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Angels war II stage
Posted By: Javier Fernandez-vina<www.javicuba1212@at&t.com>
Date: 15 October 2003, 9:26 PM


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A giant plasma beam wizzed by.
"Hit the deck!"said a wouded marine.
The explosion from the weapon was like a plasma cannon, it was too big to be a standart plasma rifle.
"It's a hunter" a terrified marine said as he was cut to shreds by the hunter's spike blades.
Blake immidiately picked Angel of the seat and proceded to carry her somewere safe.He heard a marine shout as he shoved a grenade through the armor of the hunter.
"Die, you son of a bitch" yelled the marine as the hunter ripped his head off.
The hunter exploded and drowned in his own gore.
There were now jackals and grunts everywere.He then saw what he was looking for, an emergency casualty room set up by doctors who were themselves wouded.
"Where can i put her?" he asked eagerly.
A medic bathed in blood pointed at a blanket next to some plants, they also had blood stains on it.Blake gently laid her on the blanked.
"You'll be fine Angel, i'll kill some bastards for ya"
He ran out the room looking for a weapon.He didn't have to look hard a couple of plasma rifles layed on the floor, with blue stains on them.He grabbed two.
As he reached the figthing, he heard a commanding office barking at the radio.
"What do you mean you're not ready yet, i can't hold this position much longer".
The voice of captain Wood was heard through the radio.
"You hold or we all die, you understand me son!"
"Yes sir"
"Sir, were do you want me?" Blake asked
"Go take cover were you want, soldier" said the exausted commander.
Commander Black was as strong as a bull, and had a will that defied logic.His jet black hair had been cooked by plasma.
Blake ran along side a couple of marines going into action.
Plasma made them duck for cover.
The room was filled with stationary anti-personel weaponry, manned by marines.Blake got behinnd a machine gunner ang began blasting away at a couple of stupid grunts.
He scanned the room, the aliens were swarming in and began to see that this room would not be so easy to take.He saw an elite being cut appart by a dozen snipers shooting behind tables.Another elite picked up a grunt and activated the grenades in it's belt, then he lunged it at a group of marines.The grunt squealed as he flew and crashed on the floor, he shaked his head unaware of his grenades.Marines cleared the area as the clueless grunt blew up.Blake's rifle stoped shooting plasma.
"Damn, just when you need'em most" he said as he looked around for another weapon.
He picked up a needler.
"Now that's what im talking about".
The needles flashed by at a unsuspecting jackal hiding behind his shield, he droped dead.By now the convenant had begun to regroup and began launching serious attacks.
Suddenly needles plunged into the machinegunner he was covering, the needles exploded into shards finishing him off.
"Shit man" Blake cursed as he moved the lifeless body of the gun.He sat in the gunner's seat and began firing at a bunch of jackals trying to flank him.The jackal's shields gave way to the seventeen calibre rounds, they were nothing short of cannon fire.
A wounded jackal fell from behind a corner and began to wail in pain, a elite showed himself briefly to crack his neck.The jackal had given away their position, they would pay dearly.Blake grabbed the five grenades from the dead gunner, and threw them all into the convenant hiding spot.
He heard yells in their language as the grenades exploded.
The remaining grunts were shot dead by marines.Only one stubborn elite clad in purple armor resisted.He knew his friends had left to prepare another attack and that he was alone.But he was a warrior and foolishly charged plasma gun raised.He barely got to sound his battle cry when the entire room fired at him, he was dead before he hit the ground.
"Convenant swiss cheese muthafucker!" shouted an ODST.
The room erupted with cheers.Marines began picking up convenant weapons, most of them were armed with alien weapons already.A marine took off an elite's armor.
"Check it out, i think it my size" he joked.
They began cheking out the bodies to make sure they were really dead.A jackal howled as he was kicked in the ribs, a marine grabbed a rifle and beat him to death.
"No use wasting ammo" he laughed.
Blake leaned against the wall and rested.
About five minutes into his nap he was woken by captain Wood over the PA.
"You've fougth well today soldiers, now it's time to leave.
The CORTEZ, the cruiser stationed here is loaded and ready to go.In thirty minutes you will all board the CORTEZ, we'll jump into slipspace and get the hell outta here.Good day troops."
Cheereing from the victory now grew, and soldiers began to pack up.A marine ran out of the computer room he looked terrified.
"More convenant of all shapes and colors incoming"
Blake cursed "Shit man how much more do we have to take"
He heard a soft voice "two whole carriers full"
Blake turned around, he saw Angel holding a plasma rifle smiling back at him.
"Lemme at'em" she said.

Here ends Angels war II stage.





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