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Devestation- Chapter One- The Raiding Party
Posted By: Michael<Darkblade45@aol.com>
Date: 26 September 2003, 3:27 AM
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Life....Something so beutiful....yet so deadly
Chapter 1 . . . The Raiding Party
Two hours into our intense training all Brent could think about was what was about to take place at Razz Fort on Tengus, A plant close to the earth's solar system.
They heard that multiple warships were coming to invade the Fort and destroy everything and anything.
Brent continued on his daily laps around the obstacle course, He felt the breeze strike him like a silk was swept across his body multiple times. They did double the training because of the Information
that they received from the ships, about the raids.
Razz was an enormous Fort it had one of the biggest reputations for their Anti-Air guns, It was said the guns could take out massive warships in single shots. This was very hard to believe, but many people said it's true. These guns were about 100 feet high, Two huge shell cannons inside a a dome, which took 15 men to control one of them. It was 50 yards in Diameter. These cannons were huge and very valuable to take out the ships that tried to land at Razz. They could only posses two of these massive cannons. Brent gazed among the cannons in awe looking straight at them while a team was prepared to start making repairs from their pratice use. After every use the cannons must be repaired for it can only shoot 5 times before it overheats and is useless, by this time they need repairs. This was a major downfall to the Razz Fort.
Brent finally got to the end of the course meeting his Drill Sergeant Jack Themes.
"15:00 minutes not to bad kid."
"Thanks Sarge." Brent said Huffing and Puffing from all the running he just accomplished.
Right behind Brent was Private First Class Zack Nicholson, Brent's best friend.
"C'mon Zack I know you can do better!" The sergeant barked as Zack came in at 15:30 Minutes and seconds.
"Sorry.....Sa...r.ge." Zack said out of breath.
"Get your asses to Gun training on the double we've only got about
2 days left before those split-chin assholes get here!"
"Sure Sarge" I said following Zack to the Showers.
"Damn hes getting more and more stressed every day don't you think?" Zack asked Trying to rush himself out of the showers
and started to get dressed before Brent even got there.
"Ya" Brent answered not thinking about it.
"Im getting to the Range cya there!" He mumbled fast while walking outside.
"Ya...whatever."
Highgene was a good thing to work on Brent thought a lot.
Brent finished his shower and got ready to get to the range when loud bangs rang out in the locker rooms.
Brent jumped behind a bench wondering were they came from.
Brent's brother, Sergeant Zander Lane, Walked up the the shower room explaining to Brent why not to hide behind bleachers.
"Dammit you scared the hell out of me!" Brent said breathing slowly trying to relax.
"Heh,Thats my job, im your older brother." Zander said almost laughing.
"Well, I've got to get to the range so I'll cya lata."
Brent ran out of the locker room and into the fields of Razzes Training center.
He took a breath of fresh air and started for the Range.
Razz had only one Training Center due to budget, but A huge wall protected the Outside of the base from ground invasions. Only two huge gates allowed entry into the area. The maker of Razz which is unknown made the place almost
Impossible to breach. Razz had no more then 5 Stories high of any building, An Armory, 10 Building for Marine Quarters, The Training Center, 5 Hangers for the Pelicans, and 4 Building for warthog repairs and production.
The walls laid right outside of the perimeter of the Fort, About 1000 Feet wide and another 2000 Feet Lengthwise.
It had carried about 10 pelicans and around 20 warthogs for easy transport. Tanks were unauthorized at the base due to there destructive abilities. The cannons were in the middle of the base, at the building used for the training center. It literally Stand right inside the training center. The center was built around the cannons originally. The Center had no walls, so it was visible to everyone outside, It went up like a stairwell from the obstacle course to the PT training course, then to the showers at the bottom, the showers and bathrooms had walls thankfully.
The training center was the tallest building at 5 Stories.
But the cannon stood around 15 stories high.
Brent continued to run to the Range waiting to test his sniper skills.
He arrived at the front door for a check-in
"Name?" The officer said
"Brent Lane" Brent said excited
"Head to range 45" There were around 50 ranges for different weapons. 1-20 were pistol, 21-30 were MA5B Assault Rifles, 31-40 Were the Shotgun ranges, and 41-50 Were the Sniper Ranges.
Brent walked up to the range eagerly to get his new Sniper Rifle.
He had a regular issued AR and Pistol with him also, Most marines didn't carry more then 2 weapons but Brent was qualified
for 3 weapons. Not many got this qualification.
The Corporal sat happily with his new SR aiming it at 700 meters from the target.
4 Shots rang out toward the target, 4 more then another 4 until he counted 16 shots.
He brang up the target within viewing range and saw all 16 shots hit the head near the number 50.
"Yes, Hah im pretty damn good" Brent whispered to himself. Soon enough he had to practice his AR and Pistol.
After his Ranges it was almost Curfew: 21:50 curfew started at 22:00
He went to bed and held his AR in his hands.
"2 Years now I've had this." He said Proud
"Don't get cocky" Zander said above his bunk.
"Just proud that's all...." Brent trailed off thinking about his previous battles
He spent every night tweaking his AR to shoot better like the pistol. So far it almost shot every shot in a straight line.
He put it away after 15 minutes of messing with it.
"Hey dude ya know that's against regulations!" Zack said warning him.
"Ya gonna snitch?" Brent asked knowing he wouldn't.
"Neva man!" Zack Whispered. Zack's bunk was right next to Zanders' and Brents'. Zack was on the lower bunk with Corporal Danny Nelmes above him.
"Night' man" Zack whispered before pulling the cover over his head.
"Cya tomorrow pussies!" Zander Whispered Waiting for a response, No one said anything just silent sleeping.
"O well" Zander pulled his cover over his head as well. A few hours later, Brent was in a deep sleep when something hit the floor near him.
"What the!" Brent stood up in bed looking around then at the clock that read 02:24.
Brent saw his AR was missing, He pulled out his pistol and Cocked it.
Soon he found a figure tampering with his AR near the foot of his bunk.
"Freeze!" Brent whispered Harshly
"Hey, im just helping your calculations dude!" It was a PFC.
"Who the hell are you?" Brent asked almost aloud
"Im just a PFC im a technician for the Razz
cannons, I came in here because the raids pretty close."
"What's my gun in this for?"
"I saw you tweaking it before and you missed some
major things that can help out, Like here" He pointed at the newly installed scope of the AR.
"See all you have to do is add a scope from your pistol to your AR and Volia!"
Brent just then realized his scope was missing
"What about the pistol?"
"Get a new Scope that's all."
"And the rest of the squad?" This question popped into his head, not thinking about the regulations.
"Don't worry just get sergeants permission and im sure they all will do the same, Im out of here, get some rest you'll need it!"
The PFC ran out the door and closed it silently, Brent still in a daze from everything still wondering why he helped him
and went to bed thinking of what happened.
The only thing that kept entering his thoughts was the raid that will take place soon.
They only knew about the raid from a squadron of LongSword fighters that spotted the raid with scanners a
week before. They estimated it would come in 7 days, Now only 1 day remained.
He soon got out of bed to a siren going off, a deep red light entered the dark corridors.
Brent grabbed his AR, Pistol, and his SR. Zander grabbed his weapons too, and Zack followed.
They all ran outside watching as the cannons as they were being destroyed in front of their eyes.
Lasers constantly hit the cannons left and right nonstop.
The sleeping quarters sat a few dozen yards from the training center.
They all ran to the sergeant who was already in battle with landing Covenant.
Soon enough the whole marine force was outside battling the covenant crafts.
There was about 5 huge warships and nearly 50 dropships coming in from every side.
About 20 Elite's ran to their position and entered battle almost immediately after they got to the Sarges position
Zander and Zack both shot two clips each into the babardment of Elite's, This was odd because Elites usually travel with
grunts and jackals but not this time. Brent soon followed the suite with his AR and then just about everyone in his quarters
followed the example. The Elites were to much and overpowered the fighting marines, Zander and Zack were fighting
with their bare-hands and so did everyone since the Elites ran up close and personal. A plasma shot went into Zacks back as he fell bleeding instantly.
"Zack! Are you all right!" Brent said as he ran to Zack.
"Yeah...Ill be...just." He replied taking small short breaths while coughing up blood in-between his last words which sent Brent into a furious rage.
"You sons of BITCHES!" Brent yelled as running toward the Elite responsible for the shot.
Zander was soon overpowered by 5 Elites as they beat him to death with their guns. He let out a bloodcurling scream before a Elite slammed his gun into his face killing him instatly
"ZANDER!" Brent cried out.
"Dammit you wimps get a move on!" The Sarge ordered running to Zander.
By the time they took out all the Elites Zander was dead, His whole body had nothing but blood on it from the
Constant hits of the Elites guns.
"God....dammit..." Brent said under his breath almost crying.
About 5 minutes after Zanders death, Brent still on the ground almost in tears.
The cannons both exploded causing a huge atomic explosion.
Brent saw the huge explosion right before his eyes, It was coming at him in a semicircle formation. Before the explosion hit him he saw something, like a foreshadow. Small fragments of pictures flew in front of his eyes.
Pictures of him in a huge warship, He was staring outside with the moons rays shining on the window. Then the ship going toward a ring, and ramming right into it. A huge explosion followed.
Brent soon woke up from this dream breathing heavily.
"What the....hell....was." He said taking constant small breaths.
To Be Continued. . .
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