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Percy POV
We landed all within ten feet of eachother on half-blood hill. "pop the pods, stay together and engage the enemy!" I ordered.
"yes sir" they replied in unison. We then poped the pod and grabbed our weapons. We all have magnums as sidearms. I have a battle rifle, Zoe has a DMR, Luke and Ethan have assault rifles (the Halo.CE Ones).
I saw a grunt on lookout to make sure they're not flanked. I took aim and shot. The three rounds went straight through his head. We then started to advance up the hill, killing grunt squads (7 grunts and 2 jackals) and elites whenever encountered.
When We made it up the hill, we saw the camp in chaos. Some of the cabins were on fire, and the plasma pistols of the grunts were eating through the surviving demigods' shields. "Break formation and fire at will?" Zoe asked.
"No, stay in formation, but fire at will." I command.
On that que, we moved down the hill. When we reached the bottom of the hill, we took cover behind a fallen log.
"What's the plan, boss?" Asked Luke.
"We stick together. Move throughout the camp and take out all covie forces."
"yes sir," they all said in unison. "on my mark" I said, "Mark!".
We then ran out from behind the log and fell into the "circle formation" (they form a pentagon with them at the points) and started shooting The enemy when a phantom (drop ship) desired to send in reinforcements. The drop shop dropped two grunt assault squads (6 grunts, 1 elite) and a ghost. Within a few seconds, the units were killed. We eventually killed all the covenant forces.
I know it was a horrible ending, but consider it a spit chapter.
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Percy 117
FanfictionPercy Jackson is a Spartan, but not the Spartan your thinking about. Percy is the master chief. This is his story.
