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Halo: The Arrival
Posted By: Colianknight<swatboy7750@yahoo.com>
Date: 6 May 2003, 1:32 AM
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The ship shook with a horrible shutter,
"Commander! Transmission on Screen, Sector 4, Sender, Unknown!"
The screen fluttered on, the unknown entity's face showed on the blue iridescent screen.
"This is the General of the Colian Interstellar Navy. We advise you leave this area at once or you will be sited and shot!!"
the voice boomed over the transmission.
"Sorry Sir, but we do not recognize The Colians, in fact we've never heard of you!" t
he commander barked straight back.
"Leave at once! This is your last warning!!"
the Colian snapped,
"Hold your course,"
the commander bellowed in defiance to the demand,
"Let's hope they don't have a nuke."
Without warning the screen went blank. The commander issued the order to prepare for possible threat and sent out a fleet of Longbow Interceptors around the large expedition cruiser forming a perimeter. Suddenly, all the sirens turned off, leaving an eerie silence onboard, followed by what sounded to be like little chimes. 100's of humanoid shaped men shrouded in black with thick body suits emerged from the locations of the chimes. They had black tinted visors, and MP5K's that were fitted with plasma grenade firing projectiles. They moved quickly and softly treading on the ground not moving their heads, just their alien weapons. Their suit was constructed of Turillium Armor, and almost resembled the Spartan MJOLNIR suit. The voices inside the silhouettes made garbling sounds, as if their voices were scrambled, and they could here vibrations up through the bridge. Their helmets had Ultra-Hearing Enhancers, allowing them to hear certain sounds or identify specific sounds out in the battlefield matching to a data bank, gunshots, tanks, mines..... As the Colians moved, the commander ordered a Perimeter of Defense; he watched it form on the Vid screen. Then the female voice went through the intercom. She stated that there was news that the flood planet known as Zegher234 had been taken over by similar creatures on board the ship. The Covenant was waging war with the Colians and was losing every battle they fought, and for the first time they had asked upon the humans for help.
With the perimeter around them, the Colians quickly realized and assessed their situation. They formed six circles and began charging all directions at emplacements.
One threw a grenade incinerating two marines. The marines flipped over the desks to make a barrier. They were battle-hardened men and had waited for a balls-out firefight for quite some time.
"That bastard just blew off my hand!" yelled the Sergeant,
as he through a grenade with his only good hand. "Deal with it!"
Another man said. The Colians did not have time for this and disappeared.
Moments later they penetrated the perimeter and in half a second they were gone.
The Colian Colonel swiftly made a hand motioning telling the other team to go left; they had a complete lay out in their helmets of the ship. He ordered to remove visors and into urban mode. There was a series of clicks and motor sounds as their body suits changed into a lighter, more compact version. At first they looked like, a SWAT team but with much more equipment, and advanced technology. Their black urban armor had a utility belt for easy storage of items and weaponry. They had power packs on the side that were the only part of the body shielded. Their helmets could pick up the signals from the wearers brain allowing the settings of the suit change with out the man changing it manually.
Without even slowing their pace the Colonel quickly pulled out another clip and loaded his gun subconsciously ready for the next fight.
The commander kept chewing on his unlit cigar,
"Where's Capt. Murphy,"
he yelled irritably,
"I want his team to kick these people off my fuckin' ship!"
"Coming right away sir" a nervous soldier replied. "And where's Cox?" he added.
"I want him up here too! If them damn Colians can wipe out the Flood we've just stepped in shit, followed by deeper shit!"
Capt. Murphy stood up; listening to the intercom, telling him he was needed at the bridge. He was a Spartan, small but strong soldier, capable of the same things the famous Spartan John or commonly known as Master Chief was. He was amazing at the steering of a ship and had, of course, rugged good looks. His reputation was so well known that some of the Colians knew of him and thought of him as a foe to be reckoned with. "Alright apes, this is your time to shine!" He said. They quickly grabbed their gear they then rounded the corner only to be met by the Colian invaders. It was like a Mexican stand off; they just stood their glaring at each other. The Colians reacted quickly by changing into their original body suit, the armor folded down quickly as soon as there guns were raised and leveled at the target. They shot first then asked questions later.
"MOVE!!" Murphy yelled. They ducked behind pillars in the cafeteria putting on their equipment as fast as they could while returning fire, which was very difficult to do considering that the MJOLNIR, was fitted like a jigsaw puzzle. Murphy managed to squeeze off a round or two providing very little cover, as the Colians were in constant moving setting up a mobile, defense, always changing positions so their enemies couldn't get a good fix on them. They attacked swiftly while Murphy called in reinforcements, asking for another platoon. Murphy managed to hit a Colian, but the suit grew back as if it was organic and what looked like healed him. Suddenly the door behind the CI's (Colian invaders) or (Colian Infantry) opened with Sgt. Cox jumping in yelling
"GET DOWN ON THE GROUND!!!!!!!!!"
From where the Colians were this was only minor. One CI turned around while dropping to the ground shooting the firearms out of all of the marine's hands. Another burst of fire went off as another marine fell to the ground, gasping for air. Both USNC commanders wondered, how could they be losing to a team of 6 to 40 (20 in each platoon) and on top of that, when their enemies were surrounded.
Chips of cement and steel sang through the air as the cafeteria looked like Mogadishu in 1993.
"Holy Shit! I'm hit!" someone yelled, "Help me." another cried desperately.
And as 18 of the 40 were dead the CI's hadn't lost one man The battle was extremely intense as the RPG's sang and ripped through the empty air, leaving a trail of blue-white smoke. They waited for the moments when the Colians reloaded but that didn't even work they were hardened killing machines who could load their guns with one hand roughly in 5 seconds while pulling out another firearm.
"Were gonna be extinct soon if we don't get outa here Cox!!"
Murphy yelled.
"I know!!!" Cox replied.
With that short phrase they left the cafeteria only having a forth of the original fighting force.
They were totally exhausted and could not handle a second encounter within the next few minutes. They could still here explosions and zinging of plasma bullets in the air.
The smell of blood and smoke was heavy in the room, the CI's moved quickly without hesitation. They were relentless in training and in battle. They were now considered the elite fighting force in the Universe. Their spirit was high along with their morale, even though they were just infantry and most of all mortal. Colianknights were considered the big cheese over in their world, they were top dog. They had the same uniform to disguise themselves as infantry but inside the equipment were more advanced machines. They had a double layer of shielding and they had many more tracking systems, they had more advanced auto target tracking then the infantry and the suit would tell what the enemy's position was with heat scanning devices. They wielded tough MP5's that could rip you apart. Inside the gun was a whole different story. For the elite CK's (Colianknights) their guns were fitted with custom molding technology, which shaped the gun into a more comfortable feel. How do I know this? I was one.
"OH SHIT!" The commander yelled as he burned out his cigar.
"They've breached the bridge!"
"All men to arms!!!!!!"
the intercom spoke. All the men rushed to the armory. Unfortunately the CI's were close to the armory and on top of that they knew where it was. The Colians knew how important taking the armory would be; if they didn't there would be a lot more gun fighting. But their mission was clear. They had to take the bridge!!! It would not be easy to take the entire bridge and fight off the hundreds of men onboard who, by now should have been well armed.
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