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Post by B on Nov 3, 2007 23:28:43 GMT -5
Another chuckle came from Emmett as he began walking to where the other two were. Finally he was finally close to them, seeing the half woman half shark and Mr. Deathwish in person. "Damn, You two make a perfect pair." He quickly said. "Mr. Deathwish telling her to shoot, then going to suicide himself then she shoots and saves Mr. Deathwish.. Oh the irony." Realizing he was rambling on he shut up then heard his order. "Sure." As he handed the rifle to her he decided to compliment her. "Nice work.. I don't think a Spartan could've done a better job."
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Post by V on Nov 4, 2007 0:47:07 GMT -5
Mei stared at the hunters for a moment. Too think, several of these pairs had been deployed all over. Had these Spartans never been, the human race would have ended in very short order. She looked at the other spartan. So there was another. "Well...thank you." She had said blankly, before a transmission came in. "Arrow 8." The male controller came again. "Gotta new extraction point for you. An extraction point for PoWs just registered on our sensors. You can evac there if you want...but were alwas looking for volunteers to stay and help make sure everyone else gets out alright." The woman had to think for a moment, staring at the alien bodies, and comparing them to the number of human bodies. Perhaps she was safer with these spartans. "Alright...think I can get some real armor though?" "I'm sure the pelican will have reserves. Go find one that fits." "Very well...I'll stay and help. "Alright...Good luck to you then Arrow 8...I mean...Sergeant." The transmission ended, and she followed obediently behind the two super soldiers.
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Post by Turn 360 and walk away on Nov 4, 2007 1:53:33 GMT -5
As the trio approached the makeshift camp, quite a few gazed out in astonishment at what was headed their way. The afternoon sun's glint shone off the amber dunes as they ascended to the extraction point. Matthew's foot nearly avoided the jagged edge of a plasma bomb's crater, and he signaled to watch out. More and more marines were amassing at the camp's edge now that Emmett, Mei, and Matthew were above most of their heads. As they entered a Corperal with a beard offered them beer, and a few toasted the arrival of another supersoldier. There were handshakes, questions, concerns, and comments. Matthew's riser was still in bad shape, but he didn't bother taking it off. The sun would fry him on a day like this. A few Soldiers stood at the back. Matthew walked towards them, but they showed no sign of acknowledgment. One of them was beat boxing under a couple others, both standing on a wide, flat rock, forming a sort of stage. "...Your momma smoked crack, nearly aborted your birth, ninety-nine percent of aliens... prefer Earth, Your beaner ass prolly one of the first. Go ahead and try to conquer me, I am the muther****in' king! You can't beat me! I'm gonna send you home in a sh*tload of slings!" The latino on the other rock gestured for the third marine to slow the beat down, and glared at the black man in front of him. "You think you a real gangsta, Corp-or-al? I gotta couple secrets I would like to tell. You can't be be a gangster if your real name's Clarence, hell! You also went to New Mombai! That's sh*t's a private school!..." Matthew left after that. The former won by applause a few minutes after, having beat the latino by a hair. He looked up and a little out, and saw the glimmer of a Pellican comming in hot. "Marines! on your toes! ATTENTION!"
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Post by B on Nov 4, 2007 2:22:56 GMT -5
Emmett followed quietly. It was strange, you'd think a guy as optimistic as him would be a talkative type and would've annoyed the other two by now but he didn't say a word. He half-hearted greeted the others and the POWs. He seemed edgy though, and paranoid. As the others settled themselves Emmett told Matt he was going to move find a high spot to keep an eye out for anything. He found the top of a half-destroyed building and stood gaurd. The pelican came. As the pelican landed to collect its new occupants exactly what Emmett had expected, the enemy weren't going to allow them to leave. Five Banshees were coming. "We have five banshees on the way." Emmett reported. "Matt, take care of the POWs. I'ma get me a new aircraft." He chuckled. Banshees were reliable vehicles but on the back the pilot is so exposed that anyone can just kick them off, which was Emmett's plan. He made himself low. If he was correct they should pass close enough. A couple minutes later and he was right, he timed it and leapt from the building and found himself struggling with the pilot as the pilot struggled both to keep Emmett off and the ship from crashing. In the end Emmett succeeded as the alien plummated to its death.
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Post by Turn 360 and walk away on Nov 4, 2007 3:01:14 GMT -5
"We have five banshees on the way." "Rodger Emmett. Intercept, swoop, and squash." "This is Echo November zero-niner-niner, ready to board." The two wannabe rappers were walking away, shaking hands, when Matthew started hollering for everyone to pile in. "GONNA BE TIGHT! COME ON!MOVE DOWN, BUCKLE IN, AND KEEP YOUR BREAKFAST OFF THE FLOOR! WE GOT COMPANY!" They started saying that they were out of room, and Matthew began sitting them on the floor. "ALL HUMANS MUST REPORT TO THE PELICAN! WE WON'T BE COMING BACK ANY TIME SOON!" He switched channels. "Echo November zero-niner-niner, you are clear for dust-off. Stay on evasive maneuvers, stay off the chaingun, and stay in proximity." He switched to a private channel and spoke to Mei and Emmett alone. "I'm surprised no one's mentioned anything about the crazy stunt back there, with the hunter." He went to a mounted .50 cal. machine gun and fired across the nose of the banshees, keeping them off the precious cargo in the dropship.
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Post by V on Nov 5, 2007 4:42:37 GMT -5
"You know...sometimes I wish I could be like them..." Mei said quietly to herself, as she watched the two Spartans form up for battle. Marines were filing into the pelican, but, she volunteered to stay behind, and like all commitments made by marines, she was going to follow. But...how could she help? Remembering that a Wraith had been commandeered, she scanned the camp, certain it had been brought here. Her hunch was correct. On the other side of the pelican, the mortar tank sat pilotless. She scrambled for it quickly instead of the dropship, happy Matthew was keeping the Banshees at bay. The woman hopped into the open hatch, and slammed it shut above her. She was very proud to be one of the few marines who knew how to pilot one of these, as she activated the systems of the alien vehicle. The behemoth roared to life, as Mei began setting out the targeting systems. Symbols littered the target screen, but she could put those to numbers easily, granted...who needs that what you have a massive crosshair-shaped-thing. The main cannon was aimed at an on-coming banshee, as the Wraith pulled out from behind the pelican, making damn sure it was not in it's line of sight.
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Post by B on Nov 5, 2007 18:48:17 GMT -5
Emmett successfully brought the Bansheej, he had recently "borrowed" from the recently deceased, to a nice angle. Suddenly the shields began to drop rapidly and he noticed he was taking 50 cal damage. He quickly barrel rolled behind some buildings and quickly spoke in the radio. "Damnit, whoever's on that damn 50 cal watch your fucking shot. I'm in that one!" He growled as the shields replenished themselves. When Emmett was satisfied he left the labyrinth of building and locked on to one of the enemy banshees and fired. The missiles were a direct hit causing it to burst in a blue flame and plummate to the ground. He noticed a wraith take down another banshee, that was a bit strange, also seems that the 50 cal took down another one. 4 down, 1 more to go... The radar wasn't picking up anything. The coward must've fled. A simple protection of the pelican. But was 5 banshees really all they sent? Emmett's intuition was telling him otherwise.
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Post by Turn 360 and walk away on Nov 5, 2007 22:31:56 GMT -5
"Sorry about that. really, I am." Matthew said jokingly. "Calm down. If I was aiming, you'd be dead by now. He began to fire at the enemy banshees, watching them drop like flies. A sound not unlike an explosion roared at his left, and the blue sphere engulfed another banshee. he pivoted the massive machine to the now living Wraith. ready to open fire, he spoke into the radio. "Jesus Mei. Tell us before you borrow something that big. i was about ready to turn you inot shrapnel." A quick scan of the sky said that all the banshees were gone, "...but only three were shot down, right? Why'd they send such a weak force after losing two hunters? Guys, I don't like this. Regroup." and switching to another channel, "Echo November zero-niner-niner, report to UNSC high orbit Delta Four-Nine. Keep in constant radio contact." Matthew backed up to the stage rock and scanned for weapon stashes.
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Arbiter Grunt looked around at what was left of his squad, and noticed all of them trying not to laugh. "What's going on? STUPID JACKAL! BACK IN LINE!" he began sliding to the side, and looked at his methane tank. Floating out into space, he grabbed for the first thing he could, The rear of the dropship."AAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEE!!!!!" Tied to the back hatch of the big purple ship, finger stuck into hole, he gave the order to "GO HOME ALREADY! I HUNGRY!" seven soldiers and a bumper sticker rocketed into slipspace. "You... survived?" the blaring voice of Truth quivered. "YEAH!" Arbiter Grunt jumped into the air, and losing grip of his pistol, shattered the screen Truth was broadcasting over. "Stupid unggoy! I will turn tyou into a new pair of slippers!" The slow, sorrowful voice of mercy responded over the adjoining screen. "Now Truth, don't be so rash. H-" Truth rampaged over to Regret and pushed him over. Two red grunts whizzed by in jetpacks and began sticking on yellow tape. Getting into an argument over which piece is grunty-er, one got pushed and sent spiraling into the second, Regret's, monitor. With all three of the yellow aliens squeezed into one screen, they began reading his next assignment.
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Post by V on Nov 7, 2007 20:07:27 GMT -5
"Copy that...moving to defend." Mei channeled through the comm line. "You'd think they'd send in more aircraft...or wait until there were no defenders in range to attack a fleeing dropship..." She studied the various instruments inside the cockpit. One appeared to be a radar, flashing several yellow and red dots. Yellow was marked as ally, and there were several coming in. "Hey...didn't we just evacuate all the marines? We got multiple infantry coming up..." she said. It was then she realized...this was still a Covenant vehicle. "Oh no...guys...enemy strike force coming in. All infantry, attack axis is 180 zero, range 600...get ready."
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Post by B on Nov 7, 2007 20:22:58 GMT -5
When the woman's report came in Emmett checked his radar as well. "I'm getting them on screen as well. I don't see what they expect to gain with just infantry though." Emmett reported. He then saw a peculiar yellow dot. He swooped in close and noticed it was another wraith. A mortar from one of them would rip apart the pelican. "Uh, girl in the wraith." Emmett reported, still not knowing her name. "We have an enemy wraith coming up, the Banshees weapons wont be strong enough for the thick armor of the enemy, it's up to you." He ordered as he swooped off to mow down some incoming enemy troops.
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Post by Turn 360 and walk away on Nov 7, 2007 23:15:34 GMT -5
"Someone please say they have something for me to shoot with!" Matthew was still looking for a weapon to replace his lost plasma rifle when the report came through. They were closing. Fast. He ran to the machine gun nest and tore the tripod out from being rooted to the asphalt, tucking it under his arm, and he ran to a wide intersection, choked with infantry, and a wraith. "Echo November zero niner niner. Ascend to high orbit! B- N- I don't give a crap about safety procedures. I'm trying to- I know! Do you wanna get blown up or not?! Mei! I'll lay down suppressing fire. Focus all fire on the Wraith. I repeat. Shoot the tank." The ammo belt was nearly half gone, and the rest probably fired off when the plasma hit it. "The feeder wasn't here, so the damn thing's prolly gonna jam anyways." He closed his eyes, said a quick prayer, and pulled the trigger, releasing a spray of bullets down the street. Sweeping from left to right, and back, it was only a matter of time before a bullet hits the wraith, forcing him up to target numero uno for the mortar tank.
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Post by V on Nov 9, 2007 1:34:37 GMT -5
"Copy that, turning to engage the enemy tank." Mei channeled through the radio once more, before checking all the systems she knew how to operate. "Gotta love these aliens for choosing something that isn't affected by the wind too much." The cannon above pointed upward, as the massive violet war machine began to distance itself back. "Fox Two!" she shouted to herself in the safety of the cockpit. She'd always wanted to shout that. The blue sphere departed the cannon, and went up like a comet, with blue tail and all. And...just like one, came down with the fury that burned with intensity of 1,004 suns. The sphere become a torrent of blue as soon as it collided with the rival tank, sending the purple hatch off and about, and the simian head with a thick metal cap was visible now. "The pilot is exposed." She said through the channel. "Got a weak spot now. Deal with him, and I'll see if I can sweep up the infantry."
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Post by B on Nov 9, 2007 2:08:32 GMT -5
Seeing the mortar tank was being taken care of brought relief to Emmett. He then decided to check on the pelican, it was still ascending. "We have about 5 minutes until the Pelican will be out of range from land weapondry. No signs of any Banshees either. Just hold them back for that long and I'll give you a "lift" to the Pelican. Everything should be smooth sailing from there." Emmett reported to the other two. He was sure the Banshee would support both their weight. They'll be significantly slower but Emmett wasn't called a good pilot for nothing. Noticing quite a bit of yellow dots incoming the red dot that marked Matt, who was probably focused on the wraith, Emmett moved down low. "Heads up." He called out as he began firing, killing every one of the five sneaking up on Matt. It wasn't until he pulled away did he notice the sixth dot. "Damnit, Matt behind you."
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Post by Turn 360 and walk away on Nov 9, 2007 2:32:51 GMT -5
"Damnit, Matt behind you." Matthew whipped around and swept his leg under the alien's. Falling to the ground, the Jackal put it's arms or to shield it's head. Matthew rose to his feet, and without hesitation, crashed the heel of his boot into the adversary's skull, hopefully killing it instantly. Watching these things squirm always made him a little queezy. A massive shattering noise rose from behind him, a monolithic Brute standing mere yards from him. Matthew seized the Machine gun "less than half a belt left." he thought, jumped, and began firing at the beast from the air. After what seemed like outlining the alien, Matthew hit the ground, and the brute stood, dazed, but still furious and crazed, before him. It's left fist hit the ground, and charged him, head matted and mutilated from leaden rain. "Jee-zus." Matthew muttered as the monkey without any sort of head continued to charge. He backpedaled to a loose tire that substituted for a seat. Picking it up, and rolling it in the direction of the brute, he crossed his fingers and preyed as the simian-like foot came down on top of the rubber donut. The tire spun backwards and the brute, forwards. taking a final blow to it's concave skull, it finally died. "Well. I have two bullets, a rock, and luck. Thanks for the air support. You go do what you do. Mei, brilliant. I'm gonna go prey someone left their magnum around here somewhere."
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Post by V on Nov 10, 2007 8:52:29 GMT -5
"Thank you, sir!" Mei said through the channel. She had heard stories that Spartans were difficult to impress, she felt some pride now. As she steered the vehicle away, there was a heavy clunk above her, and a few seconds later, pounding on the hatch. She froze...what was happening. Soon, digits could be seen grasping the ends, and the hatch was torn off...just like that. The titanic simian alien reached in with it's massive hands, grasping onto the back of Mei's collar. "A little worm like you cause all this damage? Ha...this is going to be too easy." And she was hurtled far from the tank, right into the wall of a building. Luckily, her back hit first, the vest absorbing most of the shock, leaving her a head a softer....but not soft, impact. She sat there as the brute approached, plasma sword in hand. "You're mince meat now...."
Mei struggled to get to her feet, and forced her exhausted and battered body to run away from the brute, the covenant carbine slipping from it's sling. "My god...some one...help me!" she cried out.
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