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Spartan 5 Project by Tyler Sivertsen
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Spartan 5 Project
Date: 14 June 2002, 1:29 am
LOCATION: PoA
DATE: MAY 14, 2081 1800 HOURS
My name is John and I am a marine. I am making this journal in hopes it will one day it maybe entered into the marine archives and people will be able to see what it was like in the war.
LOCATION: HALO
DATE: JUNE 4, 2075 0400 HOURS
It was dark outside as we loaded the captured supplies from our raid on a covenant supply station. We were almost done when all of a sudden a door opened and at least 7 elites and 4 hunters came out and opened fire on us. KAPOW, KAPOW the snipers on the hill side strategically eliminated 2 of the 4 hunters. I ran to the closest rock, took out my shotgun, snuck up behind one of the hunters who was facing the other way and blew his soft orange stomach out his front and splattered organs over the rock in front of it. That got the hunters attention and as he swung his arm to hit me a sword elite jumped, missed me and accidentally plunged his sword through the soft, orange vital organs of the last hunter and into a concrete wall. While the elite hopelessly tried to pull the sword out I walked up behind him and he looked at me, I gave him a nice smile and blew his head off. When I stood up I realized how well trained the marines were as they used there shotguns, MA6B assault rifles, sniper rifles, m60s, and updated plasma rifles against the heavily armored elites. The POPPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOPOP sound of the two heavy gunners and their m60 assault rifles blowing away the last remaining enemies. That was the last of them the sergeant said. Then one of the thought to be dead elites pulled a plasma grenade and threw it at me but it missed. I took my shotgun and BANG I blew his head in two and blue blood splattered everywhere. By then it was too late to see where the grenade had landed. The explosion sent one of the dead hunters into me and I was knocked out. When I woke up both my legs, 11 ribs, and my back were broken.
I was rushed back to base as soon as possible but the doctors said there was no hope for me unless I went through an almost suicidal program called the SPARTAN 5 PROJECT. It took 78 days to build, install and grow all the necessary enhancements to make me the ultimate warrior. I was the first human ever to live through the process. I had been promoted to Master Chief.
3 Years later
LOCATION: HALO
DATE: JANUARY 20, 2078 1400 HOURS
"Master Chief, Master Chief we've found the enemy motor pull. They have 12 banshees, 17 ghosts, 3 wraiths, and 3 drop ships and a number of grunts, elites, jackals, and hunters". Good, we should head out if we want to get there before night. Have Full Hammer bring in five warthogs, two M808B Scorpion tanks, and about 20 marines. Full Hammer this is Sgt O'Connell come in we need that stuff right now. Rodger that, I'm on my way. Chief I have a visual on Full Hammer. Ok tell her to land right there. KABOOM. What the hell was that?
(Full Hammer 1) we are under attack, I repeat we are unde-KABOOM....
(Sgt O'Connell) they're gone.
(Chief) what do we do now?
(Marine 1) Bugs we got bugs coming in.
(Chief) crap, they're going to pay.
(Chief) sniper team 1 can you see any thing???
(Sniper 1) I have 21 elites, 7 blue, 9 red, and 5 gold. I also see 35 grunts, 19 jackals, and 2 hunters.
(Sgt) we wont live through this.
(Chief) yes we will.
(Marine 5) I see the reinforcements. Some of the marines made it.
(Marine 2) oh god no it burns it burns oh god it burns
(Marine 6) you want some you want some, well then have some BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG you filthy pieces of crap.
(Elite) all humans will die.
(Chief) not an my lifetime, and say hello to my shot gun KABOOM
the elites insides are blown out the front of him and he drowns in a puddle of his own blood.
(Reinforcement 1) we're here what do now sir?
(Chief) Find cover and give them hell.
(Squad) YES SIR.
(Sgt) I just called in an air strike sir.
(Chief) Good
(Elite) AAAARRRGGGGHHH die die die HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
(Chief) Bang Bang Bang
Elite after elite goes down until they retreat to some cover. However the grunts just keep running which ticked off the elites who then shot all the cowards.
Then the Jackals lined up so there shields overlapped then the elites got up and used them as cover.
They slowly moved up shooting every thing that moved. Out of nowhere a big green ball of plasma hit a warthog being reloaded and flipped over crushing 2 marines. When we flipped it over we saw one had neck snapped around, the other had the chain gun through his middle. Those blasted bugs.
Colonel Andrews stood up to through a frag grenade just as a plasma round penetrated the left side of his head and warm, red blood and brain matter splattered on the marine behind him. The marine said screw this and ran off in the other direction but he didn't get far because the other hunter who was sneaking up behind us gored him with his shield.
(Marine) what the hell is that sound.
(Chief) Take cover the bombers are here.
KABOOM KABOOM KABOOM
When we stood up all that was left was the charred remains of the elites, jackals, and some very unfortunate grunts. We did it I said. Ahhhhh I turned around to see marine floating in midair with a plasma sword sticking out of his chest. Invisible elites the marine to the side of me said. Oh god noooooooo the marine was turned to ash as one of the new covenant prototype EMP DRACON CANNONS hit him. We were being slaughtered and we couldn't even see what it was. Then I saw one as his invisibility shield depleted so I took the shot. BANG, I shot him point blank with my shotgun in his stomach and blue him in half. Get in the warthogs and lets get outa here I said. We all made a mad dash to the warthogs and tanks and as we drove away we fired our tank shells and warthog rounds into the enemy forces. When we were a safe distance away we got out and did a body count. Sir we had 27 but we lost 7 of them. Crap, well where going to have to go for the motor pool in the morning so when we go back well see if we can find any survivors. Go back sir? Yes. Do you have a problem with it? No sir. Good. Now go inform the troops were going back tomorrow and have them set up camp.
LOCATION: HALO
DATE: JANUARY 21, 2078 0300 HOURS
We headed out as soon as possible to try and catch the covenant asleep. We were lucky because we were on a cliff that surrounds the motor pool so we had high ground cover. All right men back the warthogs up to the edge so the gunners have a better line of sigh but keep them spread out. Then I want the snipers to take out the jackals and hunters shooting at the warthogs. Do you two see those banshees over there? I want you to blow those banshees up with a rocket launcher before they take off. On my signal unleash hell. FIRE. POPOPPOPOPOPOPOPOP BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG BOOMBOOMBOOMBOOM. The covenant begin running around trying to figure out what to do. The elites begin going for any banshees and ghosts left and try to retaliate with the jackals and grunts as backup. One of the banshees that got through. Shoot that banshee down now I said. Yes sir. And a marine turns his chain gun where to where the banshee is and blows it away. Sir all the banshees and ghosts have been destroyed. Good. What do we do now? Send 5 men with shotguns in and secure the perimeter. You 5 go in a warthog and secure the area. Yes sir. I want to tell you all something about me. You men may think u know me but the truth is this and I quote "If I send a million men into battle and only 1 prevails with the mission objectives accomplished I don't care about the casualties. Why? Because I sent those men to get the job done, and it did get done."
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