The story and tales of the UNSC from the Tauri 111 Sector

one hell of a drop

so no shit there I was, dropping into combat as an ODST, armed with my trusty DMR. It was meant to be a quick and clean combat drop against some balls to the walls URF cell who were getting a bit jumpy for HIGHCOMM, so they sent us in. It was a night drop, we couldn't see them and they couldn't see us. Luckily enough, thats just how I like it, as the idiots decided to light up their location and hold there.

Against a guy with a scopeyou can tell how that went, I picked them off nice and clean, we lost no one in the initial assualt.

thats when they came.

the covenant,slipspacing right into orbit, deployed a strike force of numerous grunts, 2 hunters and a couple of kiggies. It was a massacure, in the end it was me, alone, with just my DMR, SMG and combat knife. The enemy had been whittled down to just the zealot and a grunt. I only had 5 rounds left in my DMR. I chose to take out the grunt first, atleast I could kill him with the 5 shots. The Zealot soon tracked me down, into a small corridor. My SMG wouldn't do anything to his shields, I knew that. So I did quite possibly the most stupid and bold thing i've ever done in my life

I charged him, with nothing but a combat knife. He had a big, fat energy sword. It was a brutual struggle, I knew if I got hit once i'd die right there and then, so I tried to focus on dodging at first. In the end, the zealot gave up, throwing his sword away and tried to grab me. He picked me up by the throat, holding me up in the air. Knife in hand, I slowly lifted it up, quickly striking at his Neck. He fell over like a sack of potatoes. I decided to take his head, as a memento for that day. Still have it, hung it up in my personal room at my house.

-unknown ODST

(Not mine)