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Last Hope For Outpost Bravo: Part 1
Posted By: Spartan5000<theg00se2000@aol.com>
Date: 5 July 2003, 1:21 PM
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0103 Hours, June 19, 2560(Military Calendar)/UNSC Outpost Bravo, location: Quadrant 6, Helio System
Attention, Attention, all marine personnel at full alert. Covenant battleships sighted, prepare for full scale assault. Repeat this is not a drill, prepare for assault. Enact Cole Protocol terms to all navigational and history information. Good luck Marines, Colonel Hacker out.
"Great," said Private Jameson. He was just in the middle of a poker game when he heard the alert on the loudspeakers. "Frawizzle dude, every time we're playin poker it happens," retorted Private Hermy. "But man this is a full scale assault we better get prepared," said Jameson. "For sure homie," said Hermy. Other marines were already suited up and heading up to ground level. Hermy and Jameson headed to their bunks to suit up in their marine uniforms. Jameson looked over at his picture of his wife, Cindy, wondering if he will ever see her again, although every time he got involved with the Covenant he always seemed to come out in one piece. But he always knew never to push his luck. They were just about finished when they heard explosions from above them. It sounded like mortar blasts, but Jameson wasn't sure. "Ahh, crap!" yelled Hermy. Jameson wheeled around to the other side of the bunker to see that part of roof had collapsed and Hermy was bleeding from the head. "Man, are you alright!" yelled Jameson. "Friggin piece of cement hit me in the head, but I'm strait," replied Hermy. "I'm thinkin the attack has begun, knaw mean?" "Yeah we better hightail it up to ground level," said Jameson. Just then cement fell from above and Hermy and Jameson vaulted under the bunks. The cement blocked their ways of escape and then shut out the lights. "Now what we gonna do dude, we stuck!" whimpered Hermy. "I'm afraid all we can do is to wait for some retard to come all the way down here and help two helpless marines," said Jameson. "Man you know we gonna die down here!" yelled Hermy. "Man, chill out!" replied Jameson, "We're gonna just have to wait and... uh, uh, just wish for some rescue teams to come down and help us." "Or maybe some nice Covenant attacking teams huh? They would put us out of our misery," said Hermy. Sounds of rock being thrown down on cement was coming from outside.
"Do you, you think it's them?" Whispered Hermy. "Not sure let's just stay under the bunks just in case," Jameson whispered back. Finally the rocks were thrown away and light was coming from the outside. Jameson and Hermy both closed their eyes because they knew it was the end. Then they were both picked up by the collars and when they open their eyes they were frightened by what they saw. It was a green looking robot figure and very oddly looking. "What were you two privates hiding from?" the strange looking ... thing said. "I thought at least animals on the brink of extinction would be a bit braver, mmm? But, we shouldn't worry about that right now, Covenant are within this facility and I was instructed to drive them out and enact Cole Protocol on the navigational and history systems. On my way down there I heard you two yelling and thought I could use some back up. Do you two have weapons and supplies?" The two privates nodded sheepishly. "Well lock and load and get ready to move out," ordered the green robot. As the green robot started out the opening in the rock pile Jameson bravely asked, "Who are you? Or better yet, what are you?" The green looking robot replied, "I'm Master Chief Spartan-117, you can just refer to me as Master Chief." "Yes sir, Master Chief," replied Jameson and Hermy. "Now hurry up and get your weapons double time," ordered Master Chief. After the two privates were ready to go, Master Chief and the two privates heard the ever so familiar barks of Grunts. Master Chief whipped out his M6D pistol and looked out the clearing in the rock pile to see that three Grunts were sweeping the area with plasma pistols and one with a needler. Master Chief shot three shots in succession into the grunts' heads. Blue alien blood splattered the walls behind were the grunts once stood. "Whoa that was superb, Chief!" yelled Hermy. "Yeah, whatever," said Master Chief. "Stay sharp men this facility is crawling with Covenant. Police those weapons also, we might need them later."
To Be Continued
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