U.N.S.S. & Elemental Arts [COMPLETE]

Chapter 5

-The Final Fight-

The 700 unsc ships entered Nations 1's outer space zone. While nearing the upper atmosphere above the world below I saw several couple Reaper ships orbiting a few hundred meters in front of us. "Fleet break-off in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1." The Ops officer said, just as the 400 frigates broke off and their defense turrets start firing at the enemy ships.
"Descend to 10,000 feet helm,'' I said, watching the battle to the left of me.
"Aye, sir." The pilot pushed the yoke forward and set the computer to auto thrust which allows the ship's engines to give less or more power depending on if it's going down or up. "Entering the lower atmosphere." I looked down from the front window and saw my city in devastating ruins.

"Sir, 1 command bucket and 5 Reaper ships are coming up from the left." One of the defense turret operators said.

"Lock target emitters," I said, crossing my arms. I heard computer sounds, control tiles, and buttons being pressed tapped on.
"All targets locked sir." Said the Ops officer, looking up from the screen.
"Fire."
All 20 rail gun turrets started firing at the ships while seven more Moon class destroyer frigates did the said.
"Lunch all fights and drops ships," I said, looking at the other frigate doing so. All 20 of the two side hangers doors opened, as well as the dropship bays below. As the frigate emptied, we moved, taking hard and violent shudder after shudder. "What's that?" I asked, trying to stay on my feet.
"The Reapers are returning fire! A lot of fire." The Ops officer yelled over the ship getting blasted as he climbed back to his chair.

"Intensify to high deflector shields." He nodded, moving to slide a touch tile up. "How is the drop going?"
"We are clear now sir," the Helm said.
"Perfect. Evasive maneuvers! Fire arch missiles. I said, pointing to the screen. the frigate moved around a little and gave the Reaper ships a full shower of yellowish orange endless energy bullets at the last two ships. I walked over the left back side of the bridge where the circular glass table surrounded by 2 glass interface touch walls. "All batteries, target that command bucket," I said pointing at the glass touch walls. The frigates turrets aimed and fired at the cruiser and a few seconds later it started breaking apart and fell from the sky in crumbling flames.
"Sir. Scanner says there are no more Reaper ships in this area." Ops said, I nodded and uncrossed my arms.
"First Son we've been ordered to head to the mountain launch bay hangars of the city."
"Chart a course and take us there immediately," I said, fearing for my friends and the hundreds of older kids and teens working there.
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We quietly arrived and made stationed cross by the mountain hangars. "Helm. you've got the con. I'm going down there." I said, starting a walk to the exit.
"Sir. If you make a stop at the armory on level 5, there is new zip line gear. You look like it's about to fall off." The security teen officer said, standing at the door. I smiled nervously, nodding the walked out the bridge.
I took the stairs down the armory, still disliking the elevators. "I'm here for the new zip line gear for my Tron suit please," I said, looking at all the weapons, Spartan gear, and leather armor gear that overdrive operatives wear.
"Of course First Son. Here you go." Said the armory officer, getting one of them out and handing the belt attachments along with the zip line gear. It felt a little more comfortable on than my other one. The touch screen in the room when on and I saw the helm officer.
"Sir. You better take a look at this." He said and the screen changed. I quivered in sadness at the new sight. Just as Siobhan told me, 3 Reaper ships were firing red death rays at the hangar bay doors.
I, can't leave.

I started to run back to the bridge. "Activate the Mac. Lock on target and fire." I said as I ran inside. I heard the weapons at the front of the frigate charge and the yellow beam bullet fired at one of the ships, it disintegrated into fireballs. The bullet beam fired two more times and Just as the last Reaper ship designated, one of the bay doors crumbled apart.
"Transporter Room? beam me into the hangar. I said on my shoulder G4.
"Standby. Locking on your signal." A lady said in a bored tone. A few seconds later yellow light formed around me.