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Post by Danny on Oct 5, 2010 15:53:04 GMT -5
That girl just charged an Ultra. With an Assault Rifle. With no backup. Jack left Darmans side and quickly circled around to cover to help take it out. He couldn't get a clear shot, he could easily miss and hit Diana in the back. He put his rifle on his back and drew his side arm. The plan was to sprint to her side and then make up the rest. No, this wasn't stupid at all.
Jack sprinted up the front while popping off shots at the Ultra, hoping he was contributing to taking down it's shields. He was soon at Diana's side with an empty pistol, and a very angry Ultra.
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Post by IndigoWolf on Oct 5, 2010 16:45:24 GMT -5
Targa roared, his shields were down but they they had allowed him to safely get close enough to strike down one of the Demons. He raised his arm, but, before he could swing, the butt of a rifle collided with his face. As he staggered back in surprise, the female darted behind him, drawing a knife. He spun around and kicked her away, but not before the human put a sizable gash in his side. Still aware of the second one, Targa dove to the side to avoid another possible attack, then reevaluated his chances. If he was fast, he could probably live long enough to kill one of them before the other humans could gun him down, but he decided it wasn't worth it. After spitting a handful of curses at the humans, he retreated to safety and examined his wound as he waited for his shields to recharge.
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Post by Danny on Oct 5, 2010 17:17:22 GMT -5
Jack pulled over his Assault Rifle and fired as the Ultra retreated, to encourage his retreat. He'll think twice before challenging another Spartan. Or two. Now that was sorted, he glanced over to Diana who had been roundhouse kicked by the Elite. She seemed ok, so he decided to leave it to someone else to check. He turned and ran back to the terminal.
"Jack," Marcas greeted, carrying two troopers' bodies over his shoulders and placing them in a corner with the others. Martin looked over his shoulder and gave Hotel Four a nod. "You guys ok?" Asked Jack, cradling his rifle. "Nothing we couldn't handle," Marcas replied, walking over to Jack and picking up his flamethrower on the way. "We probably wont be able to handle more pushes like that, though," Martin added, now with his PDA plugged back into the console. Jack slowly nodded and looked to the blood soaked floor, "Can you check terminal two's status from here?" "I was just doing that," Martin said, bringing up a live video feed onto a computer screen. It showed three Elites gathered around a fourth using some kind of tool on the terminal, sending sparks in all directions. "Oh, shit," Marcas commented. "Elites at terminal two!" Martin announced over the radio.
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Post by Ares on Oct 8, 2010 13:18:10 GMT -5
Deirde lifted her assault rifle, firing on a group of Grunts and Elites as she backed into the hovering Falcon. She spun into its cargo bay,crouched in a disturbingly arachnid position. The Gaelic girl continued firing her weapon at the enemies on the ground until she physically removed one of the gunner and placed him on one of the seats. Deirdre moved to assume his position at the gunners' seat, looking down the barrel of a gun so huge it was almost ungodly.
She spoke into the comm to the Falcon Pilot, "We're all aboard! Let's scram before the Covies concentrate!"
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Field Marshall Samara 'Datariee had decided that it was now her turn to strike. Simultaneous strikes against the humans were already being lead... time to add to their confusion. Samara prowled over to a group of Stealth Sangheili, a full lance that was waiting for her command. The burgundy-armored Zealot growled to the Stealth Major, "Come. We will infiltrate their stronghold." With that, Samara made her way behind a series of rocks, to a... sewer entrance. Even out here, there were still sewer outlets. Rather nasty entrances, but effective ones. She took a plasma rifle from one of the Elites and made an entrance, dropping in. Her active camouflage activated, rendering her invisible. Time to infiltrate...
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Oct 8, 2010 16:46:12 GMT -5
" Alright....sounds like terminal two is in trouble so I am setting you guys down over there " said Delzotto has he gunned the Falcon back into the air. The Falcon flew back to the base and hovered near a side entrance that would lead to terminal two. " End of the line " said Delzotto as he hovered near side entrance. *** Lebron hopped out of the Falcon...waiting for his female Spartan companion to give back procession of the turret to the gunner she stole it from...hopefully soon as the man was muttering curses at her for stealing it.
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Post by Danny on Oct 9, 2010 2:09:40 GMT -5
"Human flying vehicle!" Anau warned, quickly diving behind cover, "Protect the engineers, they are working to unlock this place!" "It carries Demons!" Warned another Elite.
As the Falcon lowered, Anau leaned forward and conceived a plan. One worthy of a special operations Elite, one if seen through the eyes of a commander, could earn him a promotion. As the first Spartan left the Falcon, it was time for Anau to act. He dug his feet into the ground and prepared to charge the Falcon, when Ream came sprinting from behind, nudging Anau in his bullet riddled shoulder. He grasped it in pain and hid behind cover as she continued sprinting towards the Falcon.
With her Energy Sword drawn, Ream bolted for the Falcon and lunged herself into its troop bay. She let out a war cry and stabbed one of the Humans inside, then pulling its body off and used it as a shield. She then turned and faced the other Spartan inside the troop bay. She growled and prepared to make an attack.
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Post by Ares on Oct 9, 2010 15:08:59 GMT -5
Deirdre barely managed to shout out to Lebron before a Special Operations Elite rushed the Falcon. "Spec Ops!" she snarled as the alien quickly impaled the Marine who had recently taken back command of his gunnery station. The green-and-yellow armored Spartan didn't even bother pulling out her rifle- she had a better idea. As the deceased Marine's weapon fell, she snatched it out of the air. The shotgun now in her grip, she pumped it, and held it up. It was at that moment, however, that the Gael realized the shape of the Elite confronting her... this was new.
Deirdre tilted her head curiously. Was this a female Elite? Wow. That was new. The copper-haired woman didn't lower her guard, though. In fact, she did something better... she pulled the trigger.
A powerful shotgun blast blew out of the muzzle of her weapon. The virtual second that the flechette burst erupted out of the barrel, she was in motion. Deirdre rolled to the side, landing rather ungracefully on the ground outside of the Falcon. Pumping her weapon again, the Spartan prepared to fire again, should the Elite attack...
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Post by Danny on Oct 9, 2010 19:15:34 GMT -5
Ream shielded herself with the dead Humans body as the Demon fired. The corpse tore apart and sent Ream cartwheeling out over the side of the Falcon. She grabbed onto the a step support and dangled off its side. "Anau!" She called out , dangling off the Falcons side. She could let go, the fall wouldn't injure her. No, she wasn't calling for help. She just wanted his attention.
She reactivated her energy sword and look to the Falcons pilot. Time to bring this machine down. She lunged her sword into the side of the Falcon and used it to swing herself on top of pilots canopy. Now weapon-less, she glared at the pilot of the craft safely within his cockpit and began punch and clawing at the glass.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Oct 9, 2010 23:22:01 GMT -5
" f**k..." muttered Delzotta as he reached for his pistol it would not do much good against this elite but he would try. *** " Hey there spilt lip that man is mine " said Lebron as climbed onto the falcon and dragged the elite down with him. (OOC sorry stole that line from...well most of it from family guy )
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Post by Danny on Oct 10, 2010 3:51:33 GMT -5
Ream was about to break into the Falcons cockpit when another Demon tackled her off it. The two crashed into the dirt and rolled on the ground till Ream sat on top of it. With her helmet now knocked off, she leaned in close to the Spartans face and formed her mandibles into a grin.
Both Spartans were distracted. Anau turned to the Engineers working on the Human computer terminal, "Quickly!" He yelled. One of the engineers grunted, "You don't look like a Major to me, stop acting like one!" "Do I have to be a Major to tell you more Demons are coming? Crack open this facility!"
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"Demons... you say?"
"Indeed. The evidence is undeniable, the Humans are hiding something, and they are going through great lengths to make sure we don't find out what it is,"
"The more time we waste, the more time they have to remove or destroy data that could be of great use to us!"
"Bring in a Corvette. If we can not unlock their doors, we will break them,"
"Surely, the sight of a Warship will strike fear into their hearts!"
"With their entire fleet distracted, our craft will be able to wreak havoc,"
"Then consider it done. Order the Grand Satire to loiter over the Human facility."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Oct 10, 2010 13:36:19 GMT -5
" big mistake " said Lebron as he punched the elite right in the annoying smile. Normally he would never hit a girl but well this was an alien girl...it was different. After delivering the punch he kicked the elite off of him. " Get inside I got things handled out here " called Lebron. (OOC Onager Mass Driver plox? ...bah all we need are some missles really I mean Corvettes got no shields )
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Post by Danny on Oct 10, 2010 15:45:38 GMT -5
Ream spat out blood that formed in her mouth from the punch and let out a terrible screech in response. With her dual energy daggers activated, she lunged herself at the Spartan and began flailing her arms about in a rapid stabbing motion. She was mad.
In the middle of her assault, a Corvette-Class Warship appeared from behind a mountain formation. It slowly hovered over the compound before positioning itself directly over the ONI building. It was only there for a few seconds before it began bombarding the Human defences out the front of the building.
Almost simultaneously, the Elite engineers cracked open the terminals and opened all doors and windows leading into the facility. The Humans would have no choice but to retreat inside, unless they wanted to be taken out by that Corvette.
Anau took up arms and ran into the facility, backed with other Special Operations Elites. Ream withdrew her daggers, gave the Demon one last grin, and bolted for the building.
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Post by IndigoWolf on Oct 10, 2010 20:41:09 GMT -5
Diana had been winded by the kick to the chest the Elite had given her, but wasn't seriously injured. She had only taken a moment to catch her breath but by then it was too late to reach the other terminal in time. She hurried inside, staying close to nearest group, and keeping her weapon trained on the door to be sure they weren't followed.
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Targa held still as one of the medics, he had called for, quickly bandaged his wound before any more blood could be lost. "That's good enough," he growled, "Our troops are advancing, I should be with them." The medic nodded and reactivated her camouflage as she moved away to, he assumed, rejoin the other medics and hang back with the wounded. He looked at the bandage again, hoping it wasn't too noticeable, then hurried off to where most of the Elites were fighting their way into the building.
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Post by Danny on Oct 11, 2010 21:13:45 GMT -5
Jack shot open a window and threw himself inside. The Corvette had begun bombarding the Human defences at the foot of the building, which only took a few seconds to completely destroy. Martin and Marcas followed Jack inside and immediately re-engaged the Covenant, this time inside. The buildings first floor lobby was scene of an intense fire fight between the two factions. The Humans occupied the top of stairs that led to three elevators and the surrounding balcony's while the Elites were currently trapped in a killbox with little to no cover.
"Bullies have entered the Treehouse, I repeat bullies have entered the Treehouse," Gunnery Sergeant Amy-Lee Verve announced over both local comms. and the loud speaker. She dropped her speaker and then dashed over to a long-wave radio. "A Corvette just showed up, we've been forced inside and the Covies are still coming. Orders!?" While she waited for a reply she looked around at her troopers falling to Covenant fire, to quickly replaced by another. She wiped the sweat away from her forehead and turned back to the radio, "Hello!?"
"Order the buildings AI to purge everything. Everything. The Corvette will make aerial extraction impossible, hold out as long as you can. Operator, out."
With a moral shattering click, the connection was cut. For a brief second, she feared all was lost. But this was her job, and she would do it till the very end. She loaded her DMR and returning to the top of the stairs, the bottom of which was littered with Covenant corpses. "Give'em hell, boys!"
Jack, Marcas and Martin ran across a balcony that was above the lobby to assist the troopers. Jack found a good firing position and broke off. Marcas continued to the top of the stairs while Martin immediately entered an elevator, and took it to one of the higher floors.
"This is Sierra one-two-oh. Darman, it's Jack, what's your status? Hotel Five and Two are inside with me, I got nothing Three though."
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Oct 11, 2010 22:00:34 GMT -5
" Come on we are coming inside hot stuff and hold on my arms are not exactly doing to be free and put these on your back " said Lebron as he hefted the pilot onto his back to allow him to ride in the humilating piggy back position and gave him his needle rifle and focus rifle to hold. While he was at he tossed his pistol aside and placed the energy sword on the pistol's previous position on his side. He then turned to address the issue of his other carry on item the other Spartan. He scooped her in his arms and darted inside she could protest later but now they were even as he just saved them all from a bombardment of the Corvette. Once he finished his Mad Dash back into the building he gently removed the female Irish/Scottish Spartan from his position and bent down to allow the pilot to get off. " Thank you for flying air Lebron....we have arrived at our destination of inside the ONI building the current forecast is raining plasma from the sky and a firefight has just begun to form....have a nice day " *** " uh...here" said Delzotto still in shock from well riding a Spartan and barely escaping a hailstorm of plasma bolts. He held out the weapons his hands shaking. *** " shh it is going to be alright " said Lebron embracing the pilot and stroking his head. " just find a place to hide out and I will call you when you can come out....oh and see if you can do anything about the Corvette...see if ONI or the military has any missiles or Longswords to spare...hell your a flyboy go find and see if there are any Longswords here that you can mount up with some pilots to take that thing down" said Lebron as he finished the hug and grabbed his weapon. *** Delzotto darted off....he would try and get Flight Deck on the comn and see if they had any suggests what to do here.
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