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the battle for Alanna 3
Posted By: mr lucky<mstrunk@cox.net>
Date: 22 April 2004, 12:03 AM


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Back in the field Scott watched as the marines got off the 120 some drop ships that it took take them all here. He watched some marines from Mikes alpha platoon get off of their pelican; he had seen these men before on many, many occasions they were from the company he was from commanded by Mike. These marines bore special markings. By the time all the marines and ODSTs had gotten off their ships a perimeter had been established they were ready push forward. When the air strike that had been promised was delivered, the humans had time to get orderly and ready to move out. This is when the marines that Scott saw previously pulled out their rockets launchers more commonly known as jack hammers and fired a special rocket called an inferno. Scott followed their cotton trails down; they were three feet away from the enemy when they burst apart. From the rockets sprayed napalm covering every thing. Grunts, jackals, elites, and hunters alike ran around screaming as flesh was burned off the bone. The running aliens set others on fire and panic and flames spread like a virus. Then smarter more intelligent elites caught on to what was happening and began kill those on fire and any ill-fated enough to be close to ones on fire. During the moment of crisis the humans closed on the covenant. Sniper fire was heard in one loud volley tearing through the covenant ranks. Scott zoomed in with his pistols on a grunt closest to him, a near by elite had its brains blown through the back of its head by a sniper. Bam the grunt dropped like a rock, Scott pivoted and pumped two rounds into a jackal about to fire on some marines the bullets easily ripped the soft flesh. An ODST next to him was hit in the face by some plasma bolts when he fell his face was a burnt crater in his head. Scotts pistols fired rounds into a group of covenant advancing on the humans. Jackals were out front providing protection with their shields for the grunts and elites behind. Bullets found gaps where there were no shields a spray of blood marked when a jackals head had come off when it neck was wreaked by 50. cal slugs it veins spurting blood on its comrades. That when a few shotgun blasts from someone took them apart and what ever was left fell to Scott. Scott watched as a group of ODSTs were eradicated from a fuel rod cannon blast from a leviathan of a hunter that in turn died from a rocket. Taking cover be hind a rock Mr. lucky issued a few short orders and then turned to put a blast from his battle rifle into a elite before going back to issue orders as he reloaded.
Filthy excuse for life forms, Mike thought, go get another race to play with were here to stay. Several years ago humans thought they were alone in the universe in till the covenant showed up saying our destruction was the will of the gods. He unloaded an entire clip in an elite it fell with entails falling from its mangled chest. Thats when he heard a deep rumbling and a sudden increase in the sounds of human weapons, the rest of the division had arrived. The covenant had already thrown their weight in our direction, where they were expecting to lay a trap instead they got caught in one. Mike turned and opened fire on a group of grunts killing them all swiftly. To his right he saw the Spartan stoic and unrecognizable, face less. Who ever that is hes one hell of a solider Mike thought. A scorpion crashed thru the edge of the forest unloading on the covenant, with bodies flying every where they died quickly.
Shic-chic, the sound of a shotgun loading next to him startled Scott next to him was a fellow marine, Lance a another platoon commander in the same company as Scott. He leveled his shot gun to an elites head and fired the pellets made its shields flare when a second blast flayed off flesh that left the elite faceless. A small group of grunts screamed as they died their corpses flying through the air in wild arcs. The only parts of them that were left were small pieces of their armor and various limbs that lay strewn about. Nice grenade lance, said Scott amazed

to be continued





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