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Devestation- Chapter 5- Friendly Fire?
Posted By: Michael<Darkblade45@aol.com>
Date: 11 October 2003, 8:30 PM
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Chapter 5- Friendly Fire?
Reloading he was worried since Chief was with him and 3 other marines that Zander and the rest may not be so lucky. Chief ordered them to take head back to the bridge and stall the dropships while him and Brent got to the control center, They were pushed back by masses of covenant back to where they started.
Chief knocked down another 2 grunts then threw a grenade while reloading. 3 more jackals got caught in the blast dying instantly. Brent knew Chief had it under control but still shot a few round into a jackals back. Brent was on the other end of the door waiting for more covenant with master chief knocking them off from the other side. The other 3 marines were snailing there way around the room searching for anything salvageable. They killed at least 20 covenant in the way to get here. Chief did most the work, Brent got in a few kills he still didn't think any of the marines got any kills. The marines were hunched over an Elite at this time.
"Touch it man, C'mon! Wimp." A corporal egged a private to do so.
"It might jump at me!"
"Chiefs' right around the corner! C'mon"
"Fine Fine!" The private touched the Elite then kicked at it, He soon grabbed his gun and by this time the Elite's fingers were moving toward a gun. With 5 shots to the chest it could barley breath. Taking its last breaths to kill another marine it raised the gun. With the privates back to it and so were the other 2 corprals it shot missing the private and scaling his helmet
"Dammit I told you its alive!" Both corporals turned around and aimed the guns without firing.
"Whatcha waiting for?" Thr pirvate was nervous.
"Its dying, Rather let it suffer, Little bastard killed my friends. Deserves it"
"C'mon man if you were in its shoes, Wouldn't you just like a shot to the death?" The Corpral sympathized for it.
"How the hell do you always convince me?"
"Dunno guess I'm smarter or something."
"Ha ha very funny." The corporal shot a round into its head killing the Elite. The private still nervous checked his back until there were at Chief and Brent's position.
"Anything?"
"Few Grenades, Lots of AR ammo, very little Shotgun ammo, and even some plasma grenades." Chief was smiling under his helmet, He needed the AR ammo and definitely need some grenades. The private equaled 1 grenade each and 2 plasma grenades each. The filled everyone up on AR ammo. One of the marines took the shells for his Shotgun.
"Seems like there taking a break from trying to get in here, We might as well too." Chief laid down his gun for once and let out a sigh. He sat down and so did everyone else. Brent was remembering the scene that took place only a few minutes ago.
(10 mintues ago)
"OK dammit I'll go Brent you stay!"
"But!" Brent knew Zander might die.
"I'm your older brother dammit you've got your whole life!"
"I don't plan on living it without you!" Arguing continued because of the masses of Covenant dropships heard above. Brent and 3 marines were ordered to stay behind while everyone else took a chance on dying trying to bored the ship and then it was nothing from there on.
"Argh, dammit Zander! I'm not a boy."
"I'm older, Now lets go!" Zander was followed by Foster and Zack with another team of about 14 marines into the dark hallways. 4 marines were found in the mass of covenant already at the room they entered. Brent was staring at the still breathing Elite soon to put out of his misery by a corporal.
"Damn you..." Brent said under his breath. The already angered corporal was now ordered around to guard the door, This didn't help from Master Chief. Chief brought a few supplies to Brent and himself before another Wave of covenant were piling at the door. Brent snapped back to his real time and felt a presence from the door. He pointed at the door but Master Chief was already up and aiming for the door. Brent walked up to it opening it automatically. Something caught Brent's eye but wasn't long enough to figure out what it was. Brent stayed at the door as Chief walked in checking the now lite ceiling and walls, He knew something wasn't right and wanted to find out what. The hallway lead straight to a door with no structures in the way.
"Couldn't have been something....nothing moves that fast."
"Sir, I saw something and I know it."
"Don't worry about it it'll be OK for now."
"But, sir-"
"Hey might wanna see this!" The private pointed to the ceiling, There was a grunt stuck to the ceiling, It seemed to be moving but slowly. A corporal pulled out his gun and shot two pistols bullets into the grunt allowing it to fall.
"Something's up, This grunt didn't get up there by his lonesome." The Corporal said suspicious of something. Brent eyeballed the ceiling before Chief got his attention.
"Well, whatever it is just be careful." Brent was back to staring at the door then to the ceiling constantly. Before he could get a minute of sleep he was alarmed by nearby gunfire.
"What the?" Brent stood up watching the door, gun armed. Chief was at his side, the 3 marines behind them.
"Go go go, head inside now." Everyone did as instructed and went further inside and toward were Zander and the rest were most likely were now. Brent aimed up when he entered outside, A warthog was flipped upside down upon there arrival. Two marines flew out and died on the impact of the hit. Without a second of thought Chief grabbed the Warthog and with tremendous strength flipped it upside right and hopped in.
"I need one gunner the other 2 marines grab the ghosts." A Coincidence that 2 ghosts were nearby. They hopped in and so did Brent shotgun of Chief. They rode with no gunfire and no covies nearby. By this time Chief had sped up thinking that the covenant might have tried to run. He soon rode upon a fallen dropship smashed into a hill that was near a frozen waterfall to the back farthest away from the structure the control center was in next to another 3 Covenant Dropships.
"Well, they didn't go down without a fight." Brent exclaimed. Chief stopped nearby and jumped out waiting for something to go wrong. He heard a radio signal from the Last Pride.
"All Personel...(Static)....ted around the site of Be...(Static).....attle seems to be in our....(Static)....our do not advance on any coven...(Static).....od might be a tremendous...(Static)....uation so please be carful in att....(Static).....nt do not advance I repeat." Static rang out for the last time before sparks flew and destroyed the radio.
"Looks like we stay still, First we gotta find some more backup and all the others I sent out." Chief climbed back into the wheel and drove straight for the entrance to the huge structure at the bottom of it then stopped around 30 feet back.
"What's up?"
"Something's up all right, See that covenant?" an Elite was standing still near the top of the strucutre.
"Yeah sitten' there...."
"Well, look at the grunt advancing toward him, Grunts usually don't advance like that on allied Elites."
"Whatcha mean?" The grunt suddenly took fire on the Elite standing in a daze, The Elites shield soon dropped and another Grunt and Jackal assisted in the kill.
"Whoa...What the hell?"
"See something's wrong."
"Just a hunch, think that the Covenant are turning against each other? Remember how the Command said that Covenant are made up of different races? Maybe there finally fighting back."
"Some reason seems reasonable but I doubt that..." Chief had fear come out in his voice, Brent had never heard that before. Chief was interrupted from the grunts of 3 Elites running to their position with 4 jackals behind them.
"Watch it!" Chief threw 2 grenades strategically, 1 frag and another plasma. The plasma landed straight on a Jackals leg while the frag blew the jackals straight into the Elites igniting the plasma grenade, killing the Elites. Chief crouched down aiming straight at the dead enemies that lie in front of him. Two more jackals followed by a army grunts ran to the scene only to met a barrage of bullets. The Jackals shields knocked most shots into the air but Chief managed to get a shot to their leg causing them to raise there shield and be shot dead. Brent shot straight at the pack of grunts, Brent realized to late that a jackal was in the group and raised his shield toward Brent's aim and caused a stray bullet to ricochet and hit a marine in the leg.
"Pull back!" Chief ordered and the marines and Brent followed carrying the marine on his back. The marine shot from Brent's back as Brent ran to the nearest vehicle. He set the wounded marine next to warthog and shot into the wave of grunts. He kept thinking why there were no Elites, if there was any they'd might as well be dead. Brent took down anther 5 grunts and reloaded as Chief threw a plasma connecting on a grunts face, The grunt ran around screaming for help but ended-up exploding. The marines were shooting and reloading nonstop and so was Brent, as useless at it was. The grunts seem to keep coming at them. Brent hopped into the 50 cal taking heat from the plasma shots. Shooting into what was left of the grunts he killed at least 20 and still was having trouble.
"Where do they keep coming from!?" A marine screamed as the grunts around now 20 walked liked zombies toward the warthog while being shot down. Before Brent or anyone could enjoy the fact that they finally destroyed a whole armada of grunts at least 10 Elites rounded the corner and stepped around the graveyard of grunts straight toward Brent and Chief. Chief knew this wouldn't be easy but before he could say a word he saw something, something that he hoped to god only he was imagining.
To Be Continued...
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