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Halo: The Aftermath pt. 3/5
Posted By: Matthew Buzas<msazub@sbcglobal.net>
Date: 8 February 2004, 6:38 PM
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"Master Chief, I have the evacuation pad ready for the wounded. Airborne pelicans on their way." Cortana said.
"All right," MC responded.
"Remember what the chief said marines, this thing could collapse at any moment!" said Sgt. Engelhard.
"Yes sir!" the marines replied
"Cortana, if this building could collapse," MC whispered to the AI, "Then why are we here?"
"Well, this is the only pad we can use without getting shot down," she replied.
MC looked at his NAV point to show where to go. Only 7-10 stories to go. Suddenly, the building started shaking. He looked out the window. There was a Phantom coming towards them! The plasma turret glowed blue, then red to hot orange. It was about to fire on them!
"Everyone hit the deck!" said sarge.
One marine ducked too late. His right leg was burned off. The plasma was so hot; it fused the skin together from bleeding, as if from a light sword or light saber. The marine screamed in agony.
"Calm down!" said James Hankley, a marine. "You'll live, it's only a leg, and you're not bleeding."
The marine that was shot just entered the Corps. His name is Brock Lantley. What a great way to start, thought MC. As he hauled the injured marine up the stairs, he came up close with a brute.
"Chief . . ." said Cortana
MC took out his battle rifle, and emptied half of a clip into the beast. The beast only howled in anger. All of the other marines, 15 in total, all fired in unison at the beast, with a mixture of pistols and assault rifles. After a long fight of 3 minutes, the beast finally went down. Three marines, including James, and the two other marines, Tommy Gaughan & Mark Stefani, were wounded.
"Cortana, the pelican has landed. Ready for evacuation," said Jason McKay, the pilot.
"Roger that." She replied.
Only 5 more stories were to climb, as well as 10 more grunts, few jackals, and one elite. He took out his silenced SMG's, and shot down 3 grunts in a group.
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Meanwhile, upstairs . . .
Tagag, a grunt, heard the screams of his brothers. This must be the special human I have heard about. Maybe I'll get to kill him, he thought. He told his unit of five to stay in each corner of the room, while he stays hidden in a cabinet. Maybe they could get a few kills before they get killed. The special human finally entered.
Master Chief entered the room quietly. He saw blips on his motion sensor, but couldn't see anything. He pulled out a smoke grenade, and threw it in. He immediately closed the door. He opened the door a minute later. Smoke billowed out, and several marines coughed. There were no more motion sensor blips, only 5 grunts in the middle of the floor, eyes expanded from the smoke. He made sure they were dead by meleeing them in the back. They were. There were still two more grunts, 3 jackals, and an elite to tango with. The two grunts jumped down from a hole in the roof from a fluorescent light fixture. One primed a plasma grenade. The marines immediately backed out. The grunt with the grenade got slammed out the window, with the grenade still on his arm. There was an explosion, followed by a scream. Blood shot up, then back down outside. 3 more stories to go, MC thought.
"We better hurry. They can't wait much longer." Cortana said.
"Roger that." John said. Man, he was ALWAYS being rushed.
The three jackals he had learned about had their backs turned to them. He meleed them, then crushed their heads in to make sure they were dead. There was still one more elite to tackle. ½ a story to go.
"Move it up marines, the pelican . . . the sarge started.
He couldn't finish his sentence. As soon as he opened up the door, an elite commander sliced through his body, killing him.
MC primed a plasma grenade, stuck it on the elite, then closed the door, and backed up 50 feet. There was a loud bang as the door exploded off its hinges. The elite's head was gone; blood spitting up everywhere. The Chief realized the sword was still active, swinging wildly. He took it off the elite's arm, being very careful, and sliced him in four. The pelican was getting ready to take off. He ushered the marines onto the new renovated pelican, with more seats, but wheels instead to land, and it still had the 70 mm chain gun on the back. As soon as they took off, a Phantom dropship shot at them, setting the pelican on fire.
"Prepare for impact!"
*Everything Fades to Black*
. . . TO BE CONTINUED . . .
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