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Chapter three.
Hangars of the Covenant Cruiser.
The team of ODSTs and Spartans walked to one of the doors.
"This hall should take us to the Life Support systems." Duncan explained. He touched the door and it slid open. White Team raised their weapons and scanned the hall. No covenant troops were present.
They started down the hall, Hector took point, followed by White Team, then the ODSTs. After a short walk they came to a corner. The turn took them up a ramp to another hall. This one contained three Jackals.
Hector fired at the lead Jackal. Ashley and Marcus stepped out from behind him and fired at the others. Duncan dropped to his knee and aimed his sniper. The Jackals raised their shields and fired plasma pistols though the slits. Their shields blocked and deflected the Spartan's fire. While they were distracted, Duncan aimed took aim and fired. The sniper bullet flew straight through the firing-slit in the shield. It crashed through the plasma pistol, straight in to the Head of the Jackal aiming with it.
Duncan's second shot clipped the lead Jackal's shield. The force through the Jackal off balance. Hector took the chance and unloaded the remaining half of his clip into the Jackal. Marcus stood facing the last Jackal. He jumped to the side and took cover in a small indent in the wall, barely escaping the plasma blast aimed at him. He quickly swapped his MA2B for his BR 55 and jumped back into the fight. His first burst of fire his the Jackals foot. In it's pain, the creature lowered it's energy shield. Marcus's second burst struck the Jackal directly in the head, killing it instantly.
"All clear" Marcus said through the Team-Comm.
They continued down the hall. After three more ramps, they reached another door. "Take positions," Hector said calmly. "Ashley, take left. Marcus, right. Duncan, target any officers and eliminate them." He turned to the ODSTs. "Stay behind us, and give support fire." Three white lights winked on his Heads Up Display, and the ODSTs replied "Sir, yes sir!" in unison. Hector checked his magazine. It was full. He touched the door.
As it slid open, all the Covenant troops in the room turned and faced them. Two Elites sat at the monitors, making sure the life support was operating as it should. Several Engineers floated around, checking for any damage. Three Jackals stood to the side of the room, apparently on guard duty. Five Grunts waited by the Elites, ready to do whatever their commanding officers wished.
The first sound was the bang of a sniper rifle. An Elite's head exploded. Suddenly the other Elite shouted and jumped out of his chair and jumped behind cover. The Jackals rushed forward and began firing, using their shields to protect themselves and the surviving Elite. Two Grunts screamed, the others raised their weapons and charged, knowing that a worse fate then death by the enemy awaited cowards.
Hector and Marcus quickly eliminated the Grunts with short controlled bursts. They then turned their attention to the Jackals. Ashley, Duncan, and the ODSTs had already killed two of them. Their combined fire dropped the remaining Jackal's shields, then tore through it's body. A door slid open to their right. Two more jackals and a squad of Grunts entered.
"You handle the reinforcements!" Hector shouted. "I'll take out that Elite."
Again, three white lights flashed on his Heads Up Display.
Hector charged the Elite. It quickly fired at him, then jumped away. Hector sidestepped the plasma bolts, then raised his rifle and fired. Several shots clipped the Elite, but it's energy shields absorbed the hits. It ran out of Hector's line of sight again, then fired from behind cover. Hector ducked, then crept closer to the monitor it was using as cover. He reached the monitor, then quickly hurdled it and fired at the Elite. It evaded the attack again, firing as it jumped away from Hector. The Elite's tactics were too predictable. It jumped back and crouched, as Hector expected, right next to the grenade he had dropped.
The frag exploded, dropping the Elite's energy shields. The alien roared in pain. Hector raised his MA2B and fired. The Elite shook as bullets tore through it, then fell to the floor. Hector walked to the creature and retrieved it's weapons. A plasma rifle, and two plasma grenades. Those would be useful.
Hector returned to White Team. Ashley and Marcus were scavenging through the dead bodies, looking for weapons and equipment. Duncan was arming a warhead behind the main life support terminal. All of the ODSTs had survived, although one had taken a shot to the arm. His armor was scorched, but luckily, had not been punctured.
"Duncan," Hector asked, "how many warheads do we need to plant by the engines?"
"One should do it, but two to be sure."
"And if we plant one in the bridge, we'll have an extra." Marcus said. "What do we do with that?"
Ashley grabbed a warhead. "I have an idea." She said. She walked over two one of the Engineers, which still floated around checking the life support systems as if the entire crew and not just bee slaughtered.
Ashley handed the Engineer the warhead. "Here you go, little guy."
"Why give it to him?" Marcus asked.
Hector answered his question "From what we know of these things, all they do is repair things. It will float all over the ship looking for something to do. Basically, it will carry this bomb to some major system when it tries to fix it. Come on, we need to hurry up."
They walked over to a hatch on the wall. Duncan ripped it off with ease. "This is the access tunnel," he said. "We are taking it to the engines, then straight to the bridge."
The tunnel's were not large. They were made for Grunts and Engineers. It was just tall enough for the Spartans, but it was made to allow two lines of Grunts to walk at the same time. It was wide enough to give them breathing room; enough room to arm a warhead.
They followed the tunnels for a while, then Duncan led them to another tunnel. This one took them up. They climbed up ladders until Duncan stopped them. "This is as close to the Engines as we are going to get." He said. He took a warhead, armed it, then attached it to the wall.
Finally they reached the path to the bridge. Hector ripped open another access hatch, then stepped into the hall. Two Jackals were stationed outside the bridge door. Hector grabbed the closes alien, snapped it's arm, then threw it at the other. They crashed into each other and fell to the floor. Hector walked over to the strugling Jackals and drew his M6D pistol. Two quick shots ended both their lives.
White Team and the ODSTs climbed out of the tunnel and walked to the door. "Same positions." Hector said. The team made the formation again, then Hector opened the door. The bridge was armed much more than the last room. The Shipmaster sat in his chair, an Elite guard stood at each side of him. Two other elites were on the bridge, Hector guessed they were weapons and navigation officers. A hunter stood at each end of the room, guarding the door.
Duncan fired at the Shipmaster. The Elite tried to evade the bullet by jumping out of the chair. The bullet hit the Shipmaster's shoulder, dropping his shields. The Elite guards turned and fired. White Team rolled out of the spray of plasma. The ODSTs dived away as well. Hector tossed a plasma grenade. The grenade collided with the guard on the right. Hector shouted "Fall back!"
White Team jumped out of the room, back into the hall. Three ODSTs followed, the other lay on the floor, charred by plasma. The Hunters fired. The doors closed just in time to catch the blast. They bent in towards the hall, green energy burst through the cracks.
"New formation." Hector ordered. He reviewed the team's weapons. He had a MA2B Assault Rifle and a M6D pistol. Marcus carried a MA2B and a BR 55 Battle Rifle. Duncan had his sniper rifle and a shotgun. Ashley was armed with two M7 Sub Machine Guns, and a BR 55 Battle Rifle. Each ODST had a modified M7 Sub Machine Gun. Two of them had BR 55 Battle Rifle. the other had a sniper rifle. The SPNKR rocket was with the fallen ODST behind the door. They all carried four frag grenades, Hector and Marcus also carried a few plasma grenades.
"When i open that door," Hector continued, "throw every grenade you can. On my mark, fall back and open fire with your automatic weapons. Duncan, try to kill the Shipmaster with your sniper. Ready?" White team winked their acknowledgment lights and the ODSTs nodded. Hector kicked the door in.
White Team tossed their grenades. Hector threw a plasma at the closest Hunter. It caught the alien's arm-mounted shield. Marcus threw another plasma at the Hunter; his connected with the exposed red flesh of the Hunter's stomach. Hector quickly threw two frags, then drew his MA2B and opened fire.
The ODSTs, who were not as fast as the Spartans, only had time to throw one of their grenades when Hector ordered them to fall back. Then ran backwards down the hall, firing their M7s. The Shipmaster and his remaining guard chased after them. Duncan aimed his sniper rifle and prepared to fire . The guard saw his movement. It stepped in front of the ship master and fired it's plasma rifle. Duncan fell back, armor smoking. The bullet blasted through the guards head, but didn't harm the Shipmaster.
The Elite roared with rage and charged. It tackled Hector, swinging it's energy blade. Hector emptied the MA2B's magazine. The bullets threw off the Shipmaster's sword. The Elite collided with him and they fell to the ground. Ashley moved forward and stomped on the Elite's sword arm, crushing the elbow. Marcus grabbed the Elite and tore it off Hector. He lifted it off the floor then dropped it. It collided with the floor in a pile. Marcus jumped on it and ran his knife through it's neck.
"Let's finish this up and get the hell out of here." Hector said.
[Edited on 06.29.2009 11:31 AM PDT]