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- "Breaker breaker 9 breaker breaker 1 9, could you please get a operator on the phone line, this is not a riot it's way, much more than that, these people are dying we are under attack!"
- ―B.o.B, New York New York.
Overview[]
Lower Manhattan in flames! The Covenant Remnants have struck brutally at the heart of humanity itself. To escalate the risks, there are several rouge Marine units in the vicinity, they have assisted the Covenant in the sacking of Manhattan. Just for the occasion, the Brutes have designed a deadly virus only known as the Manhattan Virus, and as a result most civilians have been evacuated, although some stragglers have been left behind, watch out for them, keep them safe.
Start spreading the news, we're leaving today, its time to free New York.
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Details[]
Location: Earth, New York, Lower Manhattan, The Bronx, Brooklyn, Queens, Staten Island
Date: November 10th 2555
Official Name: Operation: BIG APPLE
Factions:
U.N.S.C
Covenant Separatists
Covenant Remnants
Rouge Marine Regiments
Sign Up[]
<Insert Name Here> Please sign up below if you would like to enjoy and partake in Operation: BIG APPLE
User:Sergeant J. Orsinski - Private Jack R. Orsinski A quick but sometimes slow learner, Born and raised in Syracuse, New York, Fresh from the academy I am new to all this never have I seen action. His weapon of choice is the BR8HB SR Battle Rifle and my secondary as a grenade launcher. I signed up as a marine to go out and see the universe, but now reality will crash down on me, I was trained in heavy weapons combat so I am slower but stronger since I am able to carry around my equipment. Being good with explosives I taken training in explosives and demo,so I am part of the demolotions team in my plattoon.
User:Chen-179 - Lance Corporal Leonard S. Wolowitz
Knowledgeable, and skilled in computer and data analysis work. He was born and raised in Pasadena, California, this is his first combat deployment. His weapon of choice is the BR55 and uses a scavenged Needler as as sidearm. The quintessential nerd, he is more familiar with the horrors of war. He joined due to the loss of his family during the Battle of Reach during the Human-Covenant War.
Warrent Officer Grade Two Amy F. Fowler Arrogant, cocky, and slightly condescending, for a good reason, her, IQ is higher then average. She joined the Marines and eventually was accepted into the ODST corps, to her delight, as this gave her a chance to study the Slipspace drive of UNSC or Separatists craft. However, her covert combat abilities should not be underestimated, she wields a Silenced MA5B Assault Rifle and a Silenced M7 SMG. Being slightly sadistic, she serves as her platoon's interrogation specialist She is family friends with Lance Corporal Wolowitz
Azecreth - Daniel Howe working for the true blue UNSC
Captain W. Foster FFO-3141-1454 aboard one of the last Marathon-class cruisers still in the fight around Earth, the UNSC Pride in low orbit above North America. After deploying ODSTs from the 105th to assist troops in Voi the UNSC Pride fled to the skies above New York and is now broadcasting a repeating message to all surviving UNSC forces in the city stating that the ship and crew will assist them if needed.
Alphonse Vasquez FFO-1231-3213- An ODST Staff Seargent in charge of a fireteam aboard the UNSC pride.
- Rola 'Vadam. Side: Covenant Seperatist, but has some tensions with the humans because of the war. Outside of his usual timeline, Rola is on Earth and wants to fight the Jiralhanae.
- Minister of Instability. Side: Covenant Remnants, but takes displeasure to Jiralhanae. The Minister of Instability was sent a small force of Jiralhanae to assist the invasion force that attacked New York. Instability's force is tasked with assisting the Jiralhanae with deploying the deadly virus (mentioned in the description).
- Rordipus. Side: Covenant Remnants. Rordipus is Instability's private Jiralhanae Honor Guard, tasked by the Prophet of Mercy on November 1st to protect Instabality.
- Ross East- UNSC Air Force
- Lindsey Williamson- UNSC ODST
- Mikiya Ryougi- UNSC Air Force
- Payton Smith- UNSC Army
- Kore 'Vadum. Side: Covenant Separatists. Is a Covenant marksman and former Special-Operations squad-leader, now a lone wolf soldier. Enjoys the feel of human weaponry and appreciates their taste.
- Steven Jensen Side: UNSC, and doesn't get along with Separatists...
- Sergeant, First Class Brandon Dalton. Side: UNSC. A UNSC Army soldier, stationed on Earth. Was part of a detachment stationed in Philadelphia, but, along with other Army soldiers in the area, was called upon to assist in the defense of the Big Apple. Dalton excels in CQC, and wields an M45 Tactical Shotgun, as well as an M7 SMG found in Philadelphia.
- characters TBA
Phase One: Dogs of War[]
- "This is a Crisis, prepare for disaster"
1[]
Wolowitz's grip on his BR55 tightened, his knuckles were turning an even paler shade of his normally pasty white skin. The Pelican's engines thrummed in his eardrums, it was getting more and more annoying by the second. Launching from Farragut Air Force Base, in Pennsylvania, he had to put up with nearly an hour of the engines assaulting his ear drums. the pilot announced that three minutes later and he would be dropped into hell.
"Check your gear, and your fire, we've gotten reports from other Marines that their civvies a plenty down their" his company leader, a First Lieutenant announced
"Civilians in a war zone, didn't the UNSC evac every one?"
"Apparently not, but keeping them safe how ever we can is now one of our primary objectives." The Lieutenant replied.
"Alright, I just received our other objectives, firstly, we are to escort and defend the stragglers, the four evac points will be Central Park, Times Square, Madison Square Garden, and Grand Central Station. In particular, our entire company will be defending Grand Central Station. Secondly, we will escort the trains to the safe zones." The Lieutenant informed. The Pelican touched down.
"Move it Marines, go, go, go, go!!" a Sargent ordered. Wolowitz ran out of the transport, a little too fast, and nearly fell.
"Grand Central Station should be that way" Wolowitz's platoons leader pointed in the general direction of the train station.
"Damn, I always wanted to see New York City, but not like this, man..." a Marine commented on the former glorious city. Car alarms were still going off, the staccato bursts of weapons fire replaced the bustle of a city crowd. Noting was spared from destruction, it was a matter of how bad it was. The sidewalk was peppered with explosion craters and it was littered with assorted debris and even neon signs were embedded in the road. War does not determine who is right, only who is left 00:30, May 3, 2011 (UTC)
2: Gearing Up[]
Daniel Howe ran into the Battle HQ that was in Upper Brooklyn. "Damn it, we're under attack," he said as he ran to the armory. the marines looked at him like he was crazy. Of course they were under attack. They had been for at least an hour, and it looked to be going on for a while more. As Daniel entered the armory, he shouted to the techies to get him suited up. He stepped up to the CARNWENNAN Powered Assault Armor, and with the techies rushing around, was suited up. With the hiss of a pneumatic seal, Daniel was transformed from a mere mortal to a harbinger of death.
Looking around, he saw through the visor that the rest of his squad had suited up already. He walked up to Mark Hagan, Randy Simmons, and Zack Richards, the members of his squad. Randy was wearing the Grenadier version of the CARNWENNAN Armor, while Mark had the Longe Range version. Zack said to Daniel, "So, what kept you." Daniel replied, " I was delayed. The roads were blocked by the Remnant attack." that wasn't the only reason, but it was the only one that Daniel preferred to say. The other reason would surely get unnecessary comments from his squad. randy said," So. What're our orders, sir?" "That's what I'm about to find out," said Daniel as he left the armory, with his squad following him.
He saluted in front of the base commander. “Third CARNWENNAN Powered Assault Squad, reporting for duty.” Commander Dickenson returned the salute, then said, “Good. With the inasion still going on, we need everyone we can get.” “What is my squads mission, sir,” asked Daniel. The commander faced the tactical map of the New York area, and said, “We need you to proceed to Rally Point Epsilon. When you reach there, you will make contact with a group being deployed by the Interstellar Alliance.” Daniel grimaced. He was young enough to not really remember the Human-Covenant War, but he did remember some. One of his earliest memories was hiding in the Pennsylvania bunkers during the Battle of Earth. Nevertheless, his duty was to his country, even if it conflicted with his personal preferences. “Yes, sir,” said Daniel as he saluted again. The commander returned the salute, and with a brief, “Dismissed,” the audience was over.
As Daniel exited the command room, he saw his squad waiting. “So, what exactly are our orders,” asked Zack. “Follow me,” said Daniel,” We're going to war. We are to proceed to Rally Point Epsilon with all haste. It's time to drive the Covie bastards off of our planet .” With that on everyone's mind, they exited the Battle HQ, and headed toward the batlefield that was New York Azecreth 21:18, May 3, 2011 (UTC)
3: Truth's Last Message[]
Time: 2nd November 2552. 8 days before Operation: BIG APPLE.
Location: Forerunner Dreadnought, east Africa.
The Forerunner Dreadnought's engines roared as it's landing began. Multiple Jiralhanae wearing Jet Packs activated their devices and lifted into the air. It was a sight to behold, thousands of Covenant troops preparing to fight Humanity in it's last stand. A squad of Unggoy was marching with their Jiralhanae master; one of them suddenly tripped over his left foot and fell to the ground with a noise overshadows by the engine's roar. Continuing to march on, the stumbling Unggoy quickly sprinted towards the squad again. The Minister of Instability sat upon his Gravity Throne. Instability was the proud owner of one of the fifteen Gravity Thrones that need no assistance to fly. Instability stroked his beard as he watched through the large window the landing of the Covenant on Earth. He gripped a small, wooden staff carved by his ancestors many generations ago. The Minister was one of the few San 'Shyuum to escape High Charity and board the Dreadnought. As the Dreadnought landed on the huge construct, Instabilty watched as multiple UNSC Longswords fighting against the Seraph fighters. It was like watching a film back on High Charity only in real life; Instability had not personally been in a battle since the 40's. A chill up Instability's spine occoured as a hand grabbed his shoulder. Containing his shock, the Minister turned around to face two Jiralhanaenian Honour Guards. He changed his tone to authoritative, "How dare you touch a Prophet commander, why do you disturb me?"
The other Jiralhanae's face shrivelled at annoying holy Prophet. The first Jiralhanae replied, "We have returned from the Prophet of Truth's chamber, he wishes to see you Minister."
The Minister calmed down returning to his regular, calm tone, "Ok, please escort me to the Hierarch."
"Right away, holy Prophet," the Honour Guard stated. The Honour Guards escorted Instability out of the hangar and through the seemingly never-ending corridors until finally coming to the Hierarch's sanctum. Truth was not accompanied by his long time collegue, the Prophet of Mercy. Truth was facing a large portrait of himself, Mercy and Regret conquering the rule of the Covenant from the Prophet of Restraint, Tolerance and the Prophetess of Obligation. "Welcome to my chamber, Minister. I have grand news to tell you," Truth said not still not looking at Instability. His usual priest-like tone had begun to fade and he seemed more deranged than before. "I have but a simple task for you, Minister," Truth explained, "You see, I need all the major targets of this Earth neautrilized or held back while we prepare to ascend to the Ark and enact the Great Journey."
"Then where do I come in-"
"Silence! Dear boy, your mission is to bring a small force of Jiralhanae to the city of 'New York' in the land over the ocean to the west. Then, you will help deploy a deadly weapon which will wipe out every heretic and human that stands in defiance of our grand Covenant," Truth said interrupting the Minister. On the inside, Instability felt a feeling of joy, however on the outside he express facial positions of mild curiousity. "I have assigned the Honour Guard Mercy gave to you to go on the mission with you. Now hurry now, the Great Journey awaits," Truth said waving his hand behind his back.
A Jiralhanae walked into the room in full Honour Guard attire, wielding the signature Honour Guard weapon. Instability sighed as he greeted Rordipus once agin.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 18:06, May 4, 2011 (UTC)
4[]
Sergeant Brandon Dalton slowed his heavy jog as he neared the Marine checkpoint at the foot of the bridge. A convoy of M12 Warthogs was preparing to traverse the long bridge into what was known as "Manhattan". Turning back to see the other three remaining men from his squad falling into place, Dalton stepped up to a Marine who was one of the few not busy stowing supplies or barking orders. Glancing at his insignia, he noticed it was a Lieutenant Commander, someone who outranked him by a lot.
"Sir!" he said in his gruff voice, "First Sergeant Brandon Dalton, UNSC Army, reporting. Got word from HQ to rendezvous here for Big Apple?"
The man cracked a grin at him, "Perfect. You're right on time Dalton. I want you and your squad stowed on a Transport 'Hog and ready to go in fifteen. You're under my command now, got it?"
Dalton didn't exactly agree with being under command of a Marine, but Eh, Orders are orders he thought to himself. Waving to the men behind him, a ragtag group of Army soldiers that had fought together from Baltimore, to Philadelphia, and now to New York, the three men, while varying in talents, views, and age, had formed a sort of bond that only war could force together.
"Looks like you're goin' home, kid," he jokingly said to the group's nineteen year old, Private Carter, who replied with a joking punch to the shoulder. Stowing his M45 Tactical Shotgun in the rear of an M831 Troop-Transport 'Hog, Dalton took a seat and leaned back, ready to take his last ride of enjoyment before the fighting started again.
5[]
Amy couldn't put a finger on why she was afraid of this particular deployment, was it the drop? No, improbable, she had be in plenty of hot drops before. After a few minutes of deep thought she finally found why. It was the unusual-ness of the city below, it was, for all intents and purposes deserted. Combined with the deadly virus going around, and rouge regiments in the vicinity of the city, it made for a very, very unnerving battlefield.
"All ODSTs report to drop bay, we're deploying in two minutes" her squad leader, Staff Sargent announced. She checked her weapons and helmet equipment, making sure everything was in working order. She stepped into the pod and braced herself for the rigors of HEV transport. The drop went without a hitch, landing safely. She rose her silenced Assault Rifle expecting company. The rest of her squad landed a few meters nearby. they looked as surprised as she was about the state of the city. Her calculations could not have predicted this.
"Brute Squad up ahead, past the ruined deli, hole up their, and we could take them by surprise." Her squad leader ordered. The squad complied, taking cover in the rubble, waiting patiently for their prey. The Brutes never saw them coming. Amy fired a full clip of bullets into the closest Jiralhanae's back, tearing through his armor and ripping into his flesh,
"Weapons free open fire!!" the Sargent shouted firing his M7 into the lead Brute's chest disposing of his armor, and followed up with a M6 pistol head shot. Their close range combat specialist dashed to one of the Brutes, firing his M90 twice and ended the brute with a swift punch, knee and another shotgun blast. A sniper shot rang out, the bullet lodging between the Brute's eyes. A few minutes later and the firefight was finally over.
"Good tactical choice, though we were slightly exposed if they looked from a thirty degree angle from that crack over there." Amy commented, rather monotonously.
"Does she have any emotions at all" A squad-mate asked.
"None that we can identify, she can only express what she calls sadness, but what we call condescension" the Sargent responded.
"Phantom coming in get to cover!" A ODST shouted. Amy complied without any comment. Luckily a missile from a particular Scimitar impacted the rear of the craft of the gunship as the troops.
"Don't know if you can hear this but, thanks for the assist, flyboy." the Sargent radioed.
"Covenant jamming comms? Typical" Amy said, though no one seemed to notice.
"All ODSTs deploy to the Times Square evac point, repeat, deploy to the Times Square evac point" a static filled transmission commanded. War does not determine who is right, only who is left 01:57, May 6, 2011 (UTC)
6: Combat Air Patrol[]
Downsview Air Force Base, Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Ross East pushed the throttle forward as his F/A 712 Scimitar Multirole Fighter left the tarmac of Downsview Air Force Base in Toronto. The base had been deactivated for centuries, acting as a civilian airport until the UNSC took possesion of it again during the Human Covenant War. Ross' Scimitar, one of twelve in his flight flew in a straight line to the southeast, towards Lake Ontario, past the Toronto Downtown. To the his right, Ross could see the late-20th century-era CN Tower, having survived 500 years and the ravages of a major battle with the Covenant a few years ago, now dwarfed by new 2000 and 3000 meter skyscrapers in various states of construction- rebuilding from the war.
Ross lead the UNSCAF 333rd Fighter Squadron, formerly 3rd Volunteer Fighter Squadron, towards a navpoint on his HUD, pointing beyond the horizon, towards New York City, currently under attack by the Remnants of the Covenant still left on earth.
Over Jersey City, New Jersey
Less than a hour later, Ross and the rest of his squadron flew of Jersey City, NJ. In front of them, they could see the 3000 meter towers of Manhattan, with smaller 20th and 21st century skyscrapers in their midst: The Empire State Building, the Freedom Tower, The Chrysler Building. Much of Lower Manhattan was now in flames, with skyscrapers in varying states of disrepair.
"This is the UNSCAF 333 Tactical Fighter Squadron, we are on station and ready to commence operations, where do you need us?", Ross asked into his radio.
"We've got a whole mess of Covie air headed from the Times Square evac center, Seraphs, Phantoms, and Banshees. Engage and destroy."
At once, some of the many radar contact's projected onto Ross' map gained a red circle around them, marking them as targets, there were a couple dozen Seraphs, a few dozen Banshees, and a few Phantom Gunships at several kilomters distance. Ross locked onto the large swarm of aircraft as he spoke into his radio: "This is squadron lead, we have contact with our targets, engage at will".
Ross pressed the red "fire" button on top of his joystick and the independent targeting system fired off seven ASGM-12 air/space-to-air/space missiles. Each missile streaked towards a different Seraph and, when it got close, activated an EMP charge, disabling the alien fighter's shields, before detonating a follow through explosive warhead, blowing the aircraft out of the sky. In the distance, Ross could see seven flashes of fire, marking the destruction of his targets.
The rest of Ross's squadron followed suit, blowing several more Seraphs and other Covenant aircraft out of the sky, but the rest split apart and evaded the missiles, the Seraphs flying straight at the UNSC fighters.
Ross flew straight at a pair of Seraphs, firing off a missile and blowing the first out of the sky in a ball of flames. The second evaded the debris thrown from the demise of its fellow and fired it's plasma cannons at Ross. The blue bolts of plasma impacted Ross's shield- a new feature of next-gen fighters such as the Scimitar and Sabre- doing no damage to the aircraft itself.
Ross' Scimitar and Seraph shot past each other, missing my mere feet. Ross pulled up on the stick and pulled back on the throttle, entering a controlled stall, causing the aircraft to tumble backwards. Ross pulled forward on the stick at just the right moment to perform a tight 180 degree turn, a manuever known as a Herbst maneuver or a J-turn.
Ross's Scimitar and the Seraph were now flying straight at each other in a high-speed game of chicken. As the Seraph drew near, Ross pulled the trigger and fired his aircraft's oversized SPARTAN Laser. The beam burned through Seraph, sending it down in flames.
As the enemy aircraft crashed into the middle of the Avenue of the America's Ross saw something the others didn't, a Seraph armed with multiple plasma charges descending through a low area between two 3000-meter skyscrapers to the immediate northwest of the Empire State Building. It was flying straight down Broadway.
"Be advised", Ross said, "I have made contact with a hostile aircraft flying at low level down Broadway towards the Times Square evac station, moving to engage".
Ross dove after the Seraph, blazing through the concrete canyon that was Broadway. Less than 100 meters below him, Ross could see the burned out ruins of vehicles, civilian, UNSC, and Covenant alike and piles of rubble blown from the sides of the buildings.
The Covenant fighter was about a block from a UNSC roadblock a couple of blocks from the evac point when Ross got a clean shot at the aircraft. Ross squeezed the trigger, sending a LASER beam right through the engine of the Seraph. Blue flames exploded from both ends of the Seraph as the laser ran the alien fighter through like a spear of light, finally stopping after burning a hole through the wall of a skyscraper.
The Seraph went into a death spiral, slamming into the streets about a block from the UNSC roadblock and erupting into its own funeral pyre. As the enemy aircraft joined the countless other wrecked vehicles littering the streets, Ross pulled up on the stick, sending his aircraft into high-speed vertical ascent. The F/A 712 emerged from the forested of skyscrapers, and flattened out about 500 meters about the top of the towers.
"This is Delta lead", Ross said, "I have eliminated the hostile aircraft, over".
"Roger, Delta lead", the RADAR operator on a UNSC cruiser to the north said, "I am reading no more bandits on my scope, blue sky in effect, you are cleared to fly to Stewart Air Force Base to refuel and re-arm".
"Roger, setting course for Stewart", Ross responded.
7[]
Time: 10th November 2555. Operation: BIG APPLE enacted.
Location: New York City, Earth
Rordipus wasted no time in explaining all of his adventures from High Charity seeing as Instability ran while he held off an army of Infection Forms. Rordipus removed his shoulderpad revealing a large scratch which had took a good portion out of his shoulder. Instability feigned a look of shock and put on a very pitiful voice, "Oh, how did that happen?". As much the Minister could care about it, Rordipus didn't get the message that the question was rhetorical, "Well after you left, I had to battle with four Sangheili who had foolishly been infected by the Parasite. I managed to stab one with my Honor Guard Pike and hit two others with the corpse. I laughed triumphantly until the last one jumped onto my back, shredding off my shoulder pad and scraped a penetrating wound into my shoulder. I left limping as the Dreadnought escaped, trying to hold off the Parasite onslaught. I eventually came across a dead medical Sangheili and further along an uninfected ship about to leave the holy city. That is why I am here today, holy Prophet."
"Yes, very interesting," Instability lied taking a sip of a drink handed to him by an Unggoy, "Tell me, how did you come across the Dreadnought seeing as we had only just landed?"
Rordipus began to explain as Instability looked at the holographic map of New York. He pressed a button, which lowered the map into the streets. The humans were putting up incredibly resistance however, even the greatest of defenses have a weakness. There was no aircraft defences in some critical streets, leaving them open to Banshee bombardment. One in particular lead to the subway from the 20th Century. Historical train lines are the last thing humans needed to defend, especially while the Covenant had began their onslaught. He took another sip as Rordipus got to the point that the ship did a daring entrance while the Dreadnought was in flight. During the 21st Century, the Subway was expanded, leading it under multiple office buildings and historical tourist attractions. From there, the Virus could spread to the entire city; it was wonderful the humans knew nothing about it. Keep fighting, insects. Your demise will comer sooner than you expect the Minister thought to himself. Rordipus finished asking "Did you hear all of that?"
"Yes, of course. Why would I miss a single word of your heroic adventure?" Instability lied not taking his eyes off the holographic map.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 09:35, May 7, 2011 (UTC)
8[]
"Contact, left side!!" Wolowitz shouted, firing twice with his BR55, he drew his Needler and fired a barrage of crystalline munitions into the Brute's armor, Wolowitz counted a lot more than seven needles, and as if on cue, the needles burst, instantly killing the Brute
"Berserkers, watch yourself!!" The First Lieutenant warned as he fired his M90 into the unprotected Brute's chest, while narrowly avoiding a blow by the berserk alien. Wolowitz killed another Jiralhanae, and quickly collected the ammunition off the Brute's sidearm, which was a Needler. The Brutes lived up to their nicknames, they seemed to lack tactics, simply throwing themselves at the Marine's defensive line, but it was working, the Marines were getting more and more tired.
"Tangos, coming down Park Avenue!" Wolowitz's platoon leader said.
"Trying to flank us, Bravo Platoon, hold your positions, Charlie, you take 42nd Street, Echo, your taking Park Avenue" The First Lieutenant ordered.
"Hole up in the ruins, if we're lucky, we can get the drop on 'em" The Sargent ordered. A semi mechanized force at company strength, with eight Ghosts and four Wraiths. The though of these terrifying machines of war managing to get to the civilians sent a shudder down Wolowitz's spine. He waited for the characteristic drone of Wraith engines to pass.
"NOW!!" The Sargent shouted, eight rockets were launched, impacting the Wraith's rear section, destroying them. Wolowitz took aim at a Jiralhanae that got thrown to the ground by the force of the explosion, he fired on full auto, the recoil nearly shattering his arm, the rounds easily rending the Brute's armor and then flesh, the barrage left him on the floor bleeding out. The force was thrown into disarray as another salvo of rockets took out the Ghosts. Wolowitz switched back to burst fire mode, and fired repeatedly, downing another. The Sargent was sowing more discord among the force, throwing multiple grenades into the crowd of confused force. One Jiralhanae managed to get his bearings back and fired his Spiker, the shots hit the Sargent twice in the lower chest.
"Corpsman!!" A marine shouted, dragging the body of The Sargent into cover.
"Fall back, repeat fall, back!!" The second in command ordered, Wolowitz had no qualms with that order, they had done all they could here, at least they put a dent in their forces. War does not determine who is right, only who is left 01:59, May 10, 2011 (UTC)
9[]
Alphonse rushed to the Hanger Deck of the UNSC Pride. He rounded a corner and was met with a cold stare from a CO waiting by the hatch.
"Whats happing?" Alphonse Asked.
"Skipper is sending the rest of the reserves down down to New York City. We just got word that UNSC Army , Marine and ODST elements are taking fire at evac points." The CO said.
"We're leaving the Pride?"
"Yes, they need our help, now move we got to get ready!" The CO barked as he opened the door.
The Hanger Deck of the UNSC Pride was gigantic. Everywhere you looked there was Pelican dropships and vehicles. In one corner there was three Albatoss Dropships being prepped on rails leading to an Airlock. ODSTs were loading M12 troop transports into the open bays. Al moved to a nearby table where the rest of his team was, and picked up a MA5C. His team was a three man Element, He being point man carried the light MA5C, his number two carried a BR55 , his rear guard carried an old MA5B heavy with shredder rounds.
"Were dropping in those things?" The second man said in a faint acent. "They don't look like they could fly!"
"They don't fly, they fall. Now, our orders are to land four blocks from the UNSC Emabassy. We will move and clear that building once it's clear we will destroy it and any Data we find. Then we will move to Times Square via warthogs, for evac" Alphonse read off his arm mouted Data Pad. "Are we clear?"
"Yes sir." The two men aswered together.
Al and his team began to enter the Albatross with another team of Helljumpers. The cramped inside of the bay was almost pitch black, the only light source was the dim red light from the hanger washing through the doorway. There was six ODSTs and two M12 warthogs in the bay, one was a transport the other had a chain gun mouted on it. The hatch closed, and it was completely silent, the only noise was of the albatross Dropships moving into the Airlock. Then the Airlock opened and the only noise anyone could hear was the scream of the vacuume of space just one meter outside. Then as they entered the atmosphere the intense heat and G-forces caused two ODSTs to throw up in their helments. Seconds later they were met with the jolt of the Ship slamming into the Ground.
"Here we go..." An ODST said in a low voice before the bay doors opened into the blinding sunlight.
http://halofanon.wikia.com/wiki/User:Captain_Foster 17:03, May 9, 2011 (UTC)
10: Roadblock[]
Nov. 10, 2552, Corinthian Apartment Building, Near UN Building, Manhattan, New York City
Lindsey Williamson stood on the roof deck of the Corinthian Apartments, a structure dating back to the 20th century. The structure stood about only a few blocks from the UN Plaza, consisting of the 2500 meter 24th century UN tower and the original 20th century structure. Originally, it was the UN World headquarters, though now it was one of a number of the major UN complexes, the UN HQ now being in Sydney, Australia.
Lindsey was one of a many UNSC troops on the building, including ODSTs like herself, Marines, Army troops, and civilian militia. Below them, several Scorpion tanks, a few Grizzlies, both heavy tank and anti-walker variants, and a single M-855 Kodiak Heavy Assault Tank blocking off 2nd Avenue stood ready for battle.
Suddenly, several plasma mortars impacted the ground in front of the tower, one of them taking out a Scorpion, and other destroying Warthogs or machine gun nests. The mortar fire shook the ground as Wraiths began to appear in the distance, along First and Second Avenues.
The Grizzly heavy tank and the two Scorpions guarding First Avenue opened fire. 90mm and 120mm shells shot through the Wraith's armor, blowing the alien tanks apart. One UNSC Army sniper on the roof of the Corinthian, who carried an M99 Stanchion Gauss sniper rifle opened up, send magnetically accelerated slugs of metal into the plasma mortars of a couple of Wraiths, detonating their plasma stores.
Covenant armor also began to advance along Second Avenue, only to meet the Kodiak heavy assault tank. Lindsey watched in awe as the Kodiak, a heavy tank built on the chassis of an Elephant, humanity's answer to the Covenant Scarab, opened fire with its 155mm main gun. The shell shattered the first Wraith it hit, blowing it up with such force that it launched a Ghost driving next to the Wraith was thrown 20 feet into the air. The other two Wraiths replied with their plasma mortars. The shots, however, did no damage to the Kodiak's thick frontal armor. The UNSC heavy tank replied with its 155 and the co-axial M68 Gauss Cannon, blowing the other two Wraiths to pieces.
As the first wave of Wraiths fell, a fuel rod cannon impact shook the building. "Banshees!", a UNSC infantryman yelled as he aimed skyward, rifle blazing. Lindsey seized an M41 SSM Missile Launcher leaning on a wall at the edge of the roof deck and took aim at pair of Banshees making a dive at the building.
Lindsey heard the lock tone and squeezed the trigger, sending a 102mm guided missile at the first Banshee. The alien aircraft exploded in midair, breaking up into several pieces that fell to the ground. Lindsey fired again, sending a second Banshee down in flames, as Sgt. Carlos Ramirez, an ODST in Lindsey's squad, fired another rocket, blowing two more of the enemy aircraft into flaming debris.
As the last Banshee fell from the sky, Covenant infantry began pouring in between several apartment blocks across the road from Williamson and the other UNSC soldier's position. Lindsey raised her BR55 Battle Rifle with attached M456 Grenade Launcher as group of two Jiralhanae and seven Unggoy, three of them armed with fuel rod cannons opened up on a UNSC machine guns nest in the park below the Corinthian.
Lindsey looked down the scope of her BR and took aim at the Brute leading the squad and squeezed the trigger. The 25mm smart grenade round exploded in the midst of the squad, killing the lead Brute and the five grunts, throwing alien blood and body parts over about 30 feet. Lindsey then fired the her BR at the second, now de-shielded Brute, hitting it with a single shot the head and dropping it to ground as a civilian militiaman, armed with a semi-automatic civilian version of the MA5B, took out the two surviving grunts.
Suddenly, a bright pink beam of energy flew through the air, burning right through the head of the civilian militia man.
"Sniper!", Lindsey yelled, taking cover.
More particle beams flew overhead, occasion one of them hit its mark, killing a Marine or Army soldier instantly.
After a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, the UNSC Army soldier with the M99 Gauss rifle located the Jackals firing from an apartment building across the road and fired three shots, each hypervelocity slug vaporizing a Jackal.
As the Covenant infantry retreated, the ground began to shake under the footsteps of not one or two, but four massive Covenant war machines, Scarabs. A beam of glowing green plasma burned through the Scorpion and Grizzly tanks guarding the roadblock on 1st Avenue. Two Scarabs walked along the street, surviving UNSC troops running for cover.
A second Grizzly tank rolled towards 1st Avenue, this one an anti-walker variant, armed with a single 120mm cannon and a pair of MGM-1 anti-walker missile launchers. The Grizzly turned its turret towards the lead Scarab and let fly with a single MGM-1 missile. The MGM-1, also known as the "Scarab-Slayer", introduced in late 2552, and immediately proved effective against Covenant assault walkers. The MGM-1 flew into the air and dove back down on top of the Scarab, impacting in front of the AA turret. The missile's tungsten penetrator rod pierced the upper armor of the walker, before the follow-through charge detonated inside the Scarab. The Scarab explode in multicolored fireball, orange flames from the missile's charge and bright blue plasma flames. The Grizzly's second missile hit the second Scarab with similar results.
The first Scarab was destroyed by a "Scarab-Slayer" from the Kodiak heavy assault tank, blowing it to pieces in a spectacular ball of flames. However, the Kodiak only had one MGM-1 missile launcher, being a heavy assault tank, not a dedicated anti-walker vehicle. The second Scarab crawled out from the wreckage of the first, charging its cannon. The beam of plasma impacted the Kodiak. The thick frontal armor of the Kodiak stood up even to the plasma beam, and UNSC super heavy tank replied with a shot from its 155mm gun. The shell impacted at the point where the AA turret meets the body of the walker, blowing off the AA turret completely.
The Scarab charged its main gun again. The Kodiak survived one hit, but would it survive a second? It didn't seem likely. The Kodiak gunner acted quickly, firing the co-axial M68 Gauss cannon four times at the Scarab's main gun. The gun exploded in a flash of green flames, the nose of the Scarab was burning. The Scarab started to walk backwards, evidently trying to escape the fight.
The Kodiak, however, had reloaded its main gun. The 155mm cannon roared for a second time, sending a 155mm armor piercing shell through the area just below the stump that held the AA gun until the Kodiak blew it off. The shell blew through the plasma core and the Lekgolo colony controlling the Scarab. Alarms went off in the alien war machine as the Jiralhanae, Kig-Yar, and Unggoy aboard the walker fled, running after the column of surviving Covenant vehicles, which was now in full retreat. Most of the Covenant that tried to escape where killed, however, either by the hail of machine gun fire from the Kodiak's turret-mounted M41 LAAG and bow-mounted AIE-486, or from the ball of blue flames that annihilated the Scarab seconds later.
The Covenant had been pushed back... for now...
11[]
Nov. 10 2552 UNSC Cruiser Pride in very low Geo Orbit above New York.
Captain Foster stood on the Bridge of the UNSC Pride. He and the crew were fatigued and on end. They had been in twelve engagements in the past 24 hours. The Battle-group had lost two cruisers, six frigates, and two Gorgon Class Destroyers.The Pride had fled from the African Savanna to New York during the first battle with the Slipspace contacts below the orbital defense grid.
"Where do we stand?" The Captain Asked "On the ground that is."
"We got reports of a Scarab in the City, near the Embassy." A crewman answered "And every UNSC unit has reported contacts near every evac point."
"And our units?"
"Touching down now sir." He said "They are thirteen city blocks off course and lost an Albatross in orbit."
"It's good to hear that some made it." Foster sighed."Tell Pelican Flights Bravo to Charlie to hold outside New York. Civilians are gonna need help down there."
Manhattan-Seventeen Blocks from the UNSC Embassy
"Look out!" an ODST screamed as a Plasma Mortar struck the building beside the crashed dropship causing molten re-bar to rain down onto the street.
The remaining two Albatross Dropships had struck buildings when landing and killed an ODST when it finally landed in the street. Only eleven ODSTs remained out of the original fourteen.
"Get the Vehicles out!" The leader of the other ODST squad yelled. "Move move move!"
Three ODSTs backed two Warthogs out of one of the two ships. As the rear wheels touched pavement a Plasma mortar struck the M12s. The Jeeps Erupted into a fireball of sparks and blue heat killing the ODSTs almost instantly instantly.
"Fall back to the Alley way! Al yelled through his throat Mic. " All of you!"
As the last ODSTs entered the alley they were met with a group of five Brute Honor guards wielding red Plasma Weapons.
"Contacts front!" Al screamed to his team. "Weapons free!"
The Fire-teams open fire on the head brute. Overloading its armor and shields the beast charged at Alphonse. Al put three bursts into the skull of the behemoth and sidestepped its falling carcass.
"One down!" The second ODST said.
The remaining Brutes opened fire, unleashing a salvo of white-hot plasma. The forth ODST in the stack was hit once in the chest and fell to the ground making a noise like a hurt animal.
"Grenade out!"
The rear ODST lobbed a large Frag Grenade toward the Brutes. It detonated and killed the last of the Beasts.
"These guys are pretty high on the food chain, look at that headdress." Al exhaled and kicked the carcass of the Brute he killed.
"Sarge! UNSC armor just killed a scarab a couple Clicks over!" Number Two said. " From the looks of all these bad guys about, there just might be a bigwig or leader somewhere close."
"Intel is not our job Yakov" Alphonse replied. "Lets get the hogs out."
http://halofanon.wikia.com/wiki/User:Captain_Foster 17:05, May 10, 2011 (UTC)
12: Rendevous and Orders[]
Daniel was glad. He and his squad had managed to hitch a transport that was just leaving the command post. It would save them time, and they would be fresh when they reached the battle. He looked around at the men in the transport, all of them willing to die for what they believed in. Zack was cleaning his rifle. Daniel smiled behind the visor of his CARNWENNAN. Zack was always ready for a fight, and made sure that he never lost.. Randy opened his visor and said, "So, how bad is it?" Daniel grimaced, "Pretty damn bad. We're being driven back on all fronts.If they can keep up the pressure, then we'll be defending New York from the Jersey shore."
Suddenly, an urgent message came across the com. "Shit," said Daniel as he listened. Mark looked intently at him, "What is it?" "They've spotted Scarabs by the old UN headquarters." that made everyone in the transport sit up. Randy shook his head. "Man, I'd really love to go help them. It would be an awesome addition to my kill record if I could take down a Scarab." Daniel nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'd like to help too, but we hacve orders, and we can't just go running off to any fight. We have to do what the commander says." Randy nodded reluctantly. "Yeah, but still. We've got these awesome weapons. I want to use them on something that can stand a pounding."
Finally, the transport slowed to a stop at the rally point. The squad exited the transport, and walked up to the local commander at the scene. "Third CARNWENNAN Powered Assault squad reporting for duty," said Dnaiel as he saluted. The commander nodded. "All rfight. We don't have much time." He motioned for the squad to follow him, then walked into a temporary tent that was set up. As they walked in, they saw a group of 3 Elites already inside. The commander said, " Now, don't worry. I assume you were told that you would be working with a group of Elites?" Daniel nodded, then turned to face the map.
"Now," said the commander, "Thid attack was unexpected. As a result, some high ranking officials are currently trapped behind enemy lines. We want you to go in and rescue them." Taking a marker off of the table, the commander circled an area that covered a couple blocks. "This was their last known location. We don't know what their condition is, so you'll have to move quick. Once you find them, we will have Pelicans on alert to get you out. Any questions?" the room was silent as the CARNWENNAN soldiers and the Elites glanced at each other. "Good, now get moving." The squad saluted, then tramped out of the tent, with the Elites following. Just as Damiel was about to exit, a message with a "For Your Eyes Only" label flahshed onto his visor. Closing it, he went with his squad. There would be time for that on their way into New York. For now, they had to get ready to fight. Azecreth 19:50, May 10, 2011 (UTC)
13: The Urge[]
The Minister sat in his gravity throne, overseeing the Jiralhanae and the Unggoy performing labour. Several Kig-Yar were whipping the Unggoy to make them work faster. Dozens of labourers were chipping away at parts of the ceilings of the desolate, delapidated train station in an attempt to create more holes to the surface. This action was not decided upon by the Minister, but he chose not to delay the inevitable by complaining. The humans were showing persistance, and Instability knew that Rordipus had 'The Urge'. The Urge was a feeling for every Jiralhanae in the military, it was a feeling (or perhaps an addiction) to enter combat and most commonly occours in Jiralhanae on the front lines that aren't fighting. Early signs were obviouse, speaking in an agitated tone, constantly patting their gun, often speaking of combat in the future. As the Jiralhanae descends into The Urge, they will begin to become enraged at he slightest interruption, will actively perform violent actions against inanimate objects to try and sedate it and will speak in a roar. Finally, The Urge will put the Jiralhanae into a berserk rage and they will attack anyone and anything they see for a short period in which their frustration is near supernatural. The last stage usually happened after two weeks of not fighting when in the middle of a battle.
Rordipus gently patted his Honour Guard Pike; he looked around at the slaves and then towards his pike again.
"When are we deploying the virus, Minister?" Rordipus asked shivering.
"Soon enough, Brute, soon enough. For now, we must make preparations for planting the devices," Instability said calmly looking down as a Kig-Yar slashed an Unggoy's back with an Energy Whip.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 20:57, May 10, 2011 (UTC)
14[]
"Pathogen causes rapid necrosis , in essence, it literally dissolves tissue starting at the epidermis, crude, but effective, crudely effective" Amy analyzed as she looked at the corpse of a Manhattan Virus victim, she had upgraded her helmet with a low power microscope, it came in handy in situations like these.
"Yeah, yeah, but is there a cure for it, a vaccine?" Her squad leader asked impatiently. She just shot a dirty look at her superior.
"Of course not, at least not yet, it guaranteed that the infected will die with six days, including the incubation period, HIGHCOM is probably aware of this and all troops should have CBRN gear." Amy said flatly.
"Alright, Shapiro, have you pinpointed the location of the of comms jammers yet?" The Sargent inquired.
"Yes sir, but, you're not gonna like it" Shaprio said as he fiddled with his laptop
"Tell me, I'm sure we've been through worse"
"Well,for starters its on the ninety sixth floor of the Empire State Building"
"So? Its a bit of a walk, we can always use short range's to get airlifted there."
"It's not that simple, the Covies have also decided to make their forward HQ, it's heavily fortified plus at least a division of Covenant are guarding it" Shaprio added
"So we're flying blind?"
"Not exactly, it's location also give it a disadvantage, it's range is limited, and its obviously only affects long range comms, and scans show that the south side of the building, is the least defended"
"So any suggestions, anyone?"
Amy spoke up "I say we link up with other UNSC forces not committed to the defense of the evac points, and attack the south side"
"That actually doesn't seem like a bad idea" A squad member said
"Noted, move out, time to see if anyone's still alive out here" The Sargent ordered. War does not determine who is right, only who is left 22:32, May 10, 2011 (UTC)
Phase Two: Empire State of Mind[]
15[]
- "Cause we ain’t taking shit, so therefore we’ll fight them back"
Wolowitz ran for his life, avoiding plasma detonations as he ran back the the train station. The sound of M247H Heavy Machine Guns rattling to life never sounded so comforting. The barrage was devastating, Jiralhanae were either killed out right or torn off thier feet and left on the gorund, bleeding out. Soon, the entire Jiralhanae force was wiped out in the impromptu ambush. Another comforting, but annoying sound reach Wolowitz's ears. A squadron of Pelicans landed on the makeshift landing pad, followed by a Falcon squadron. Two full battalions of marinesand Troopers were deployed to assist. The First Lieutenant greeted the newcomers and briefed them on the situation, the other COs nodded and motioned for his men to take up defnsive positions.
"Bravo Platoon, sitrep" The First Lieutenant demanded.
"All clear, sir, only a small force of Brutes and Grunts, with a few Ghosts, some wounded but not severely, seems like they were trying to get the virus into the subway system" Bravo said.
"Understood, come back to the plaza, we've got new orders."
"Yes sir"
"First things first, as I'm sure you all know, the Covies have been jamming our comms and making life generally difficult for us, we're going to remediate that problem, assorted ODST, Marine, Trooper units have been scattered around the city, we are to link up with them and stage an assault on the Empire State Building, the site of the Covie jammer." He smirked.
"I'm not sure how the Covies are feeling right about now, but I damn sure know what their gonna feel when we get to 'em. HOT LEAD GOING INTO THEIR SKULLS!! As you might know, this state is also know as the Empire State, you know what empires do to those who oppose them?! WIPE THEM OUT!! They've come for our blood, Marines!! Now its time to make them drown in their own! Now get on your Pelicans" The First Sargent rallyed.
"Ooh-rah!!!" The Marines shouted. Wolowitz boarded the First Lieutenant's peclican.
"Braodcast a repeating message and scan the city for them" The First Lieutenant ordered. The pilot nodded as she had the transport lift offWar does not determine who is right, only who is left 17:38, May 13, 2011 (UTC)
16: Clearing A Path[]
Lt. Colonel Ross East flew his F/A 712 Scimitar towards the Empire State Building, on a mission to several targets around the building in order to weaken the Covenant defenses around a comms jammer on the 99th floor of the structure. It was decided that, due to the structure's historical significance and for PR reasons, the UNSC they were not going bomb the historic structure directly. The fighter was loaded 5 air-to-air missiles and two MGM-1 anti-walker missiles in the ordnance bay and sixteen Scorpion air-to-ground missiles on the underwing hardpoints. Ahead of them, flying amidst the ruins of the larger 2000 and 3000 meter modern skyscrapers that surrounded the 20th century structure, flew a flight of twenty Seraph fighters.
"Attention all units, be advised we have a welcoming committee ahead, 20 Seraphs, 2:00 low. You have permission to engage. Also we'll be entering the Covenant jamming zone in two minutes, over."
Ross locked on to the first Covenant fighters and fired his first missile. The ASGM-12 impacted, it's EMP warhead and follow-through high explosive charge taking down the fighter in one shot. The next two missiles hit with similar effect, earning Ross two more kills. Several other Seraphs fell to missiles fired by the rest of Ross' squadron. The seven alien aircraft, however, started weaving between the skyscrapers, evading several missiles.
As the aircraft drew closer, Ross picked up the radio and tried to speak with the rest of his squadron, but got only static. They were in the jammer zone. Ross was fighting on his own up there.
At once, Ross spotted three Seraphs flying north towards, between the skyscrapers on Fifth Avenue. Ross pressed the fire button on top of the Scimitar's flight stick twice, sending two missiles in the direction of alien aircraft. The Seraph was taken down by the missile impact, but the second evaded the other missile, swerving down a side street, causing the missile to slam into skyscraper, blowing a hole in side of the structure.
The second Seraph flew straight at Ross firing its plasma cannons, depleting about an eight of his fighter's shield. Ross replied with his Scimitar's laser, burning a hole straight through the fighter and sending it down in flames.
Suddenly Ross saw a flash of blue plasma fly over his canopy. His shield was reduced to 50% by the next burst. Thinking quickly, Ross pulled back on the throttle as he pulled up on the stick. His aircraft did a tight loop, almost like a back flip, a manuever called a Kulbit, where his aircraft went into a controlled stall. The Covenant fighter overshot him as Ross pulled forward on the throttle. The aircraft recovered form the stall at only about 100 feet from the ground, he was now below the Covenant fighter.
Ross shot a laser beam through the Seraphs's belly. The aircraft erupted in blue flames as if fell from the sky, crashing into a now-deserted storefront.
Ross ascended above the skyscrapers, he was about a block from the Empire State Building. He could see of his squadronmates' aircraft, and the Seraphs all appeared be eliminated.
Suddenly, a new threat appeared, from below this time. A hail of plasma, needler, and fuel rod AA fire flew up at Ross and the rest of his squadron. Ross' shield had by this point recharged, but the AA was none the less slowly chipping away at his shielding. He had to silence it quickly.
Ross turned towards the three nearest threats, two AA Wraiths and a Gorgon moving into position while firing. Ross fired off three Scorpion missiles, taking out the two AA tanks and walker, before ascending to skyscraper level and destroying several AA Shades and a couple of heavy needler batteries.
The rest of Ross's squadron took out the rest of Covenant anti-air, before Ross flew straight down Fifth Avenue at low altitude, towards a Covenant roadblock centered around a pair of Scarabs. Ross hit the release from his two MGM-1 missiles. The missiles blazed towards the roadblock, sending the two Scarabs up in massive ball of flames. Ross pulled up on the stick flying above the skyscrapers. Ross could see countless columns smoke rising from the area around the Empire State Building as he turned back towards Stewart Air Force Base, followed by the rest of his squadron. After exiting the jammer zone, Ross confirmed that all of his squadron had, indeed survived. The mission was an outstanding success.
17: Ground Zero[]
"Must have combat. So much combat. Need human blood. Combat. Conflict. Combat," Rordipus repeated in a mutter to himself. He was at stage 2 of the Urge, and it was becoming more than amusement for Instability. He was more of a nuisance now, but the Minister sat quietly in his Phantom as it flew through the Subway system. "Combat, need combat," Rordipus said starting to drool. Instability approached the pilot, "Where is our destination, good sir?"
The Pilot lifted his map of New York, pointing at a small area known as 'Ground Zero', "It appears that a section for the virus to deploy is this ancient ruin known as Ground Zero. Apparently, a grand human building once stood there until the early 21st Century in which other humans destroyed it, leaving this 'Ground Zero' behind."
"Then what is the importance of this ruin, wreckage is not a good place to deploy viruses. And why must we do it on their holy ground?" the Minister asked in curiosity.
"For numerous reasons apparently, Prophet. One reason is that with the battle going on and the civilians being evacuated, there is absolutley no reason for anyone to be there. The next reason is that we've killed all of the Human and Sangheili spies, so unlike the Subway, they don't know we are deploying it from Ground Zero too. And perhaps the most vital and juvenile reason, they defiled the Forerunner relics, so we will defile theirs," the Pilot said lifting the Phantom out of the Subway and into the streets. A bump was heard and it was obvious somebody had fell. Sighing, the Minister returned to the passenger hold to find that the Sangheili prisoner had fallen off his seat.
The Minister clicked his fingers as Rodipus reluctantly helped the Elite back to his seat rather than killing him. Rordipus continued to mumble to himself. "What is your name, Sangheili?" Instability asked in a calm and reassuring tone.
"My name is Rola 'Vadam, soldier of the Covenant Seperatists," Rola 'Vadam said spitting out blood. Some of the crimson juice found it's way to the Minister's robe. He brushed it off and prepared for more questions.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 09:39, May 14, 2011 (UTC)
18: Overwhelming Force[]
November 11, 2555, 34th Street, East of the Empire State Building, New York City
The 155mm gun of a M-855 Kodiak Heavy Assault Tank roared, blasting apart a Wraith the stood in front of a Covenant roadblock. The entire front of the vehicle was blown away in a ball of flames. The co-axial Gauss cannon of the Kodiak turned on the secondary target, a pair of Revanants, spitting out two slugs, each of them taking out one of the vehicles.
From behind the Kodiak, Lindsey Williamson peeked out, BR55 Battle Rifle in hand. She took aim at a Covenant deployable lookout tower and flipped the switch on the M456 Underbarrel Grenade Launcher mounted under her rifle, setting the weapon to "airburst" mode.
The laser range finder readout read "169 meters". Lindsey squeezed the trigger and send a 25mm "smart grenade" flying towards the deployable defensive position. The explosive round detonated over the head of a Jiralhanae who was charging up a plasma launcher.
The grenade blew away the upper half of the Brute in a mist of alien blood before it could get off a shot. The explosion ignited the methane tanks of several Unggoy manning the tower as well. As Lindsey took out the right deployable tower, the Kodiak tank vaporized the left one with a shot from its 155.
Several MA5C and BR55 rifles, as well as an SAW variant of the M247 GPMG opened up on the Covenant troops standing below the towers. The small arms of Lindseys ODST squad and several UNSC Army soldiers were quickly joined by the M41 LAAG and AIE 486 rotary machine guns of the Kodiak tank.
The Covenant in the apartment towers above, however, were quick to respond. A beam rifle shot burned through the head of a UNSC Army soldier next to Lindsey. He dropped to the ground, the hole in his head still smoking. Several more Kig-Yar snipers opened fire on the UNSC forces as Lindsey took cover behind massive heavy assault tank as the tank's LAAG gunner dove into the turret and slammed down the hatch.
The Kodiak's turret sprung into action as several Shade turrets in the apartment towers joined the snipers. Fuel rod shots from an anti-armor turret bounced of the Kodiak's thick frontal armor as the tank fired its main gun for the third time in the engagement. The Shade turret and two Kig-Yar were annihilated as the shot blew away the outer cladding of the building, revealing the steel skeleton and sending concrete, steel, and glass raining down from the explosion, onto the surviving Covenant troops on the street.
The Kodiak fired three more times, until the Covenant guns fell silent.
19: Interrogation[]
Time: 06:00, 11th November 2555
Location: Unidentified building, New York City
"What is your goal?" the Minister said casually pressing the electrical transmitter. Rola screamed in agony as the electric coursed through him. The electricity stopped it's assault and Rola coughed up more blood. Rola was now covered in multiple bruises, tears and scrapes; his torture was merciless.
"To stop you and the Brutes," Rola explained gradually pointing at Rordipus, "Truth's death is nothing compared to the annihilation of the Jiralhanae."
"Really, now Rola tell me, where are the Sangheili right now?" Instability asked in a reassuring tone, as if trying to lure Rola into a calm state.
"I will never tell you!" Rola bellowed as he was shocked again. Instability and Rola came eye to eye, and Rola felt as if the Prophet could see into his soul.
"Ok, I'll be honest Rola, we know where the Sangheili are. They were among the first to step in and fight us," Instability said typing something into a pad nearby. Unable to stand, Rola was lifted to his feet by Rordipus. Instability pressed enter as a hologram of New York appeared. It showed the streets and all the battles between the Remnants, Seperatists and Humans. A Kodiak fired three times in one area. Banshees and Falcons fought in the skies of the New York night. Rola, clutching his stomach, limped over to the hologram. Instability zoomed the hologram in to the southern area of the city, showing dozens of Sangheili battling the Jiralhanae. The Sangheili were being slaughtered before Rola's eyes, filling him with hatred and a drive for vengeance. Rola attempted to leap at the Minister, however Rordipus intervened and heabutted Rola with his Honour Guard helmet. Rola staggered to the ground as he clutched his wound again. "They brought this upon themselves, Rola," the Minister calmly stated without looking at him. The Gravity Throne turned around towards the Sangheili, Instability pointed at Rola, "You, however, can be saved! All you have to do is tell us what the Sangheili are planning."
"I will never reveal it, you monster!" Rola roared. The Minister sighed.
"Rola, you are intellegent. Your not like the other Elites, you have potential. You will tell me what I want, it's just a matter of getting your brain to work," the Minister said tapping the electric transmitter again. Rola screamed in writhing pain.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 15:13, May 17, 2011 (UTC)
20: Floor By Floor[]
November 11, 2555, 34th Street and Madison Avenue, About a block east of the Empire State Building, New York City
The M-855 Kodiak Heavy Assault Tank came to a halt in front of the remains of a Scarab that had been taken out by UNSC air power. The destroyed war machine, along with two destroyed Wraiths and several deployable guards towers and defenses blocked the street.
Beyond the destroyed Covenant roadblock stood a twenty-five-story office building, on top of which stood a number of Covenant Shade turrets. This was Lindsey Williamson's and her ODST squad's target. As the Kodiak tank and the column of Scorpions and Grizzlies that followed it turned down Madison Avenue in search of an alternate route to the Empire State Building, Lindsey and her ODST squad made their way over the wreckage of the Covenant roadblock.
As soon as they reached the other side of the destroyed roadblock, a light plasma turret in the third floor of the tower opened fire. The ODSTs dove for cover, lindsey ducking behind a severed Scarab leg. Glowing blue bolts of plasma flew overhead as Lindsey readied the M456 Grenade Launcher mounted under he BR55 rifle. After a few seconds of fire, the turret overheated.
Lindsey seized the chance. She got up from behind the leg of the ruined walker and fired a single 25mm smart grenade round into the room with plasma turret. The grenade exploded over he head of the Unggoy operating the gun, showering him in shrapnel, killing the alien instantly.
"Turret's down, into the alley!", Lindsey yelled as she ran for alley on the side of the office building, followed by the rest of her squad. The ODSTs stacked up against the side door of the building.
"Ramirez!", Lindsey said, "Get a charge on this door".
As Sgt. Carlos Ramirez placed an explosive charge on the door, Lindsey slung her BR55 over her shoulder and got out an IMI 2550 submachine gun. Ramirez blew the door and entered, M90 shotgun in hand, placing the weapon right against the right side of a stunned Brute's head. The ape-like alien's brains were thrown across the room as Lindsey came in behind Ramirez, taking down a pair of Unggoy manning a plasma turret in the front desk with a burst from her IMI 2550, before sending a Kig-Yar sniper next to them to a similar fate.
The rest of the ODSTs poured, taking down the rest of the Covenant troops occupying the first floor lobby with MA5B rifles, M7 SMGs, and M90 shotguns.
After ascending the stairs, Lindsey took point this time, opening the door to the second floor office building a crack, allowing an ODST named Johansson to toss a frag grenade into the room. The grenade exploded, taking out a squad of five grunts and Brute hiding behind an office cubicle.
Less than a second later, Lindsey kicked the door open and took down a deshielded Brute and three grunts with her IMI. The rest Ramirez blasted two more Brutes with his shotgun while a Chinese ODST named Mui took down a pair of unaware Jackal snipers with her MA5C.
The rest of the floors of the tower proceeded in much the same manner. On the seventh floor, an ODST named Mactavish scored a rather impressive knife kill, who managed to dodge a de-shielded Brute minor charging with a Spiker bayonet and jump onto its back, thrusting his knife in its neck. On the eleventh floor, Ramirez picked up a dead Grunt's needler, blowing apart two Brutes and several Unggoy and Jackals.
On the eighteenth floor, Lindsey herself added to the highlights reel, grappling with Kig-Yar Skirmisher and tossing him down a garbage chute, sending the bird-like alien falling to its death.
Finally, the ODST squad battled their way to the 25th floor, and onto the roof access. Ramirez blow down the roof access with a breaching charge, killing a Brute Minor who stood poised to opened the door and attack. Ramirez then proceeded to cut down a pair of Kig-Yar snipers with his shotgun, as Lindsey took out the Unggoy gunners of the plasma turrets with her IMI 2550.
Suddenly, a new threat appeared. A Jiralhanae chieftain charged Lindsey and Ramirez. The two ODSTs fired their weapons at the Brute, who responded by activating his shield booster. Lindsey and Ramirez both ducked as the overshielded Jiralhanae made a horizontal swing with the hammer, missing them by inches. As the Brute swung, he kept charging.
The chieftain could not stop in time, and instead, tripped over Lindsey's foot in an almost comical manner. The Jiralhanae fell forward, over the edge of the roof. The Jiralhanae chieftain's shield booster made it nigh-invulnerable to infantry-held weapons, however, more severe damage, such as artillery, air strikes, and, as this Brute learned the hard way, a twenty-five story plummet to the streets below, were more than even the powerful shield booster could save it from.
As Lindsey got up, she looked downward and spotted an splattered remains of the Jiralhanae chieftain on the pavement twenty stories below. From her their high vantage point, the ODST could also see the Empire State Building, and the ruins of taller, more modern buildings that surrounded it. Below the Empire State Building, A Kodiak tank made it's way along 33rd Street, having found a way around the wreckage blocking 34th Street. The tank pushed aside the few Covenant defenses that had survived the air strikes, making its way towards the next objective of Lindsey and countless other UNSC troops: The Empire State Building.
November 11, 2555, Octagon Towers (formerly the site of the 20th century Queensbridge Projects), Queens, New York
Evacuation
Mikiya Ryougi flew his AV-144 Falcon Gunship under a skybridge connecting two of the Octagon Towers, a group of structures consisting of eight 1500 meter skyscrapers surrounding a central 2000-meters tower, with a park taking up a central courtyard between the inner and outer towers. The outer towers were all connected to each other and to the central tower by a series of skybridges constructed in an octagonal pattern. The towers were constructed as a multi-use property, housing offices, apartments, and even a shopping mall on the lower levels. The towers had been constructed in the 2300s during a spree of urban renewal, in space that once was home to housing project next to the Queensboro Bridge. Now, the towers were a UNSC evacuation site, with civilians being sent to the VTOL pad on the top of the tower.
Mikiya and the rest of the 24th Attack VTOL Squadron were no strangers to flying between skyscrapers, having done so repeatedly in the Battle of Tokyo and the rest of the campaign to drive the Covenant out of Japan in late 2552 and early 2553. And now, two years later, Mikiya was fighting the same enemy on the other side of the globe.
Three Covenant Air Artillery craft flew in from Brooklyn, surrounded by Banshees, Vampires and Phantoms. Mikiya flew straight at them as he said "Incoming Covenant aircraft from the south, engage at will, take out those air artillery before that get into range of the evac point!". The sound of the lock tone filled the cockpit of the Falcon Gunship as Mikiya pressed the fire button on his flight stick, sending a swarm of six Argent air-to-air missiles. The missiles impacted in balls of flames, blowing an Air Artillery, three Vampires and two Banshees out of the air. The missiles fired by Mikiya's squadron mates, as well as a Spartan Laser mounted on the nose a Lt. Satou's aircraft took down the the rest of the Air Artillery and several more Banshees.
As the last Covenant aircraft were downed by Wolverine SAMs and SAM batteries mounted on wet navy vessels in the East River, Mikiya's radio crackled to life. "This is Sgt. Williams of the 1st Infantry Division, our APC is destroyed and we have encountered multipe Echo Tangos including two Hunters about two blocks south of the evac point. We have civilians with us and are in need of assistance. Marking our position with a green smoke."
Mikiya spotted the column of green smoke and flew in closer to investigate. In the streets below him, he saw a group of UNSC Army soldiers and civilians taking cover behind the destroyed remains of a Cougar APC. Some of the civilians appeared to have armed themselves with weapons scavenged from fallen Covenant... or UNSC troops. The UNSC infantry did not seem to be stopping them from taking them... In wars of the past, a civilian picking up a weapon would have made them a target, increasing the probability of their death. But Covenant were different, especially the Brutes and Jackals. They would kill any human they met, military or civilian, armed or not. If they're going to shoot you anyway, might as well shoot back...
On the other side of the destroyed APC, a pack of about a dozen Brutes, twenty Grunts, and two Hunters fired at the humans. Before Mikiya or his gunner, Aoi Miyazaki, could act, a Grunt tossed a plasma grenade over the Cougar, sticking it to a civilian woman. The explosion killed the woman, another civilian, a man, and a UNSC army soldier. A boy of no more then ten stared what was left of the two civilians, his parents, with tears in his eyes. He looked down before him and grabbed an M7 caseless SMG from a dead UNSC Army soldier and ran out from cover before anyone could stop him. The boy pointed the SMG at the horde of Covenant, the recoil throwing around the weapon wildly. Nonetheless, by sheer chance... or perhaps karma, the Unggoy threw the plasma grenade that killed the child's parents was itself riddled with by the SMG inexpertly wielded by the boy. The grunt fell face down on the floor, dead.
The child's bittersweet taste of vengeance was short-lived, however. Seconds after he killed the Grunt, a round from a Brute Spiker hit the boy in the forehead. Mikiya and Aoi, who never knew the child, he only saw the event from the zoomed view of a the gun camera of a Falcon, still both felt there eyes begin to water. Aoi Miyazaki turned the 30mm of the Falcon on the Covenant squad and held down the trigger. The two Lekgolo were the first to fell the wrath of the cannon, the 30mm shells piercing their armor and exploding inside their bodies, launching Lekgolo worms everywhere. The Brutes were subsequently reduced to blood stains on the pavement as the Unngoy were torn apart by shrapnel and blow to pieces by the explosions of their own methane tanks.
Mikiya flew the Falcon Gunship over civilians and their military escort, until a transport Falcon arrived to airlift the survivors to the evac point. Shortly afterwards, the Pelicans carrying the civilians at the evac point were loaded up, and Mikiya was cleared to return to base.
November 11, 2555, Stewart Air Force Base, New York
All the Difference in the World
Mikiya Ryougi sat at a table in the corner of the off duty bar, slowly sipping away at a beer, trying to drown the images of the last moments of the parents, the UNSC soldier, and the child out of his head. Try as he might, he couldn't get them out of the his mind.
Aoi walked up to Mikiya's table and said in Japanese, so as not to allow anyone to overhear, "It's about the mission, isn't it."
"Hai", Mikiya replied dejectedly, "I feel like... I failed them... If I had got there sooner, they would all still be alive."
"I understand what your feeling, I saw it too.", Aoi said, "But look at it this way, if you hadn't shown up at all, there would have been twelve more people dead. To them, we made all the difference in the world... you made all the difference in the world..."
21: Fiery Sensation[]
Ground Zero was aflame, burning any and all organic beings inside. Multiple Jiralhanae equipped with flamethrowers did not halt in their onslaught. Initially, the ruins of the World Trade Center were abandoned; apparently forgotten by the inhabitants. However since the invasion, the Jiralhanae had gotten their plans wrong and some homeless civilians made the ruins their new home. How foolish the transients were, and the Jiralhanae gave them warning. The fire purged any and all, fire is the only thing that can truly expand. Water just spreads out into what shape it can, fire grows in size and conquers all. The wretched screams of the homeless and the cowering civilians filled the air as charred bodies flung themselves out of the fire and slowly died in one of the most painful ways imaginable. The Jiralhanae didn't care; there wasn't a reason for them to care. As the last living being, a mother, came out of the fire and burned to death, seven Phantoms flew above and extinguished the fire with gallons of water from the Atlantic. Prepared to begin the operation, the Jiralhanae unloaded the virus cannisters.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 06:56, May 23, 2011 (UTC)
22:Won't Back Down[]
The night was dead, not even the sleeping Unggoy guards with their ever vigilant Jiralhanae master seemed to notice the assorted force of humans and Sangheili,waiting, watching, ready at any moment to unleash hell on the guards.
"Wait for it, wait for it, now" The First Lieutenant said into his radio, a barrage of sniper rifle shot and particle beams pierced the serene night. The Jiralhanae were killed first, and then the unsuspecting Unggoy, the snipers doing their job perfectly, without hesitation.
"GO,GO, GO, GO!!! Move up before they get their senses back!!" The First Lieutenant shouted. Wolowitz ran, he aimed down the sights of his BR55 and fired repeatedly, the Jiralhanae went berserk after he lost his armor, Wolowitz lobbed one of his Plasma Grenades, sticking one of the Grunts in the Jiralhanae's Lance. The grenade detonated, taking the Grunt and the brute with it. Sangheili followed up, targeting the anti air guns with their Fuel Rod Guns, Plasma Launchers, and Concussion Rifles, the first was destroyed within a few seconds. Wolowitz continued fighting after recovering from the awe of the sheer firepower put out by their new allies.
"Chieftain!!" Wolowitz shouted. as he dove out of the way of the Jiralhanae's hammer strike. A ODST unloaded two clips of Assault Rifle into the Brute, the Shock Trooper beat the creature to death with the butt of their rifle. The Trooper's visor unpolarized to reveal a familiar face, Amy Farrah Fowler.
"Wolowitz, get your head down, your helmet isn't going to do much to protect you from a particle beam!" As if on cue a particle beam impacted the wall behind them. The second anti-air gun erupted in a plume of purple flame. A Falcon was flying close air support, it's 30mm chain gun tearing apart the guards, a Fuel Rod struck the cockpit and the VTOL came crashing down.
"Dammit! Kilo Squadron, the airspace is not secure, repeat airspace not secure!!" The First Lieutenant spat. Wolowitz was linig up a shot at a Jiralhane Major when his eyes widened, the Jiralhanae was holding a young boy by the neck while fireing his Brute Shot.
"Wolowitz take the shot!" a Marine Sargent shouted.
"He's holding a civilian!"
"Its them or us, Wolowitz! Innocent people are going to die, take, the shot!" The Marine Sargent demanded, sounding more and more desperate as grenades detonated behind him. Wolowitz fired his BR55, aiming dead center for the creature's head. He fired repeatedly, the first shots going through the boy while the next one impacted the Brute, killing it. he noticed that his hands were trembling more then they ever had before. He shook it off and continued laying down fire, killing several Brutes and Grunt. Minutes later and the third anti air gun exploded. The Human-Sangheili force cheered in victory, while Wolowitz stared blankly at the dead body of the young boy. Amy put a firm hand on his shoulder.
"You did what you had to, your not a bad person, that Brute deserved to die for doing that" War does not determine who is right, only who is left 14:36, May 23, 2011 (UTC)
23: Urban Hell[]
November 11, 2555, Harlem, New York City
The combined Human-Elite squad made their way slowly through the urban jungle of Manhattan. They continually swung their guns around, and all of them kept their eyes peeled as they made their way in staggered formation up the street. The worst part of this was the snipers. The large buildings of concrete and steel made this the perfect place to hide and pick people off. Not even the rumors of Scarabs being dropped in could compare to the paranoia that the entire squad felt. Up in a window, a beam of bright purple plasma fell down and splashed right at Daniel Howe's foot. Yelling, “Sniper,” he returned fire. Instantly, the air filled with weapons fire as the squad was shot at from multiple sides.
Zack yelled across the comm, “We gotta get some cover.” One of the Elites said, “Human. Let us go inside the building.” Daniel thought for a split second then said, “All right. Mark, you and the other Elites cover us. Randy, get over here.” Randy ran over as Mark returned fire. “Daniel said to him, “Okay, on three, you chuck a grenade.” “Got it,” said Randy as he pulled a frag grenade out of his belt. Daniel counted in his head and then said, “Three,” as he opened the door open a crack. Randy tossed the grenade into the room. As the explosion from the grenade ended, Daniel ripped open the door and sprayed the room with his shotgun. Looking he said, :Clear. Everybody inside, now!.” One by one, the members of the squad dived into the room, and began returning fire out of the windows.
Daniel said over the comm, “Looks like we're going to have to do this the hard way, building by building. You've read the manuals, you know how it is. You go anywhere in a building you haven't been before, you chuck a grenade first. Going through a closed door, chuck a grenade, turning a corner, chuck a grenade first. Don't take anything for granted, watch out for snipers, stick with a buddy, and you'll maybe get through this alive. Alright, lets move!” Together, the combined squad slowly made their way through the buildings of Manhattan, fighting a dozen bloody battles through the urban hell that the city had become. --Azecreth 19:39, May 23, 2011 (UTC)
24: Bloodstained Pavement[]
November 11, 2552, Highway 3
Al and the remaining ODSTs received new orders shortly after they retook the UNSC Offices. Their new orders were to take Highway 3 out of New York industrial and head north toward the Downtown districts. Two M12 troop transport Warthogs filled with the bloody remnants of the drop group sped at speeds up to 89 Kilometers per hour, passing stalled cars and Destroyed UNSC Armor that was caught in a traffic jam. "Think anyones left?" an ODST yelled to Alphonse over the Roar of the super charged engines. "No Idea!" Alphonse responded."I hope so." Just then, Alphonse heard a faint wail over the engines. He put his Helmet on and amplified the audio. The sound was far off but he could make it out, it was the sound of a Covenant Banshee. "Helmets on!" Alphonse said through his throat Mic. "Anyone hear that?" "Yea, it sounds like Covie air support. Is it friendly, I heard the split jaws our on our team now." The ODST in the seat beside him asked. "don't count on it. All the Elites are in the city on the ground." another ODST replied "It's getting closer!"
The stubby winged purple aircraft entered view to the rear of the Warthogs, almost matching the speed of the ODST's vehicles. "It's staying back there! Whats it doing?"
"Get the Fifty out of the crate, mount it on the back of the role-cage Marine!" Alphonse ordered. "Do not slow down!" he said to the Driver. The stubby winged flyer began to speed up. It soon matched the speed of the convoy. The marines had mounted a small 50 cal. Turret on the rear bar of the M12's role-cage. The troopers began to fire on the enemy aircraft. The first salvo of tracers struck the flyer in the left wing, shaking it slightly in flight. The Banshee fired back. White-hot plasma bolts struck the road inches behind the Warthog, the heat wash caused the troopers to flinch. The convoy was nearing an exit, the blinking sign above it said, "<EXIT 13 TO NEW YORK DOWNTOWN METRO PLEASE USE CAUTION>"
"Thats our exit! We have to lose this guy!" Al pointed to a trooper in his vehicle "You, take that rocket out of the hatch!" The exit was nearing, the ODST moved across the cramped open space of the bed of the Warthog and pulled out a small crate that said SPNKR on the top. He opened the pressure seal and retrieved the Rocket Launcher. The Banshee adjusted course, leaving the rear M12 that was firing at it and it began to fire on Al's vehicle. A fired bolt struck beside the trooper that tried to shoulder the rocket, sparks and head caused him to drop the weapon and stumble to the floor at his squad mate's feet. He slowly got up, using the role bar for a hand hold, he painfully raised the SPNKR and using his HUD to target the flyer, he fired. The rocket streaked across the small space between the Warthog and the flyer, striking it before the pilot had any chance to evade and it exploded into a crimson and blue shower of metal and flames. The Warthogs turned off the Highway just in time to catch the exit.--http://halofanon.wikia.com/wiki/User:Captain_Foster 16:34, May 26, 2011 (UTC)
25: Zero Tolerance, Zero Support[]
Location: Near Ground Zero, New York City
Rola was lying down against a corner, he was shaking. Instability looked through the window of a large building overlooking the legendary Ground Zero. A rather loud shredding noise ringed in the Minister's ear; Rordipus entered moements later. Rordipus was being lost to the Urge, and even Instability decided to spend less time with him. Due to the Minister's elusive and seclusive nature, he had not been discovered by the humans or Sangheili, and thus Rordipus had not combat for months on end. After Truth told the Minister to go to New York, his visit was postponed by Rordipus not recieving the message right and flying them towards a land known as 'South America'. Rordipus and the pack of Jiralhanae fought valiantly against the native wildlife and wilderness. As a matter of fact, the large group could not reach New York for years due to the landscape between New York and the southern Amazon rainforest. Just before reaching a group of fellow remnants (with capable transport) was encountered, the Minister had been stabbed by an animal. While still affected by Earth diseases, the San 'Shyuum had a much stronger immune system compared to Humans and Sangheili. However, that was two months ago, and the Jiralhanae were still trying to figure out how to cure it. The Minister gripped his wrist, feeling slightly weaker. Dying was unlikely, as with the pillaging of the city, a cure would likely be discovered, captured and used. Rola shivered, blinking rapidly as if he was breaking down into a nervous wreck. With the Minister ill, Rola tortured and Rordipus losing his sanity, everyone in the room remained mostly silent. Rordipus approached Instability, revealing a large patch of open skin; numerous scrape marks where the fur should be.
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26: Zoning Violation[]
00:35 Hours, November 12, 2555, Above the Financial District, New York City.
Ross East flew his F/A-712 Scimitar multirole fighter over the Financial District of New York City, behind Covenant lines, along with the rest of the 333rd Squadron. Their target: the construction site for a Covenant teleportation tower in center of Battery Park.
As Ross and his squadron neared the edge of the forest of skyscrapers, the mostly-completed tower came into view on his helmet-mounted night vision display. The structure was already as tall as a 30-story building, only the shield generator and part of the upper deck remained to be built. Surrounding the tower were large gravity lifts, Covenant cranes. In a few days, the tower would be capable of transporting Covenant forces from the carrier out beyond the Verrazano Narrows.
A patrolling squadron of Seraphs appeared on Ross' radar screen. "Incoming bandits, all units engage", Ross commanded into the radio, "I'll deal with the spire.
On this mission, Ross' aircraft lacked any air-to-air missiles in order to carry a single 10,000 pound heavy bunker buster bomb, the only defense against marauding Seraphs was the oversized SPARTAN laser carried by his aircraft.
Ross' sqaudronmates fired off six ASGM-12 missiles into the night, taking down four Seraphs, but the other three remained flying. One of the Covenant fighters flew straight at Ross, determined to stop his bombing run. The alien fighter, however, was struck down by a shot from Ross' nose-mounted laser, sending it down in flames.
As the rest of the 333rd quickly finished off the last of the outnumbered Seraphs, Ross pressed the bomb-release button on his flight stick. The bomb fell from his aircraft, impacting the lower half of tower, penetrating the walls, and exploding in a great ball of flames. The teleportation spire collapse, its supports destroyed, and fell to the ground as Ross and the rest of the squadron returned to base.
27: Coming Around[]
November 12, 2555, Just outside Downtown off highway 3
Alphonse cleared the sweat off his brow. He stared at his arm mounted Datapad, reviewing his team roster and his new objectives. He was to move into the heart of the city and assist forces in securing an ancient location, the Empire State Building. He and his units sat on the side of a street in their vehicles, they had circled back around, leaving the city at one point only to reenter the city later. Their evac points had been overrun and they had no other options. "Can we get some help from the Pride?" an ODST asked Al. "Get Fleet-Comm on the line." Al said, gesturing to the radio in the Warthog. "If you get a connection patch them to my helmet." "Aye sir."
"If we can get a pelican this will make our job a hell of a lot easer. To many roads blocked, to many Covies in the street." Al thought to himself. "Fleet-Comm is on the line sir! Patching them to you." All Alphonse heard was static, but he could make out the smooth voice of the Captain. "Sargent? What seems to be the problem?." "We need a ride, roads are blocked,we can't get to the downtown districts." Al replied. "I can only spare one Sargent, forward me your GPS location and info, Pelican Bravo 014 is inbound." "Copy that, over and out." AL sighed in relief.--http://halofanon.wikia.com/wiki/User:Captain_Foster 16:30, May 27, 2011 (UTC)
28[]
Wolowitz nearly collapsed from the exhaustion of the fighting. They had secured a firm foothold by the Empire State Building, and he was pretty sure the First Lieutenant wasn't going to let go of it that easily. Several Sangheili were conversing with a human tech, discussing how to bring down the jamming field. Wolowitz's company was on guard duty, which he was thankful for, they had been hit hard, then again, he was in the Corps, he could barely remember a day in the Human-Covenant War where they weren't hit hard.
"All UNSC aircraft, if you can hear this, you have permission to provide close air support, repeat all UNSC aircraft, you have permission to provide close air support, have a nice day" The First Lieutenant said over a rather large comms array.
"Lieutenant, we've finally cracked it." an overexcited tech said, nearly bouncing up and down.
"I'm listening."
"We've discovered a frequency that the Covenant can't jam continuously, they lack the power to encrypt a certain frequency for extended periods of time without the Jammer's capacitors being overloaded, or it primary systems getting fried thus every thirty minutes they have to pause to re-stabilize and cool down, this takes two minutes" The tech replied calming down slightly.
"So every hour we can issue two commands over the B-Net"
"In essence, yes, I'm sure that's enough time to transmit regrouping orders" War does not determine who is right, only who is left 23:16, May 26, 2011 (UTC)
29: The Blue Button[]
A Jiralhanae hauled a large, thin item on his back. It was vibrant purple and had a single aqua 'eye' in the centre. It looked as if the blue plasma was swirling around in the circle, which was covered by a plastic like substance. The plasma was a small whirpool, being sucked into the centre which looked like a pure azure 'pupil'. Numerous Jiralhanae carried smaller, similair items which featured crimson eyes rather than the awe inspiring azure. The human building had been repurposed to suit the Covenant's needs. The devices had been spread throughout the Covenant controlled city. Three even managed to reach the Empire State Building, in which the Phantom barely evaded the human barrage. Instability was sorrounded by an arch infront of him, featuring multiple buttons and levers; they were connected to all the items. Each button boasted a light, which shone red. In a few minutes, one of the red became a dazzling blue. The red dots then began to rapidly be replaced by the blue counterpart. Rordipus' entire left wrist had been stripped of it's fur and he had covered it up with an Honour Guard bracer. Instability quietly coughed to himself, feeling under the weather. It wasn't enough to stop him, however. Calling Rordipus over, the Minister gave an order, "Bring in Rola."
"Yes, hol-ho-holy prophet," Rordipus said taking a bow. He had began to stutter as the Urge began to deteriorate his sanity and force his rage to build up. Loud barks drummed in the Minister's ears as Rordipus violently brought Rola on his knees before the San 'Shyuum. Rola quivered as he was brought next to Instability. The San 'Shyuum reassured Rola, "Don't worry, you don't have to do anything," Rola took a deep breath of relief, "All you need to do is watch."
Instability gripped Rola's hand and the two palms slammed down on the central button. All over New York, Jiralhanae looked in awe as a hologram of the Minister of Instability appeared before them...
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30: Your Show Sucks[]
UNSC and Covenant Separatist forces surrounded the Empire State Building, and controlled the skies above. The Covenant remnant forces defending the structure, however, continued refused to give an inch. A UNSC Grizzly tank coming in from the west on 34th Street fired its main gun at a Locust walker fired its particle beam cannon at the Kodiak Heavy Assault Tank coming in from the east. The 120mm shell hit the rear plasma core, sending the walker up in a ball of flames.
An F/A-712 Scimitar Multirole Fighter flew in from above and released four Scorpion air-to-ground missiles, each one destroying a Wraith or Locust on 5th Avenue, before the fighter came around again, firing its nose mounted laser cannon at several Shade turrets, two Brute Prowlers, two deployable lookout towers, and a Shadow APC parked in defensive postions near east entrance. The Covenant postions exploded in a huge ball of blue flames as plasma cores exploded.
On the roof of an apartment building on 34th street, across from the Empire State Building, Lindsey Williamson stood with her BR55 Battle Rifle with attached M456 grenade launcher. Lindsey fired a 25mm grenade round at a Covenant fuel rod cannon turret on a platform somewhere between the 25th and 30th floor of the Empire State Building, blowing the gun position to pieces. Meanwhile, another ODST named Ramirez took out a second turret with an M41 SSM rocket launcher.
The squad's sniper, a Sgt. MacTavish eliminated two Kig-Yar snipers in the 34th and 47th floors of the tower, before turning his attention to a Covenant defensive position near the north entrance to the tower. As he set his sights on a Jiralhanae Chieftain that was standing back behind the lines, directing fire, a hologram pedestal next to the chieftain activated in the in the heat of battle. The image of a Covenant Prophet, the Minister of Instability, appeared in the hologram.
MacTavish squeezed the trigger of his SRS 99 anti-materiel sniper rifle, sending a 14.5mm armor piercing discarding sabot round through the Jiralhanae's head, vaporizing it's brains, before the round continues, blowing through the holographic pedestal, taking the prophet's speech off the air. Two Kig-Yar on the 15th floor of the Empire State Building fired at Mactavish, missing him by inches, before a Scorpion tank fired it's main gun, blowing a hole in the walls that exposed the floor to their view.
Lindsey Williamson fired her BR at two Brutes and several Grunts revealed by the hole in the wall. The other ODSTs added their fire, and quickly eliminated the Covenant in the room. MacTavish, meanwhile, had picked off the two more Brutes, in one case scoring a perfect headshot that vaporized the Jiralhanae's entire head. Mactavish then took out a pair of Hunters that were firing on UNSC troops, hitting them in their vulnerable gap in their rear armor, before reloading with armor-piercing discarding sabot incendiary ammunition and shooting an Unggoy manning a Shade turret in the methane tank, causing an explosion that destroyed the turret and killed two nearby Kig-Yar.
MacTavish then took out a Brute Prowler by shooting it the engine with his rifle, causing its power core to explode violently, before destroying a Revenant light plasma mortar vehicle and Shadow APC in the same manner. A Scorpion tank and a Cougar APC rolled firing range of the defensive line and took out the remaining Covenant forces with their guns, before the Cougar offloaded a squad of UNSC troops.
Elsewhere, APCs, both UNSC Cougars and Covenant Separatist Shadows offloaded troops. Groups of soldier, human, Sangheilli, Unggoy, and Lekgolo alike all awaited the order to enter. Finally, Lindsey's radio crackled to life, the ODSTs were to use their jet packs to enter via the hole blown in the 15th floor wall.
Lindsey Williamson and the other ODSTs activated their jump packs and flew across the street, all of them landing the hole, which was big enough to drive a Grizzly tank through. Lindsey got out her IMI 2550 SMG, as Mactavish got out his M90 shotgun.
The room they had entered was a wide office area, divided up into cubicles. The nearest cubicles, however, had been blown apart and toppled when the Scorpion shot the hole in the wall. On the opposite side of the door, an Unggoy burst into the room.
"Enemy here! Inside!", the Grunt said, before its life was ended by a three round burst from Lindsey's SMG.
The ODSTs took cover behind a large chunk of concrete that had fallen from the walls of the tower as about a dozen Grunts and four brutes. An ODST named Johanssen grabbed a spike grenade of a dead Jiralhanae and tossed the grenade over a divider. The grenade got stuck in the side of a Brute Minor, blowing the alien to pieces and sending a piece of spiky shrapnel into the face of a Grunt.
Lindsey tossed a frag grenade, blowing away two more grunts, before grabbing a red Brute Plasma Rifle from a dead brute lying on the ground and dual wielded it with her IMI 2550.
"You four", Lindsey said, pointing to a group of the ODSTs, "Go with MacTavish and flank left, rest of you, with me, were going right."
Lindsey got up, firing her SMG and plasma rifle, making the Covenant forces drop to the floor, before she ran, ducking between the divider. Lindsey stopped in one cubicle to fire her plasma rifle and SMG, taking down one of the Brutes and two Grunts.
Lindsey's squad pushed on, reaching the side of the alien forces, Lindsey firing her IMI 2550 and plasma rifle, taking down a grunt and de-shielding a Brute, which was taken down with a shotgun blast from Mactavish, who came in from the left. Another ODST took down a Jackal with an SMG of his own, this one a standard issue M7 instead of an IMI 2550 like Lindsey's. Several more Covenant were taken down by SMG, assault rifle, and shotgun fire, before Lindsey plasma rifle ran out of batteries and her SMG ran out of ammo. Lindsey dropped both weapons and drew her Misraih M2511 pistol, chambered for 12.7mm UNSC service ammuntion and fired off several shot, dropping two more Grunts as Ramirez gunned down the last Brute with hid MA5K carbine. A Jackal came up behind Ramirez, only for Lindsey to grab it and stick her combat knife in its eye.
As the Kig-Yar let out its dying breath, Lindsey picked up her IMI 2550 and reloaded it, as the rest of he squad reloaded the rest of their weapons. As she reloaded, Lindsey said, "Room clear, nice work".
31: Distress Call[]
Time: November 2555
Location: Unknown Building near Ground Zero, New York
Instability's words seemed to be repeating in Rola's mind. It was if his broadcast had reached it's destination and then retracted and inplanted itself into his brain.
"The humans are getting closer and I can no longer leave as much as I would like to, so I need the faithful to inform me of the virus production. I want a report on the subway immediatley!" Instability concluded before pressing the button. The gigantic hologram of him in the centre of the circular building dissipated. Numerous bleeping sounds could be heard as his hologram vanished from all the holographic projectors. Rola collapsed, feeling his strength fading away. "Fine, I will give you this break, but interrogation will restart soon," the Minister said before floating away. Rordipus barked at the Minister as the two left the room. Pulling himself up, Rola gripped the button, and selected locations he knew had been taken over by the UNSC during the battle. "If anyone is out there, I need assistance. I am being held in a building near Ground Zero. If anyone can hear this, send help! I don't know how much longer I can last," Rola said before collapsing again.
Short post, --Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 15:23, May 30, 2011 (UTC)
32: Surprise Attack[]
November 11, 2555, 1440 Hours local time.
High Rock Park, Greenbelt Park, Staten Island, New York.
While other UNSC forces in the area launched their assault on the Covenant positions around the Empire State Building, Lt. James Basilone and his platoon of ODSTs crouched between trees and wooden shelters in High Rock Park in the Greenbelt of Staten Island, at a now-abandoned campsite.
The Covenant controlled the east side of Staten Island, including an area near the Verrazano Narrows Bridge that was now a major urban area of New York, with skyscrapers having sprouted up in the 2200s when space elsewhere in New York started getting too expensive. The UNSC, however, still held the central line of hills and woods that was the Greenbelt.
The ODSTs stood ready to attack any Jiralhanae spec ops soldiers heading through the park as an attempt to flank around a UNSC road block at the corner of Manor Road and Rockland Ave to the south and hit it from behind. For this purpose, they had placed hidden couple of claymore mines on the side of the path, aimed right at the Brutes.
The quiet of the woods was broken by the sound of dead leaves crunching under footsteps. Then, Basilone saw them, about a 15 watery outlines, Brutes in active camouflage.
"Everyone", Basilone said, "Set VISR systems to thermal now but do not engage".
The Jiralhanae lit up on the thermal sight of the VISR system, plain as day.
"Zhang!", Basilone ordered, "Detonate those claymores!". The claymore mines exploded, launching hundreds of metal ball bearings toward to the Brutes, shredding through alien flesh. Six Jiralhanae fell, while two more were wounded and half the squad deshielded.
A Jiralhanae got our an incendiary grenade, but Kamarov, the ODST sniper who replaced Tomoe, the squad's previous sniper, who died three years before in Tokyo, sent a 14.5mm rifle round right through the Brutes head, practically decapitating it.
Basilone raised his M247 GPMG and fired from the hip, riddling two shield-less Brutes with bullets, striking them down, before he was forced to duck behind a stone fire ring surrounding a large campfire pit to avoid being hit by the retaliatory barrage of Spiker fire.
A Brute Captain got out his Brute Shot an fired three rounds at a wooden picnic shelter, which was blown apart, killing an ODST. Basilone dove out the way, behind a tree, just as the Brute with grenade launcher blew away the stone fire pit ring.
Basilone replied with his LMG, cutting down the Brute shot gunner as an ODST with an M510 Multi-Shot Grenade Launcher fired his weapon, taking out two Brutes and wounding a third, which was finished off by a burst from a BR55 Battle Rifle. Another shock trooper killed a brute who ran at him with large, machete-like blade with an M90 Shotgun, before he threw a frag grenade, which blew away Brute hiding in a wooden shelter.
There were now only four Brutes left, including Chieftain armed with a light plasma cannon. Basilone fired his LMG into the surviving Brutes, dropping two of them as massed assault rifle and SMG fire took down the third. A 14.5mm round deshielded the chieftain, before the combined fire from the ODST platoon chewed it to pieces.
As the last alien fell, Basilone reloaded his LMG and said, "Zhang, hide some C12 under those alien bodies, when the Covies realize their patrol is dead, they'll probably send some more foot mobiles to check it out. Once you've got that set, come with me and the rest of the platoon into the woods.
After Zhang set up C12 on several of the Brute bodies, he met with Basilone and took cover behind a tree.
33: Lion's Teeth and Wings of ash[]
November 2552, Robert F. Kennedy Bridge, New York.
The Warthogs passed by even more stalled cars. "Where is everyone?" an ODST asked his CO. "Just be glad that aint your familly car." "Damn Straight." The ODSTs where crossing the halfway point of the cratered and pitted bridge when, an explosion rocked the convoy. The lead vehicle had ran over a mine set by retreating covenant forces. The first Warthog was thrown feet into the air and it tumbled into the center divider of the road throwing ODSTs from the troop bed. Alphonse was thrown from the vehicle.
Alphonse rose to his feet with the help of another ODST, his vision blurry and his helment gone all he could make out was the flaming remains of his Warthog. "GET UP SARGE! We're under fire!" Alphonse heard a noise that sounded like a mix between a lightning strike and the sound an airlock makes when it opens. Then, the ODST helping him to his feet dropped to the ground, his visor shattered and blood spewing from his wound.
A Kig-Yar sniper was firing on him and his men. A purple beam struck the ground by his hand, close enough to burn him. Al gathered his strength and ran for the one remaining Warthog. By now the remaining troopers figured that the shots where comming from a 7 story modern building at the far side of the bridge. The ODSTs fired randomly in that direction. Alphonse made it to the driver side of the Warthog when he was struck in the lower back by the sniper's beam. The driver helped him into the vehicle.
Alphonse, coughing up blood and laying across the lap of the driver who was now driving the Warthog in reverse back to the safty of a awning covered toll booth, saw Pelican Bravo-014 streak over the bridge and strafe the building with its chin mounted machine gun. "Someone call for a pick up! Skys clear enough that I can pick you fools up without getting my wings shot off!" the pilot said, his static shrouded voice coming from the M12's radio.
The Dropship circled and set down beside the row of toll booths. Only six of the original Fourteen ODSTs entered the Pelican, Al, his back filled with Biofoam and both his and his squadmate's blood on his face fell onto the extendable Cot. "We're landing near the Empire State Building, to see how we can help anyone else, the Pride has a Covie Destroyer up its ass, so im with you guys!" the pilot yelled to the troopers in the "Blood Tray". The troop bay of a Pelican was nicknamed the "Blood Tray" by pilots because most of the time it was coated in blood, today that name realy fit. --http://halofanon.wikia.com/wiki/User:Captain_Foster 03:39, June 2, 2011 (UTC)
34: 25th Floor- More Covies[]
November 11, 2555, 25th Floor, Empire State Building, New York City
Lt. Lindsey Williamson burst into the 25th floor of the Empire State Building from the stairwell, closely followed by the rest of the ODST sqaud. A Grunt armed with a light plasma turret stood in front of her. The Unggoy caught a three-round burst from Lindsey's IMI 2550 SMG before it could get off a shot. Lindsey then turned her attention to a Brute Minor and two Kig-Yar armed with a plasma rifle, which she took down with a long burst from her SMG.
Sgt. Carlos Ramirez followed Lindsey in, M95 Fully Automatic Shotgun in hand, blowing away a Brute to the left which tried to run at them with the bayonet on its Brute Shot. Ramirez then took down a few Grunts as Mui and Sanderson focused fire from their MA5K carbines on a final Brute and two Jackals that ran our from a restroom, riddling the aliens with bullets.
"Clear!", Lindsey yelled as she reloaded her weapon, "Everyone on me, we'll take them one room at a time. Mactavish, Sanderson, watch our flanks as we go in."
Lindsey walked up to an office and kicked down the door. It was empty. "Room clear!", she yelled.
The next few offices were much the same, as were both the restrooms. Ramirez tossed a frag grenade into a large pair of double doors leading into a boardroom. The grenade exploded, taking out four Grunts and a Jackal and de-shielding a Brute, staining the room in alien blood.
The ODSTs burst in on the surprised Covenant troops, who turned from their previous positions aiming plasma turrets, fuel rod guns, and beam rifles out the window. Lindsey took down the unshielded Brute armed with a fuel rod cannon with a burst of fire from her IMI 2550, as two Grunt turret gunners fell to an SMG of a different model, Mactavish's M7. Ramirez, meanwhile, raised his auto shotgun and unloaded on a Brute Chieftain that swung around and tried to bring a plasma autocannon in was firing from the hip to bear. The Chieftain was hit by three rifled slugs before its shielding failed and its head was blown clean off by a fourth shotgun slug.
Lindsey, Dunn, and Mui concentrated their fire to take down another Brute, before Dunn took out a pair of Jackal Snipers, ill equipped for the close range fighting in building. Roycewicz dropped a couple of fuel rod grunts with his underbarrel shotgun mounted on his MA5C.
"CLEAR!", Lindsey yelled as the fallen Covenant soldiers breathed their last.
Lindsey lead the other ODSTs through the rest of the floor, taking out the occasional Grunt or Brute, before finally making it to the elevators, which had been sabotaged by the Covenant, their doors blown open, revealing the shaft.
Suddenly, Lindsey and the other ODSTs heard a loud buzzing sound coming from the elevator shaft. That could only mean one thing.
"Shit, Buggers!", Ramirez yelled as he took aim at one of the elevator doors. The rest of the ODST squad followed suit seconds later. A swarm of Drones poured out from the elevator. The first few were cut apart by a hail of fire, blowing off wings, limbs, and heads and splattering the elevator wall with hemolymph.
About ten of the Yanme'e got though, however. A Drone Major dove down and grabbed Lindsey by the shoulder with its large claws and raised her a few feet into the air, dragging her towards the open elevator shaft, planning to drop the ODST to her death.
Lindsey, however, was to quick for the insectiod alien. She siezed her combat knife and thrust it into the chest of the Drone. The Yanme'e fell to the floor, still writhing on the ground as it tried to reach for the nearest weapon, Lindsey's IMI 2550 SMG. Lindsey stomped on the back of the wounded Drone's head, crushing it's exoskeleton with a crunching sound.
Lindsey then retrieved her IMI 2550 and opened fire, cutting down three drones, as Ramirez shredded a couple more with his shotgun, and the rest of the sqaud disposed of the remaining drones, one of which Mactavish stabbed in the eye with his combat knife when it tried to pick him up.
"Floor clear, Excellent work", Lindsey said as the last Drone fell to the floor. Lindsey retrieved her combat knife from the body of the dead Drone, before the squad made their way back to the stairwell, stepping over countless shell casings and dead Covenant.
35: I trusted you![]
Numerous Jiralhanae were dying outside the Minister's chamber. Anguished cries drumming in his head; they were replaying as more honour guards died. It was not that the Jiralhanae dying mattered to the Minister, it was that he could not think a step ahead of this attack. "He was a brother, how could you!" a Jiralhanae screamed. A loud thump was heard followed by a cracking sound and a thud.
"I'm about to lose my mind..." the Minister whispered to himself as he gripped his chest. The illness had made him slightly weaker since the holograms were deployed. He had lost contact with the bottom half of the Empire State Building. Plasma fire boomed in the Minister's 'ears' from outside. He gulped as the Gravity Throne moved towards the door. As he was about to reach out, the door exploded in a violent explosion. Instability barely escaped the hail of fragments. A Jiralhanae stood in the door. It was Rordipus, his eyes a dark shade of scarlet as they fixated on the frail San 'Shyuum. The explosion had knocked his throne to the floor, and the Minister lay on the floor not looking at Rordipus. "You've been gone for so long," he weakly said. Rordipus was breathing heavily. "Look, Rordipus, I'm running out of time. I need to escape this building. I know Rola used the hologram, the humans will be here soon."
"I don't need to listen to you anymore," Rordipus said in an angry, stern tone. It was much unlike his normal voice. He was emmiting froth from his mouth, and didn't keep his eye off the San 'Shyuum.
At this point the Minister began to plead, "I need a doctor, Rordipus. Call me a doctor." The Minister turned over, revealing a large wound in his belly. It spat out a few drops of thick, warm blood as Instability coughed.
"Oh, you are going to need a doctor, 'holy' prophet. To bring you back to life!" Rordipus mockingly said as he pulled out an Honour Guard pike. He lunged towards the San 'Shyuum, however he was interrupted by the cry of another person. "No!" Rola 'Vadam shouted as he charged into Rordipus and knocked him down. The Jiralhanae was knocked down, and began to rapidly recover.
"Why did you do that?" Instability asked, shocked.
--Gruntijackal, the impending demise draws near 15:28, June 7, 2011 (UTC)
36: It's a Trap!!![]
November 11, 2555, 2000 Hours local time.
High Rock Park, Greenbelt Park, Staten Island, New York.
It was late in the evening. Little sun filtered in through the treetops at the campsite in High Rock Park, Staten Island. In he middle of what had been a campground until the Covies showed up, lay the bodies of 15 dead Jiralhanae, killed in the earlier attack. Though they could not be seen hiding in the woods, a platoon of ODSTs lay in wait.
Lt. James Basilone lay prone behind a fallen tree, M247 GMPG at the ready, as he had for almost six hours now. To many, this might have seemed like at slow, maddening wait, but to Basilone it was just another day at the office, kneeling in the dirt waiting for a Covenant patrol to come searching for the one the ODSTs killed earlier.
Finally, at 2003 hours, Basilone heard fallen leaves crunching under the feet of Unngoy, Kig Yar, and Jiralhanae, about a platoon of them. As they got closer, they came into the sight of Basilone's VISR, lighting up the night as plain as day.
"Hold your fire until ordered, troopers", Basilone said, "Wait until they've sprung Zhang's trap".
The lead Jiralhanae, a Captain armed with a Brute Shot walked up to the bodies, flanked by two other Brutes on each side.
"Bodies and casings from human weapons", the lead Brute said, his words translated by the software in Basilone's helmet "The humans must be close. Keeps sharp, and we will avenge our brothers".
"Zhang, Do it", Basilone said.
"Yes, sir", the Chinese ODST said as he pressed the button that detonated several C12 charges hidden under the bodies that were strewn around the campsite. The bodies exploded in a flash of blood and fire, setting off secondary explosions as spike and plasma grenades detonated. The Captain and the four nearest Brutes were reduced to bloody hunks of flesh instantly, while the blast and shrapnel shredded a couple more Brutes and several Unggoy and Kig-Yar.
As the sound of the explosion echoed in his ears, Basilone raised his LMG and rested the bipod on the log he hid behind, and opened fire, aiming through the smoke with the thermal setting on his VISR. The M247 spat fire and lead, cutting down a pair of de-shielded Brutes and several Grunts as a the rest of the squad opened fire.
Machine gun and rifle fire chewed apart Grunts and de-shielded Brutes as 14.5mm sniper round blew Jiralhanae heads clean off. An M510 grenade launcher wielded by one of the ODSTs took out several Jackals and a Brute in one shot.
The surviving Covenant, about twenty, mainly Brutes ran for cover behind trees, periodically peeking out to fire on the ODSTs. Spiker rounds flew overhead as plasma bolts lit up the night. An ODST fell to the floor as he was struck in the head with a spike round, and two more fell to a Brute Shot grenade.
Basilone retaliated, firing his LMG at a tree that hid a Brute, the 7.62mm blowing right through the tree, striking alien flesh behind it. The Brute fell to the ground as Kamarov picked off another Brute, an Ultra, which he blasted with a 14.5mm round from his SRS99 that shot straight through the tree.
As two Grunts who ducked behind a log were taken out by a frag grenade, several Brutes opened up with Brute shots and spike grenades, forcing Basilone to duck behind cover until the explosions faded. When Basilone got up, he saw about seven Brutes charging at him and the other three troopers behind the log.
Basilone tried to fire his LMG, but found it empty. Not having time to change the belt, he got out an XM540 Ultra-Light Grenade Launcher, basically a pistol that fired a high explosive grenade, from his belt and took aim at the lead Brute before he squeezed the trigger.
The 25mm high explosive grenade round shot off the grenade pistol as the weapon's recoil forced James' hand upward. The shell impacted the lead Jiralhanae in the chest, vaporizing the upper half of the alien and deshielding another, which fell to a burst from an M7 SMG second later.
Two more Brute fell to a trooper with and M90 shotgun, as Basilone got out his M6 pistol and machete. There were three Brute still coming at him. Basilone fired his pistol at a deshielded Brute in the lead of the formation, hitting him right in the head, causing the alien to fall to the ground as second fell to another shotgun blast. The final Brute fired a Mauler, taking down a trooper next to Basilone as it climbed over the log.
Basilone slashed at the Jiralhanae's leg with his machete, slicing part way through the bone and pulled the blade out as the Brute fell face down on the ground. Basilone finished the Jiralhanae by thrusting his machete through the back of its head.
As the Jiralhanae charge failed, the surviving Covenant retreated. Another wave Covenant assault had been halted.
November 11, 2555, 2000 Hours local time. Radio chatter has awakened me as I must have hit my head when the building collasped from a explosion at the begining as I was uncouncious until now, slowly I open my eyes in the darkness as I am reaching around and rolling on to my stomach I just have enough space to crawl toward where my Battle rifle lays, "ow" I groan holding my head and removing my helmet as the plating was cracked and dented inward from taking a chunk of debris, as I have grabbed my rifle I feel around slowly trying to find a way out following the sun light through dim cracks in the rubble as seeing how close I came to death as the support beam was holding up half of the rubble and debris as I push things out of my way in the dim lit lobby I push and crawl getting to a opening in the debris and into the light of outside, as I look around cautiously not knowing how long I been out, I test my radio but it is busted from the building collasping, so moving along quickly I look for a radio or a telephone pole I can transmit a signal off of to hopefully find more of the UNSC ground forces for medical help and retrieval or instructions on where to go.
Sergeant J. Orsinski