A Spartan, stronger in both mind and body than others due to more aggressive enhancements, surveyed the skirmish before him. A small contingent of Marines were attempting to defend a forward operating base from enemy forces. He then began identifying the enemy forces. A pack of Brutes led by a Chieftain with a Gravity Hammer were the first Covenant forces he spotted.
"Better not get too close." The Spartan mused to himself. He then noticed the groups of Grunts accompanying the Brutes "Can't do too much harm, better to take out the big guys first and then these chumps." He remarked rather casually.
Suddenly, he heard the signature sound of a Hunter's assault cannon charging and quickly rolled to the side and into cover while the shot hit the ground where he had been standing moments before.
"Great, so now they have Hunters, I should warn those marines." However, realizing that alerting the Marines would cause them to focus their fire on the Hunter instead of the Brutes and Grunts which could allow them to be overrun by them.
Deciding upon a course of action, the Spartan primed a grenade, tossed it at one of the Hunters, and pulled out his rocket launcher.
"Hmmm, I've only got four shots, better conserve them if I want something powerful to use on that Chieftain." Spotting a forklift and some fusion coils, he decided to lure it near them.Running as fast as he could, he reached the building behind the forklift and fusion coils. As the Hunter neared the objects, he fired off a rocket and detonated the forklift and fusion coils, the combined explosion killed the Hunter rather quickly. He soon had to fight again though, as the other Hunter soon charged at him. He quickly rolled to the side to dodge the attack, and then he jumped on its back and proceeded to rip out a few handfuls of the worms that that composed the Hunter. Then he jumped off and took a moment to watch the Hunter collapse, dead. He then very quickly pulled out his rocket launcher and fired two rockets at the brute Chieftain, which exploded and killed it. The other Brutes immediately singled him out and began firing at him.
"Oh crap!" He yelled out as he ran to cover. "That sure pissed them off." He muttered as he pulled out his Assault Rifle. He soon shouldered it and pulled out his rocket launcher as soon as he realized that all the grunts were bunched up together.
"Shoot one, get a chain reaction from the nades." He chuckled. He fired the rocket, then took the launcher and threw it at a nearby brute with enough force to kill it. Meanwhile, the rocket had successfully turned the grunts into piles of blood, body parts, and weapons. He then turned to the remaining 5 remaining brutes and pulled out his shotgun, ran up to a captain, and punched his fist through its throat, killing it instantly and splattering its blood everywhere.
"Good thing my armor's red, otherwise I'd look a bit….odd." He jested to himself. He then ran up to another brute and blasted its skull off with his shotgun,then disemboweled another brute who decided to come too close with a blast from his shotgun. Suddenly, a spike grenade detonated next to him, disorienting him and dropping his shields, allowing a Brute to shoot him with several spiker rounds in his right arm and left leg, causing him to groan in pain and whirl around and blast the offending brute in the face, killing it. He than ran up to another and punched it in the gut with enough strength to disembowel it and then he punched through its throat to end its suffering. He then shouldered his shotgun and limped over to where the marines were and radioed for an evac. While waiting, one of the Marines, specifically a Sergeant, spoke up.
"Hey Alan, thanks for the help."
"No problem, Chris."The Spartan, now revealed to be Alan-191 responded. The evac arrived within a few minutes and they all boarded the Pelican and headed back to base.
