ten or fifteen minutes Master Chief," said a woman's voice.
"Shit," the Chief cursed under his breath "Well Linda we're going to do the one thing we're best at... kill every last one of the Covenant bastards."
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