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Death from Above: Humanitys' Resolve part I
Posted By: AlphaBravo343<e.moeller3@verizon.com>
Date: 10 April 2003, 1:08 AM
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The MAC gun on the UNSC Battlecruiser Horizon, strobed twice, and began their journey across the twenty-kilometer stretch of space between the Battlecruiser and the Covenant frigate. Twin motes of red plasma swirled and collected energy along the Covenant frigates' starboard side, they were readying another salvo of torpedoes.
"Shield status lieutenant Hayter" called the captain to his systems officer.
"Eighty-three percent and climbing at twenty percent per minute, sir" he calmly answered, though the Captain could see the sweat beaded on his upper lip and his shaking hands. They had been in combat many times and he had sucessfully downed over forty Covenant battleships, the most of any registered UNSC vessel. The other UNSC ships around the Horizon followed suite, firing their MAC weapons at the massive fleet of Covenant vessels moving on earth.
"Time to impact of MAC shells on the Covenant frigate, Ares"
"Impact with Covenant frigate in eighteen seconds," replied the shipboard AI. Outside, the white-hot MAC rounds moved past the freshly fired plasma torpedoes, now heading for the Horizon. The two heavy MAC rounds tore through the ships' shields and slammed into its hull. It listed to port and the engines and precision engines flared as its pilot attempted to regain control, seconds later, two-hundred Archer V missiles mushroomed along its exposed hull. The infrastructure shattered and the reactor exploded, sending plasma in wide arcs away from the destroyed vessel. The twin plasma torpedoes, however, showed no signs of stopping as the neared the Horizon.
"Impact in eight seconds, sheilds at maximum," said Ares calmly.
"Sound collision alarms, brace for impact," said Captain Lockheed. Eight seconds later, the plasma splashed across the flaring sheilds of the Horizon. The sheilds shimmered brilliantly, dimmed, and cooled.
"Target the cruiser at coordinates zero zero zero point eight three," said Lockheed.
"Roger that, sir, coming about on course zero zero zero point eight three," replied lieutenant Ackerson, one of his pilots.
"lieutenant Parker, arm Archer V missile pods A-F, and get me best time on recharging those MAC guns," he said to the gunnery officer.
"Roger that Captain, MAC capacitors at forty-percent and climbing," he said.
"Divert all power necessary to get those capacitors at full" he said with despiration in his voice, as he looked at the main viewscreen and the targeted cruiser launched a salvo of plasma torpedoes at the Horizon. The twin MAC guns fired at the Covenant cruiser and tore through her sheilds, slammed into her hull, and left gaping wounds that ran through it from stem to stern. But it was still operational. Meanwhile, the plasma that had been launched, closed on the Horizon, and splayed wildly across her sheilded port side. Alarms blared and whined, informing the crew that the sheilds had been depleted.
"Lieutenant Hayter, get those sheilds back up now!" He shouted, meanwhile the nearby Orbital Defense Super Heavy MAC platforms fired at the damaged cruiser, seconds later, the salvo of super-heavy MAC shells obliterated the cruiser, but the torpedoes continued on course, but not toward the Horizon, instead, they moved toward the Orbital Defense Platforms. Two UNSC figates, the Lancelot, and the Termopylae moved to take the hits, the two torpedoes splashed across the sheilds of the frigates, protecting the platforms. Lockheed thought with gratefullness that the sheilds recently installed on all UNSC ships worked as well as the UNSC scientists had hoped. But while the ships had a descisive advantage, the platforms hadn't been fitted with the sheilding yet. Three hundred of the platforms orbited earth at all times and two-hundred more were planetside ready to be launched into orbit at a moments' notice. He snapped back to reality. On screen, the sheids of the two UNSC frigates cooled and they moved back to the net of battleships that encircled earth, giving protection on all sides.
"All Covenant ships in the vicinity have been eliminated, attacks have ceased in grids thirteen through eighty-five, the remainder of their third wave is fleeing earth airspace. They are going to regroup, and most likely, try to get their troops on the ground when they come back," reported Ares.
"Roger that, get technicians repairing the damages to the sheild generators. Lieutenant Harland, get me fleetcomm on the priority beta channel," he said as he loosened his collar and ran his hands through his greying hair.
"Admiral Williams is on sir, waiting for you to accept the transmission," said lieutenant Harland, as he furiously typed in commands to the tech crews in the reactor room, informing them of their instructions.
"On screen," said the Captain.
"Whats happening Lockheed, whats the situation in your quadrant?" asked the admiral with a hint of impatience in his deep voice.
"Sir, all Covenant vessels in this sector have been eliminated, all other remaining Covanent vessels are moving on out of system vectors. They will regroup and attack again in an estimated three hours, sir." he added that last note with a touch of sarcasm.
A smirk spread across the Admirals' weathered features as he replied, "Very good Lockheed, begin repairs to your vessel and log your actions with UNSC Spearhead groundside."
"Yes sir, Captain Lockheed, out," he said as the comm channel closed and the monitor switched back to the tac display. He stood up and walked towards the exit from the bridge. "Lieutenant Hayter, you're in charge, i'll be in my quarters. Inform me if anything comes up," he said wearily as he turned and strode out of the bridge and to his quarters.
"Yes sir," said Hayter as he turned to look out of the large windows on the bridge. Looked at the giant warships of the UNSC fleet looming in the heavens above earth, his planet, his home...
To be continued...
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