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The story of a marine chapter 8
Posted By: Ugly Wimp<uglywimp@gmail.com>
Date: 6 January 2008, 6:13 pm
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Chapter 8
September 24, 2552 (Military Calendar)/
Halo surface, near Silent Cartographer
Andrew Waldron sat in the seat of the pelican as it roared over the glassy sea. "We are coming up on the LZ. It's hot!" the pilot of pelican Charlie 217 said over the radio. The dropship roared up to the beach and turned around. Ahead, there was a hill of sand from which the Covenant was counter attacking. A marine at the front of the pelican threw a grenade at the forces, blowing several grunts into the water.
The pelican touched down and Waldron got out along with the other marines. He fired his assault rifle into the mess of grunts and elites, all the while trying to dodge sizzling bolts of plasma. A green charge hit dead center in his armor, but since it was the thickest part, he only got a few small burns, and felled the grunt who hit him. A frag grenade arched over his head and landed in the middle of the hill. The explosion all but wiped out the grunts and caused an elite to stagger backwards, its shields depleted. The Master Chief ran up and fired two shots from his pistols into the aliens head, causing it to fall with a mighty roar.
The marines moved ahead, where a large structure created an arch over the beach, and more Covenant were on the other side. An elite jumped out an slammed a marine next to Andrew with its plasma rifle. It issued a mighty laugh, but soon had its skull crushed under and assault rifle, being wielded by the chief
That was close, Andrew thought, I'd better watch out, these Covenant really mean business. He moved up, sprayed a grunt with fire and scanned the area.
"Area clear, all hostile forces eliminated," O'Shea said.
"This is echo 419, somebody order a Warthog?"
"Hey I didn't know you made house call foehammer."
"You know our motto, we deliver."
The pelican touched down and dropped its warthog. The chief ran jumped into the driver's seat. Waldron followed and got on the gun, and a marine named Ryan Link got into the side seat.
"Let's roll," Waldron said. He was happy to face more Covenant; as long as the chief would be facing them as well.
The Warthog drove off along the beach, and soon Andrew spied the green shield of a jackal.
"Jackals!" he yelled and fired the gun at the aliens. The heavy slugs tore through the aliens, and both were taken down. But not far ahead, there was a group of grunts and their elite commander. Andrew fired, pouring lead into their position, flattening grunts and, after a sustained burst, the elite.
The `Hog went up a hill, and a Covenant dropship flew past. Ahead there was a structure, and it was well guarded. The Chief positioned the vehicle so it could provide the most fire and got out. He joined the marines in taking care of the enemies outside the structure. The chief drove the `Hog inside, and they were met by more Covenant. Once they were taken care of, the Chief drove the `Hog down the hallway and turned right, and brought the vehicle slowly down a steep ramp. To the left was door in the wall. The Chief turned the `Hog and got the front wheels through, then the back wheels.
"This may be a tight squeeze," he said. The Warthog shuddered and sparks flew as its wheels made contact with the sides of the passage way. The `Hog exited the tunnel and bounced off the wall. To left, there was another ramp, and at the bottom there was a door… and a more Covenant.
The grunts obviously didn't expect a Warthog to come through the door because they panicked, and were cut down, as was the elite trying to command them. The `Hog drove down the ramp toward the door where a gold elite with a plasma sword stood waiting. The Chief was about to flatten him when the door shut, and the `Hog crunched against it.
"Shit," Waldron muttered as he regained his footing.
"Cortana to Keyes…" buzzed on his helmet radio.
"Go ahead, Cortana. Have you found the control center?" responded the captain.
"Negative, the Covenant have impeded our progress. We can't proceed unless we disable this station's security system."
"Understood. Use any means necessary to force your way into the facility and find Halo's control center. Failure people, is not an option. Good luck, Keyes out."
The Master Chief backed the Warthog up and slowly brought it to the top of the ramp. He drove it down a slope toward the beach, and headed left. Andrew gave little thought to the captain's words, but little did he know it would be last time he would ever hear (or see for that matter) the captain again.
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