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  | The Beginning
 Posted By: Duckfoot<120832000@turton-high.bolton.sch.uk>
 Date: 30 October 2003, 4:10 PM
 
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_______________MESSAGE_______________
 ###INCOMING###
 
 From: Colonel J G Johns
 To: Lieutenant H G Thompson
 Send date: *Classified*
 Receive Date: *Classified*
 Subject: Dagon IV
 
 &^^^^^^^&
 Unencrypting Code
 &^^^^^^^&
 
 START MESSAGE
 
 Lieutenant Thompson,
 
 You may have heard of the fall of the Shaft System. We are now pulling back towards earth. I am now requesting that you are present in the final operation in the area. After the covenant found we were retreating, they split their fleet, one part cutting off our fleet, and the other half began glassing our few remaining colonies. Our navigator has set a course for Dagon IV, a mostly icy world. I will only REQUEST your assistance, as I cannot order you to command this mission. I would like you to take nine of your men, and Infiltrate the covenant ship Reach, rescue Captain Archer, and destroy the covenant craft.
 
 Once again, I must stress that I cannot order you to take part in this operation; it is of your own free will.
 
 If you wish to be part of this, then please send me a Note by the fourteenth with names of your personnel.
 
 
 John
 
 END MESSAGE
 
 
 _______________MESSAGE_______________
 
 ###INCOMING###
 
 From: Lieutenant H G Thompson
 To: Colonel J G Johns
 Send date: *Classified*
 Receive Date: *Classified*
 Subject: Dagon IV
 
 &^^^^^^^&
 Unencrypting Code
 &^^^^^^^&
 
 START MESSAGE
 
 
 
 Colonel,
 
 You know very well that I could not resist such a mission. I have chosen my men and I shall include their files with this note.
 
 See you on Dagon IV.
 
 Harry
 
 
 
 END MESSAGE
 
 
 
 ## ATTATCHMENTS ##
 
 File #21-414124
 
 Name: John Smith
 Rank: Lieutenant.
 Gender: Male
 Age: 23
 Role: Rifleman
 
 
 Name: Lucida Arthy
 Rank: Corporal.
 Gender: Female
 Age: 22
 Role: Demolitions
 
 
 Name: Christopher Jackson
 Rank: Sergeant
 Gender: Male
 Age: 35
 Role: Pilot
 
 
 Name: Frank Jones
 Rank: Sergeant
 Gender: Male
 Age: 29
 Role: Demolitions
 
 
 Name: Alexander Johns
 Rank: private
 Gender: Male
 Age: 24
 Role: Warthog driver
 
 
 Name: Gillian Hess
 Rank: corporal
 Gender: female
 Age: 27
 Role: Sniper
 
 
 Name: Gregory Zhan
 Rank: sergeant
 Gender: Male
 Age: 31
 Role: Warthog gunner
 
 
 Name: Tai Klik
 Rank: private
 Gender: Male
 Age: 17
 Role: Close quarters
 
 
 Name: Louise Fright
 Rank: Corporal
 Gender: Female
 Age: 25
 Role: Pilot
 
 
 
 
 "Bring her down Louise!" I screamed over the noise of the pelican engine. We had docked temporarily in a small Delta class cruiser; the smallest in the UNSC fleet. With only 12 archer missile pods and a weak MAC Gun, it was vulnerable to a covenant attack. The second pelican, guided by the expert hands of Christopher Jackson, entered the hangar. As it docked, the other five of my crew spilled out, idle chatter emanating from their midst. From my pelican, Four pairs of eyes stared unwaveringly at me, unafraid of the upcoming mission. "Clear out marines!" I shouted, and before the words had left my lips, the highly trained crew sprang from their seats, and sprinted to follow their comrades, who had reached the hangar door.
 
 The armoury was bristling with excitement as we walked in. There were whispers echoing around the room, eyes following our every move. Tai, our close quarters expert handled a brand new shotgun he had found in a box, and Gillian Hess eyed a .50g snipers rifle, the brand new rifle from Earth. The demolitions people, Frank and Lucida,  picked up hand grenades, and looked towards the tightly sealed fireproof locker in the corner that carried R906G; the high explosive used to fill archer missiles. I picked up my favourite: the M6d pistol. As my men saw my select my weapon, they quickly chose their own and prepared to leave.
 
 I was walking towards the Mess when there was a sudden vibration throughout the ship, and a hissing sound seemed to come from the roof. The intercom sounded out, and shook me as I heard my name mentioned. "Lieutenant Thompson, report to the ###..."  Taking this message to end with bridge, I sprinted to the nearest lift, and ran in slamming my hand on the bridge button. A few moments later, the lift doors hissed open, revealing the bridge entrance directly ahead of me. I entered the door, which closed with a snap afterwards, and the captain stepped out from my side, shocking me.
 
 "Lieutenant, we need a favour," he started" we're near Dagon IV, and there is a covenant patrol ship..." Before he could finish, his eyes switched to the front view pane, and he yelled out. He pushed me into the door from which I had come from, and he followed shortly after, crushing me with his weight. There was a massive explosion, and screams could be heard through the solid titanium door. The captain's actions were quickly explained by a glance at the glass pane that separated the bridge from the corridor. Inside the room, there were bursts of plasma flying towards the crew, burning their flesh and causing them to die a horrendous death. The Captain snatched up his pistol and pressed a red button nearby. An alarm went off and marines went flying past to retrieve their weapons. "Get to your ship!" the captain shouted above the noise, and I hesitantly turned round to tell my crew.
 
 
 
 
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