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Part Two
Drugo waited for his cloaking generator to recharge, then nodded at Zel'tumee.
"Minors, approach the gate! Place the trip mines!" Zel'tumee ordered. Two Minors pulled up to the gate, clad in blue armor. They placed the mines, then retreated out of the blasts way
"Detonate it." Zel'tumee commanded, and so they did. The gate was enveloped in an organge blossom. The Sangheili immidiately rushed through the gate.
Drugo activated his camoflauge, then ran around to flank the Humans. He spotted two machine gun nests. A fine target. His fellow Sangheili had already opened up fire with their Plasma rifles and Carbines, so their camoflauge was rendered useless.
Drugo's generator failed him, right was he pulled up to one of the machine gun nests. Rounds bounced off his energy shields. Drugo brought up his Plasma rifle, then sent four bolts into the gunners torso. He fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Drugo grabbed the pathetic lifeform by the throat, then drew his blade. The Marine watched helpless as Drugo's sword tore through his flesh like paper.
Zel'tumee pulled away from cover, and shot towards a couple of Humans. The shots impacted one of the three marines, ending his life. The other two marines decided to pull back.
"Pursue them!" Zel'tumee signaled at his fellow Sangheili. They drew away from cover, rifles leveled.
Drugo took cover behind a few sandbags while the remaining machine gun nest pinned him down. He withdrew from cover, and rushed the nest, dodging a few bullets along the way. The gunner took down his shields entirely, but the hard metal of the armor still resisted the weak projectiles. He pulled up to the machine gun, knocked it away, then shot two bolts into the marines head. He spat in disgust at the vile being.
Zel'tumee pushed another human out of the way, crushing his skull with his heel while it was lying on the ground. A Sangheili minor pulled up beside him. "You, take two other Minors and get inside the Human barracks! Destroy anyone who might be residing inside them." He instructed. The Minor nodded, then ran to the other Sangheili.
"Ultra, are you still alive?" A voice broke over the COM channel.
"Yes, all of our Sangheili are here and intact. Where is your attack group? What happened?" Zel'tumee questioned.
"We were ambushed by three humans in strange armor. We managed to get away - they're pursuing us as we speak. We're headed for the outpost to aid you with the attack." He answered.
"Make haste, or their won't be any glory for you. We're almost finished here." Zel'tumee replied, shooting down a retreating human.
Drugo pulled up besides Zel'tumee. "I've taken care of the gun emplacements. Are we almost through here?" Drugo questioned.
"Yes, noble Arbiter. Most of the bastard humans are slain. All that remains is to kill the stragglers." He informed. Drugo nodded.
"Then let us waste no time." He replied, walking towards the barracks. There was no need to rush - victory was imanent.
Within the next units all remaining humans were bound and placed on their knees in front of Ultra Zel'tumee. Four bastard marines. Drugo folded his arms as he watched, along with the six other Sangehili. They had only lost one warrior in the fight.
"Mighty Arbiter," Zel'tumee called. Drugo fixed his gaze on him.
"Yes, what is it you require?" He asked.
"Would you do us the honor of disposing of these filthy cur?" Zel'tumee asked, standing aside.
Drugo nodded, and slowly walked towards the first of the four marines. He spat out blood, and watched Drugo with eyes of hatred.
Drugo drew his blade, and dug it into the humans torso. He moved to the next one, and repeated the process. As with the third. He was about to dispose of the fourth, until a round pinged off of his energy shield, fully depleting it. Drugo cursed under his breath, then slowly turned. In the distance he spotted three humans clad in strange green armor. He stared in, not maving at all.
Zel'tumee looked towards them, too. "Those are the bastards who killed our brethren!" He shouted. The Sangheili drew their weapons. Drugo remained standing, unmoving. The three Humans fired off more rounds, killing two Sangheili, and just missing Drugo's skull. He activated his camoflauge.
"Kill the bastards!" Zel'tumee ordered, letting plasma fly from his rifle. The Sangheili under his command let plasma fly from theirs as well.
Drugo pulled up behind one of the strange humans, and was about to burry his blade into it's back, until he turned around, spraying rounds into Drugo's torso. He swung his blade, but the human leaped out of his attack with extreme speed. Drugo was astonished by this humans agility.
Another human came behind Drugo, and popped rounds into his back. Drugo turned around in surprise, and swung his blade. It hit the human in his torso, scraping the green armor he wore, and sending him flying backwards onto the floor.
"Damn you!" Drugo roared, as the two others suppressed him. He had no choice but to retreat.
The Sangheili shot at their newly found enemies, but the humans were to quick and too smart. They instantly took cover in the brush, evading the Sangheili's eye sight. They payed undivided attention, keeping their rifles leveled at the bushes and trees. Suddenly, rounds tore through the bushes, landing bullets into three Sangheili's heads. They dropped to the floor, nothing more but corpses.
"Damn it!" Zel'tumee cursed. These new enemies were smart. "Retreat! Back to the jungle! Go!" He ordered. The remaining Sangheili did as he commanded, including Drugo.
They ran deep into the jungle, then came ot a halt.
"By the Prophets, who the hell were those Humans!" One of the Sangheili asked. Zel'tumee looked towards him.
"They moved with incredible speed. Too fast to be human... what were they..?" He asked, as if to himself rather than the Sangheili. Drugo interrupted them.
"We have to report this to the Prophets." He said. Zel'tumee sighed, then nodded.
"Atleast this day wasn't a complete loss." He commented. Drugo nodded as well.
He was going to destroy those humans. Destroy them no matter what it took, no matter how much work. If he did that, the Prophets would be forever greatful, and Drugo would be forever a legend. More importantly, his honor would be restored.
[Edited on 07.31.2009 12:30 PM PDT]