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The Assult on the Control Room: Archangels squad part III
Posted By: AlphaBravo343<e.moeller3@verizon.com>
Date: 5 April 2003, 1:02 AM


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"Old Faithful" sounded again as the elite fell to the ground, screaming as its plasma rifle discharged three times. Goddard edged the Warthog forward as he surveyed the battlefield. He shot a glance at the elite Lombardi had gunned down, saw the intestines hanging out of its exposed stomach, saw the gaping wounds in its chest. He looked away, returning his attention to the battlefield. Behind them were three-hundred deaed covenant troops, and in front of them, lay the control room.
"Scott!" Goddard yelled over the comm channel.
"Yes sir?" he shouted back.
"Scout ahead with your sniper rifle and see whats waiting for us!" He craned his neck as he saw Scott prop his rifle on the windsheild of the troop transport warthog.
"Son of a bitch......" he mumbled as his hud linked up with the rifle's scope. On the landing of the are outside of the control room entrance, he saw several gold elites barking orders at hundreds of grunts and jackals. Several hunters were speaking in the Covenant's strange language with a group of elites. There were four manned shade turrets on the landing, and two wraith tanks sitting on the ground at the base of the pyramid-like structure.
"Dont sit there son!, what the hell is up there?!" he barked.
Scott jumped as he looked back at the sarge. "Well, theres a helluva lot of troops up there, too many to assult directly, we should call in air support." he sighed nervously, "What do you think we should do sarge?"
Goddard quick glance through his own rifle scope. "I think we should call in air support" he answered, "There's way too many troops up there for us to hope to win in a skirmish"
The marines all looked at him, they couldn't believe the sarge had suggested that, they'd always gone in guns blazing.
"Or we could just go in and kick some ass, either one."
The marines roared in approval, so it was decided, they would go in full force.

"WE'RE GONNA DIE!!!!!" screramed a grunt, running away from the marines as they mowed through the crowd of Covenant troops. Blood splattered in Goddards'face as he unleashed a nine round burst into a grunts' chest, it fell to the ground, wheezing out its last breath. An elite roared as it fired its plasma rifle at Goddards' head, he moved to the right in time to hear the air crackle and boil next to his sound receptor. He ran at the elite, firing his MA5B into its chest, bullets pinged off of its sheild as it flared brilliant white. Finally, its sheilds gave out, and it began to convulse from the bullets tearing through its chest, Goddard reached the creature and slammed his rifle into its jaw, its head snapped back and he heard the bones shatter in its muscular neck. It fell, dead. He looked around him, seeing that the Covenant had been wiped out. He slammed a fresh clip into his assult rifle and headed back to where his squad was holding position outside the control room entrance.
"Good" he thought, they hadnt lost anybody yet. Reiken jogged over to the operation panel, and looked at the sarge.
"Be ready, they usually wait behind these doors for us to open them.
"Hehe" chuckled Quesada as he pulled a Lotus anti-tank mine out of his pack, "This should fix that sarge"
Goddard grinned, "Godd thinking son, now, when these doors crak open, set the proximity sensor and toss 'er in, then run like hell"
"Yes sir!", they said in unison. They slapped in fresh clips, several readied frag grenades. Reiken looked at Goddard, waiting for the order. Goddard gave him a small nod, and he pressed the button on the panel and sprinted back to the cover of the Covenant communications boxes. Quesads waited until the door had just cracked open and chucked the bleeping mine into the cracke of the opening door, then sprinted back to the comm boxes. Inside, the mildly startled Covenant troops looked at the mine and jumped...then it exploded, blood and limbs flew from the widening opening. When the smoke cleared, Goddard was pleased to find the Covenant troops in peices on the ground.
"Move up," he said through the comm channel. The squad quickly, and quietly moved down the large corridor, and into the control room. They lowered their rifles, staring in awe at the enormous chamber. The holographic projection of the ring floated around the platform, in the center was the planet, a smaller look at the space around the ring world and the nearby planet.
"Okay, lets set the charges and call for evac" he said, pulling out his pack of nuclear mines.

Twenty minutes later, the pelicans swooped down out of the fog canopy, and the marines clambered into the cushioned seats, removing their helmets.
"Holy hell Goddard, is there anything you cant do?, there must've been a thousand troops here!" said the pilot in wonder.
"No," he replied as a small grin splayed across his weathered features.
"Alright, we're headed back to the 'Vengeance' and getting the hell off of this ring," said the pilot as the magnetic plates activated in the tail of the pelican, drawing the warthogs into place.
"Thank God," said Newman, and Goddard nodded in agreement.
He pulled off his helmet, and breathed in the air in the pelicans' troop bay.
"Almost home." he said as he nodded into sleep.

Outside the battlecruiser "Vengeance", the ring silently exploded. Covenant battleships tried vainly to pull clear of the ring, and were lost in the nuclear hell fire. Pieces of the ring twisted in wild arcs, spreading debris at every angle. The Debris went from white hot, to red, orange, and were lost in the blackness of space. The "Vengeance" set a course for earth, sped up as its Shaw-Fujikawa Sub-light generators activated, and it disappeared into slipstream space.

The End





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