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Subject: ODST: Operation COUNTER - A brand new Fan-Fic *Part 2 Now in*

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Inspired and to inspire Halo 3: ODST.

Part 1

.......Wrng:BL.occ(Ind1)Opl.--
Rbtg......dn. Awkng-Ind1......i-prcs.....


Lights of all colours flashed and danced against the night black interior of Curtis's drop pod. Dazed from a bad landing he tried to lift his eyelids but they were weary and would not co-operate. His muscles were in complete fatigue too, and he just wanted to sleep and forget about the war, the enemy, and his squad.

Slowly he fealt the drop pod's Automatic Emergency Stimulation Injection (AESI) being injected into his foot and his muscles and eyelids seemed to perk up in a matter of seconds. But despite this, Curt was tired and combat fatigue was taking over. Suddenly, an explosion from outside the pod woke him fully, and he realised the situation - there must be a battle outside and he was just lieing here in the pod! He stamped on the pedals at his feet, launching the lid off. He jumped out, snatched his Battle Rifle and grenades from the pod and surveyed the combat situation.

Five Brutes armed with Spikers (one with a Brute Shot) were laying surpressing fire on his ODST squad, all of whom were taking cover behind some abandoned lorries. A few civilians tried to escaped from the scene, but the mericless Brutes ripped them to shreds with the Spikes from their Spikers. Then, one of his squad spotted him and seemed somewhat more hopeful now.

"India 1! It's us, India squad! We've got no way out from this position - it'd be great if you could lend a hand! Try a nade Curt!" whispered Frank, one of his squad members, over the radio. "I'll see what I can do...." replied Curtis, sneaking up on the Brutes.

Eventually he reached a wrecked car close enough to the Brutes to throw a grenade. Pulling the pin, he hurled it at the Brutes head for the extra effect. The Brute snarled and turned to see the object that had hit him, only to realise it was much worse. He bellowed at his fellow Brutes to jump out the way, but time was up. The grenade exploded with rage, metal shrapnel ripping through the Brutes. Their armour was useless and their position tactically a disadvantage - but still alive. "Two bursts! Two bursts!" shouted Curt over the radio. The Brutes quickly tried to re-organise and make a move, but Curt knew his ODST's were quicker. He and his squad all fired 2 three-shot bursts from their Battle Rifles, which flew through the Brutes and ended the standoff.

"You took your bloody time Curt!" said Rachael, the team medic, over the radio. Slowly the squad regrouped and lowered their weapons.
"Well just be glad I was and that you haven't got seven spikes through you." replied Curt with a smile. "So - are we near our objective landing zone? Frank, what's your NavPad say?"
"Well sir, news isn't great. We're approximately 4.7 miles from our target zone. We were meant to be gettin two Warthogs and heading out to clean up some last Brutes around the city outskirts and then getting picked up by a Pelican. We're gunna have to move fast if we want a pickup because if we're not there in three hours, everybody's getting left behind."

Curt thought for a moment. 4.7 miles in three hours was easily done - but with Brutes patrolling a lot of streets, it wasn't. They were going to have to stay stealthy. "Alright listen up...." said Curtis whilst reloading his Rifle, "We're going to get there in time but we're all going to have to be sneaky as hell if we want to get there alive. So stick close and stay sharp!". He took the lead and the squad followed perfectly in his footsteps as they moved on up through the derelict rubble ahead.

End of Part 1

Squad List:

- Curtis (India-1): Squad leader, armed with Battle Rifle and Magnum + grenades.
- Rachael (India-2): Team medic, armed with Battle Rifle and Magnum + (occasionally) grenades. Plus medical kit.
- Dan (India-3): Radio Operator, armed with Battle Rifle and Rocket Launcher. Plus long-range radio equipment.
- Chris (India-4): Reconissance, armed with Sniper Rifle and Magnum. Plus binoculars.
- George (India-5) Support gunner, armed with Battle Rifle and SMG. Plus bandoliers of ammunition.
- Frank (India-6) Navigation, armed with Battle Rifle and Shotgun. Plus wrist-GPS.

[Edited on 04.11.2009 7:16 AM PDT]

  • 04.11.2009 3:07 AM PDT
Subject: ODST: Operation COUNTER - A brand new Fan-Fic

A few grammatical errors, but other than that, pretty darn amzazing. Good work, keep this up.

  • 04.11.2009 4:34 AM PDT
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Amazing

  • 04.11.2009 4:57 AM PDT

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Posted by: Wolverfrog
A few grammatical errors, but other than that, pretty darn amzazing. Good work, keep this up.


Thanks guys. I fixed a few grammatical errors too (it was a morning lol).

I'll write the next part, back in a while.

EDIT: (Edited after Part 2) Now compiling a Squad list and their roles incase you forget or something. You'll find it in the OP. Thanks for reading.

-C

[Edited on 04.11.2009 6:57 AM PDT]

  • 04.11.2009 5:32 AM PDT

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Part 2

Analysing....Squad identified as: ODST-India Squad.
6 soldiers in this Battle group.
Current location......analysing......found. New Mombassa, Street ID: 1254 (Destroyed)
Squad leader: India-1 "Curtis"
Initialising AI Assistance Program.


Curt and the squad clambered over many blocks of stone and metal, and passed the many civilian corpses strewn around. As they lurked around in the shadows, it seemed to infuriate Curt - that they were the ones hiding, sneaking, as if they were on the Brutes planet, But no. Humanity's technological disadvantage had lowered us to hiding in our own cities. If only humans had something much more advanced to fight the Covenant.

Of course they did though. Humans had Spartans. Curt had heard that a Spartan had accidentally killed three ODST's once, but he didn't care - they were amazing. He'd only ever met one, the Master Chief, in battle. Whilst Curt and his squad had taken cover from Brute fire and occasionally popped up to shoot a little, the Chief amazed us all. When he arrived at that scene, he had lept over our cover, ran at a terrifying speed at the Brutes and armed his Assault Rifle....and then you think he's doomed. He must be, there's ten Brutes and one Spartan. No chance. But he does it. He dodges their attacks in an inhuman way, he slams his fists into them and they fly into walls 20 metres away, and he walks away as if nothing had happened. Spartans were, in his opinion, unstoppable storms. Curt shook his head and got back to the situation.

"Hey Dan! Have we got any contact with Command yet?" said Curt over the radio.
Dan, the radio operator of the squad, walked over and showed Curt the Radio Display.
"Sorry, sir. No replies. I tried my best to broadcast a distress signal to all available UNSC Command Stations but none replied." he said.
Curt frowned. It was odd that so many Stations wouldn't reply. "Alright fair enough. George, pass me a couple magazines, I'm going to need them I reckon....". George passed Curt two magazines from his bandolier pack - containing 27 spare Battle Rifle magazines.

The squad then continued down the road at a steady pace lurking from bits of destyored buildings to abandoned vehicles. As they crept along through the dust and the African heat, Chris, the Reconnisance equipped ODST, spotted something down the road with his Sniper Rifle - a transport Warthog.
"Sir, you see that? Just there at the end of this stretch of road - a transport 'hog. Six seats, six of us. You think it's worth losing our stealth to get there a hell of a lot quicker?". Curt thought for a second. The hog would get them all there in minutes - but if they met any Brutes on the way, there'd be trouble.
"Alright, we'll take it - but let's get to it QUIETLY, huh?" Curt replied. The journey was going to be so much easier, but so much more dangerous too. Jogging down the road, they finally reached the Warthog. Just as they all were about to get in, a Brute shot round hit the Warthog, sending it a few metres away - intact, but there was danger to deal with.

The six soldiers all dived for cover and took up position. Chris popped out from behind a pillar and aimed his Sniper around.
"Alright sir, I see three Brutes. Two spiker Brutes, one Brute with a B-shot."
"Thanks. Alright everyone, they don't know where we've hidden in the confusion of the shot. Just listen up. Chris, take the Brute with the B-shot's head off, it'll make things easier. Rachael, you and I are going to frag the left Brute. Frank, Dan, George; BR the heck out of the right Brute. Aim for the head. On my mark.....wait for it....". The Brutes walked ever closer. "Ready......Now!".

Six ODST's popped up and got to work. Curt and Rachael pulled the pins and threw the grenades at the left Brute, killing him in an instant. The Brute with a Brute shot fired a round near Frank, injuring him a little. Dan and George fire a few bursts and took out the right Brute. Chris patiently waited for the middle Brute to stand still...the Brute stopped, sealing its doom. He fired and a sniper bullet pierced its skull and exited out the other side, killing it in an instant. Relaxing, the squad regrouped and sat down for a drink and a snack, whilst Rachael went to treat Franks injury.
"So sir, we still using the hog?" said Chris, slinging the Sniper Rifle onto his back.
"Yeah, but I reckon a trip along the side-roads might be a better idea!" exclaimed Curtis. "Now start up the engine. Dan, you drive. I'll be in side seat, The rest of you in the back. Let's move it on up ODST's!"

  • 04.11.2009 6:56 AM PDT

Awesome once again, although it's a little confusing that you are alternating between 1st and 3rd person. Brilliant all the same.

  • 04.11.2009 8:49 AM PDT
Subject: ODST: Operation COUNTER - A brand new Fan-Fic *Part 2 Now in*

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

I'm back peeps!

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Awesome once again, although it's a little confusing that you are alternating between 1st and 3rd person. Brilliant all the same.


Tch. Who d'y think I am? Maxrealflugel??
;)

Lol. Anyway stand by for Part 3 to be dropping in soon.

[Edited on 04.12.2009 4:46 AM PDT]

  • 04.12.2009 4:45 AM PDT

Posted by: CoolCJ24
I'm back peeps!

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Awesome once again, although it's a little confusing that you are alternating between 1st and 3rd person. Brilliant all the same.


Tch. Who d'y think I am? Maxrealflugel??


Don't be silly, you aren't banned! * Waits for laughs, tumble weed blows across*

[Edited on 04.12.2009 4:47 AM PDT]

  • 04.12.2009 4:47 AM PDT

Posted by: ElementalRunner

Posted by: Commander Stroll
Still using a pump-action shotgun over 500 years in the future I see.

omg not realistic stop game production plz

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: CoolCJ24
I'm back peeps!

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Awesome once again, although it's a little confusing that you are alternating between 1st and 3rd person. Brilliant all the same.


Tch. Who d'y think I am? Maxrealflugel??


Don't be silly, you aren't banned! * Waits for laughs, tumble weed blows across*


Don't worry Wolverfrog. It' all gun be k.

[Edited on 04.14.2009 10:28 AM PDT]

  • 04.14.2009 10:27 AM PDT