Im on the fourth floor and i look out the window. Its a long drop. Something i'd rather not fall down from. Shepard and Frost are behind me, opening a crate with something in it. No one knows what, but it was something 627 Dropped of 30 minutes ago. 385 is unhooking a stationary gauss cannon on the roof to fight of enemy air.
The Marines and the Armored got in, but are now rollling down the streets. It's not gonna be a pretty fight but it'll be a strong one. We hooked up a radio on the counter in this room. It's been shouting and crackling static and occasional Marine comms.
"Oh my oh my" Shepard says. Frost lets out a low whistle "What is it?" I want to know. "We have a SPNKr and a .50 Cal MG
I kick the window out and the glass falls all around the plaza. No one is out there yet.
Shepard and Frost lug the turret to the other side of the room and drill it down into the floor.
The SPNKr is on the counter next to the crackling radio.
Tanks firing off in the distance can be heard if you are quiet enough.
A covenant platoon of grunts and Brutes are walking the street we were. "Shit!" Shouts Roxxane "Covies coming down at 9 o'clock!" She screams through our comms.
Shepard grabs the SPNKr and we all run downstairs
I lock a mag into the stock of my BR55 and jump down the rest of the 5 stairs. We can already hear the pea shooters and the whine of plasma weapons and the whoosh of needlers and spikers.
We walk outside and sit behind Jersey Barriers and the covenant plasma pound the concrete
I toss a grenade behind us and plasma pistols and grunt gas packs fly our way and land on the wall. We all turn around and unleash a rain of bullets on the little guys. "Webb!" Downey shouts through the comms
"Blow it!" He says again
A massive explosion of C4 on a neighbooring building forces it to collapse on the covenant. It creates a barricade, and they can't get through. They try to climb it but we make a makeshift ramp and walk onto the skyscraper's remains. All of us shoot them back and take nothing but minor injuries and cuts and bruises when we are done knocking the bastard to where they came from.
"if you ever want more you know where to find me!" Frost says throwing up his middle finger and shooting the only chambered shell in his shotgun into a brutes back.
The ODSTs shoot small bursts into the straglers and late runner's backs. No mercy. We were all trained this way.
One of the pelicans radio into all of us
"Be advised, im seeing something that looks like a ... an army of brutes? I can't tell, im to high! Its defintally something though!"
A bunch of brutes come in like a flood. Behind them are wraiths. Ghosts. Choppers. They're throwing everything. A mixture of curse words all come from us whether it be whispered or yelled, we new we had to make a last stand.
"Bring out the Hogs!" Yelled Shepard
"Are you insane?!?" Screamed Downey "We need to pull back!" He yelled The brutes are pushing fast about half a click away in front of us. Everyone with snipers on the roof and DMRS or battle rifles have already engaged. And these two want to have a dispute. Just great. "Are you willing to do what's nescasary to win L.T.?" Shepard asks him in a raised tone due to the rounds being fired "Then we need to HOLD THIS LINE!" He says turning around raising and firing his SPNKr
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Halo: Flood (Sequel to Purified Hell)
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