- Spartan C09
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Prologue
"Stand by on my mark."
Jack carefully regulated his breathing as his steadied his aim with hisSRS99C-S2 AM sniper rifle. He whistled to himself as he took the view of the UNSC colony world Troy VI through the image enhanced visor of his MJLONIR MK V armor. Unlike the colonie's namesake's original locale on earth, Troy IV was a beautifully lush garden world with endless hills and emerald plains dotted with sapphire blue lakes, rivers and woodland areas.
It was definitley one for the postcards Jack thought as the grim truth of the situation dawned on him.Crouching low on a ledge of a massive cliff face, Jack vigilantly watched a massive covenant convoy converge on the besieged city of Illium.
There must have been thousands of ghost,wraith mortar tanks and grunts making their way to the small plume of smoke in the hill ahead,Illium city. This colony was lost.That was evident. The covenant systematically murdured the occupants of every major settlement of this world. There was only one reason that Jack and his team, Cyan team, was here now. To give the covenant a gift,courtesy of the UNSC.
Historically the covenant glassed every world they encountered without even setting foot on them. However, over the last few weeks, they had bee diligantly searching every human world for something that remained a mystery, even to the spooks up in ONI. Well today the covenant would find about five or six HAVOK nuclear mines in reward for their efforts to slaughter every human colony they found.
The covenant convoy continued to move along but Jack was interested in the two large spider tanks in the the rear of the formation. A colossal doomsday machine, the tank was essentially a troop platform that traveled on towereing 50ft spider-like legs. The eye piece in the front disturbed Jack as it was always seemed to be darting left to right, up and down, as if it's desire to seek anything to kill was insatiable. The massive energy turret on its back appeared formmidable as well. Light golden sun light reflected brilliantly of of it's blue-purple chrome armor plating giving it a golden sheen.
As one came near him, he sighted a lone covenant elite standing near the front in its golden plated armor, arms crossed triumphidly over its chest. He lined up the sniper's oracle scope over its enlongated head and took a deep breath....
" Mark", he replied and fired. As one, two sniper rifles were fired, the thunderous roars drowned out by the comotion of the activity below.The elite's shield flaired to solid white as the first .450 caliber round struck its it head from the side. Before it even had time to stagger from the impact the second round stuck. The elite commander was thrown over the side of the spider tank as bits of purple gore erupted from its helmet.. The attack had happened so fast, the nearby grunts sleeping on the deck hadn't even noticed.
"Target down", a smooth female voice replied over the comm channel. Jillian, Cyan 002; the other spartan sniper posted higher the cliff face, had once again executed her part of her mission flawlessly. Now for phase two.
" Cyan 003, move in." A green acknowledge light winked in on his hud. At that moment, Another spartan emerged from the bowels of the spider tank. David, Cyan 003 moved silently along the tank's deck, nimbily manuevering around the slumbering grunts despite being encased in 1000lbs of cybernetic armor and carrying a satchel full of nuclear mines. Jack kept a watchful eye out for any movement among the grunts. If anyone of them even twitched, he or Jan would bring them down. David made his way along the side deck to the concealed fusion reactor in the rear.
Jack was made aware as each mine was set as a 30 minute timer appeared in the lower left corner of his hud. Another acknowledgemaent light appeared. The mines were set. Now to get out of here." Cyan 002, 003, fall back to tally point delta and await evac" Two light flickerd yet again on his screen. David silently rapelled down the back side of the spider tank
and sprinted full force with the spedd that only physical augmentations and the enhancements of the armor could produce to cave opening in the cliff below. He got out of sight just as a patrol of banshee fighters screamed past over head and past the covoy.
Jack slung his rifle and followed a trail along the cliff face that led back to the top of the cliff. The area above was dotted with various sized boulders and rocks that made concealing a full fire team of 6 Orbital Drop Shock Troopers and pelican drop ship easy. Although well hidden, his armor's screen displayed the location of each Hell Jumper as floresent green blobs that even showed through thin layered walls.
A lone Trooper ran out to greet him. The red patch on both of his shoulders indicated that he was the squad leader of the Hell Jumpers, Captain Johanson." Welcome back sir", he saluted." Done already?"
Even with his face hidden, Jack allowed himself a small grin. Johanson had somehow been assigned to serve in many of the operations he and his spartans were assigned to and survived them as well. Jack had grown accustomed to his presence respected him as much as any other spartan." You expected any less?"
" From you sir, never", he replied. Jack was always surprised at the man's voice. He had survived countless battles with the covenant. He had to have been no more than 25 years old....to be a captain at that age. That meant the UNSC were losing people faster than what had been revealed to the public." We better get airborne sir, don't wanna miss the fire works.", he continued.
" Right, prep the pelican for take off and raise a comm channel with command", Jack told the captain.
"Ayeye sir." he acknowledged then moved off to carry out his orders. As Jack waited for the signal to activate he turned to see the convoy was gone. They must have made it to Illium city
already.There was a lone covenant carrier hovering over the burning city, its grav lift still active. The timer read 16:45and continued to count down.The comm signal status bar read green. He opened up communictions to the UNSC prowler in low orbit.
" This is Spartan C09 reporting"
Static blaired in his helmet speakers then cleared. A gruff voice replied back." Good work spartans. Move to grid B-9 in low orbit and we'll come to pick you up."
"Yes sir", Jack answered. He had to catch himself before he said admiral. It was unwise to mention an officer's rank on any open channel in a combat zone, even when engaged against a xenophobic alien race you know nothing about . He closed the channel and took a seat with everyone else in the cargo bay of the pelican. Jack felt a slight drop in his stomach as the pelican slowly ascended skyward. The ODST all quietly chatted among themelves, as usual, Captain Johanson was really the only person who ever spoke normally to a spartan. Not that it botherd Jack.
David and Jill sat directly across from him. Jan raised her thumb in his direction" Another job well done sir", she said in her usual cheery tone.
"Yep", Jack breathed as he watched the grassy plains blur past him on the ground" We did it again. Dave, drinks are on you when we get back."
"Nah, Johanson and his boys here can fill the tab", David quipped.
"Like hell", a ODST shot back. Jack smiled. Unlike the other spartans his team didn't appear to the the other soldiers as aliens because they could participate in moments like these. Simple chatter that helped everyone loosin up after a rough mission.Jack stood and walked to the back of the pelican bay. The door was open giving him a full unobscured high altitude view of the city and the covenant carrier.
"Well This will make a great home movie" ,he siad activating his helmet camera. The impending destruction would all go in his mission report. He polarized his helmets's display to maximum settings, the spartan's equivalant of putting on sun glasses. "Close your eyes eveyone one"
He checked his timer.
00:00
Despite being hundreds of miles away, there were a series of small booms that could be heard from this far out. The carriers hull immediately began to deform itself. Several areas of the hull were pushed outwards as if massive amounts of air were being compressied inside. The outer shield glowed and intense solid white then collapsed mere seconds later. As the hellish white light burst from a rupture in the hull plating it immediately engulfed the doomed city under it and sent massive shockwaves and a dust cloud hundreds of miles wide as it was tall racing after the fleeing dropship.the light soon engulfed them too.(To be continued)
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