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Scope (Chapter 5, An Ice Cube's Chance in Hell)
Posted By: The Silver Spartan<Crazy_Carl_6@hotmail.com>
Date: 27 April 2004, 5:13 PM
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Chapter 5, An Ice Cube's Chance in Hell
Author's Note: Please post some titles I could use for my chapters with the word 'hell' in them in the comments section. And next chapter there will be more action, I promise!
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0900 Hours, September 26, 2552 (Military Calendar) /
Loctn: Atop a ridge, 28.3 km west UNSC Base / (Compound 022)
Off. Des. (Alpha 2, Located / (Inner Colony 18), (Planet Tylon)
Staff Sergeant Diego Sanchez and Corporal Michael Moore lay silently atop a large ridge overlooking a valley, their weapons at the ready. Off to the side of this valley was a battered Warthog armed with enough C-12 High Explosive to level a small army. The trap was set; the bait was ready, now all they needed was the patrol of Ghosts to seal the deal. The Ghosts started to crest the hill...
Lieutenant Colonel Steele and six ODSTs crested the hill on four M-14 Warbow ATVs that they had salvaged from what was left of their base camp, Alpha 2. Lieutenant Steele spotted a battered old Warthog in the middle of a valley.
"Hey, look sharp there's an abandoned 'Hog over there!" Steele yelled over the noise of the All-Terrain-Vehicles.
"Oh yah! I see it sir! Lets go check it out!" One of the ODSTs, Shawn Deptula, said excitedly. "Maybe there are some more people that survived!" Shawn was the Base's best scout and very good at tracking people.
"No shit Sherlock they were probably from the assault wave of vehicles that were sent out!" Quipped Josh Detzel, Josh was Troy's brother; they were deployed together because they were brothers as the UNSC put siblings together.
Shawn punched Josh in the side and yelled a curse that was lost in the noise. "Dude when we get back home..." Shawn muttered.
"What you gonna do rape me?" Josh said in a mocking tone. "I can't wait—"
"Boys! Knock it off!" Steele said, a hint of danger in his voice. They arrived at the LRV a couple of seconds later and skidded to a halt a few of meters away. "Careful! It could be a trap." Steele motioned Matt Schalcom Jack Whaling to check it out. Matt reached it first.
"Its clear!" he replied proudly.
"NO! Stop!" Jack yelled as they started to approach. "Its rigged to blow! Someone set the fail-safe for On Zulu!"
"That means they're probably watching us, and judging by the way were not all fried I think they're friendly! Matt added in.
"Wow! Are you related to Einstein?" Troy said sarcastically as he whacked him in the back of the head.
"Stop it, I'm warning you two!" Steele said in his cold voice.
"Sorry sir!" They said at the same time.
"Alright we need some way to contact them, the COMM is out, because the Covenant will be monitering the bands for surviving humans.
Meanwhile Shawn was looking at the ground intently. "Hmm it looks like two people went this way." He pointed at a fresh set of tracks. "One was a lefty and one was a—"
"Who cares? There are survivors!" Pvt. Williams yelled and took off up a hill.
"No! Stop!"
"WAIT! Don't blow it up! The Corporal yelled at Diego, who was clutching the detonator tightly. "Hold on, they're friendlies, oh my god! It's Steele, he lived!"
"What! Give me that!" Diego took the scope from Moore and looked through it. There was Steele! He was still alive! Beside him here six troops, they appeared to be ODSTs by their armor. Oh there was Pvt. Williams! And the Detzel Brothers! He thought. He didn't recognize the others but they must have been from the Freedom of Liberty
"We got to meet up with them!" Mike said excitedly.
"Diego saw them again and saw a brown haired kid reach into the Warthog. "NO DON'T TOUCH IT" Diego yelled as loud as he could. The kid stopped and got a puzzled look on his face. He looked around for him but couldn't see him on top of the ridge. "Over here!" Diego yelled again. They all looked in their general direction. Mike and Diego started down the hill.
Matt Schalcom started to reach inside the Hog. Every one looked up as someone yelled for him to stop. Puzzled he backed away from the Warthog. They looked for were the voice had come from but couldn't see. "Over here!" The mysterious person yelled. They all looked up and saw two people run down a ridge toward them.
Troy snapped his shotgun up at them along with everyone else.
"I don't like this..." Josh said under his breath.
Once the two figures got closer the Lieutenant recognized them as Staff Sergeant Sanchez and his new spotter.
"Well if it isn't my man S-Dog and his friend!" Troy announced loudly.
Diego looked at him and shook his head pretending to be disappointed. "Oh man its only you guys... Sir! He added the honorific at the end.
Steele nodded appreciatively and added, "I don't think everyone here has met, introduce your selves boys."
"Private First Class Shawn Deptula, A company!"
"Private Kevin Williams, B company!"
"PFC. Jack Whaling, D company!"
"Private Matt Schalcom, A company!"
"Corporal Josh Detzel, B company!"
"Troy Detzel, the best mother fuckin shotgun slinger in B company. Oh yah that's right I'm a Sergeant." He shot a mocking look over at his brother. Josh punched him.
"Screw you, Sir!" Josh said. He hated addressing his younger brother as sir.
"Boy do I have to court marshal you?" Troy said in a mock of Lieutenant Colonel Steele's voice.
"Both of you knock it off!" Steele interrupted them. "And no, I don't sound like that." He laughed. "I believe you all know me by now."
"Corporal Michael Moore, C company!"
"Staff Sergeant Diego Sanchez, B company!"
"Alright now that we know each other, lets think of a plan. First of all the Ships are gone as you all know, and our Pelican has no Shaw-Fujikawa Translight Engines, so we need to get to a ship that does." He checked his Scanner and replied. "Ah! There's a science ship with Slipspace Drives good, Oh wait, bad they are not fully functional, are any of you good at mechanics?"
"I am a mechanic, sir!" Replied PFC Whaling. "How far away is it?"
"It is docked in the atmosphere about 25 clicks away."
"Hah!" I can get us there in ten minutes replied Troy, motioning to the vehicles. Troy was known for speeding back on Earth, more like going 120 on the highway systems.
"Uhh, we have a problem, the Warthog is busted it's missing the F1, U7, C14, and U21 fuses. We could take them from the ATVs."
Matt ran off to get the fuses from the Warbows, eager to help. He took them and on the way back tripped. "Ahhh!" He yelled as he crashed to the dirt. He picked up his hand and saw blood dripping from it. Three of the fuses had broken.
"Nice job dumbass! You broke 'em! Troy said in disgust. "Now we have to use the ones from another one! What a waste!"
"I'm sorry I didn't see the root there. We can just get m—"
"No, the fuses weren't a waste you are!"
Matt got pissed. "What? You want to go pretty boy?" Matt yelled.
"Both of you shut the fuck up!" Diego yelled. "Do you want them to find us?" He jerked his thumb back towards where Alpha 2 once stood. Everyone looked down at the ground; over 1,000 people had been lost in the plasma bombardment.
"Wait hold on! What's that noise?" Shawn said in a low voice. Everyone heard it; it was the sound of Covenant vehicles getting closer.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! Matt lost it. "We have about an ice cube's chance in hell of getting out of here!"
Just than a plasma bomb from a Wraith flew over the treetops, it was headed right for them...
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