Halo - Closed Due To Inactivity

[Gunman543]

Zerconi saluted and made his way to the southern sector,and looked at the soliders.

"Alright ladies,we need a skeleton crew,the rest follow me,your new post is at the Western Sector,lets go."The non skeleton crew followed Zerconi to the Western Sector,where he immediatly put them under command structure there.Making sure the NCO there had positioned everyone to their best abilities,he checked the chronometer and addressed those there."Well ladies,I take my leave,the LT needs me."

Jogging towards the Northern Sector,Zerconi stoped at the armory to grab his full combat kit,a Rocket Launcher,SMG,he already had his Magnum and Combat Knife,just in case.Getting to the N.Sector,he found the Carter and saluted.

"Sir,the Western Sector has been reinforced from Southern's men,i left a skeleton crew at Southern just in case,what next?"

[Mikey]

(Boy this is getting boring. Time to do some fightin'.)

Wig thought about what Ericcson said, and was at a crossroads. It was true, he should probably leave the hunters and most of the elites here, but that was not what elites and hunters were for. They were warriors, ready to fight, die, and go to victory for the cause. Losing wasnt an option.

"I slightly disagree with that statement, Captain. But I see the logic in it. I'll see you half way. The grunts will stay here and man the base, as will the hunters and several of my elite commanders. But the rest are going to follow me. And I plan to leave this tent and get something done before I die of old age." The elite talked to Ericcson as he would have a friend. Not a superior or an underling, but an equal.

It was then that an explosion was heard outside. That wasnt too unusual, but this explosion was very close, and small. It sounded like a grenade, more than an artillery strike. Wig perked his head up and recognized the sound.

"Brutes!" He yelled, and reached behind him. His plasma rifle was gripped in his four fingered hand, and he took large, quick steps to get outside.

Beyond the parimeter, a force of 40 Brutes and 200 grunts attacked the base. It was more of a probe than a full attack force, but the brute had their strange grenade launchers that humans refered to as "brute shots" and their handguns, known as "spikers". The grunts were armed with usual arment of plasma pistols, plasma rifles, and several had fuel rod cannons.

Every human from a soldiers, injured or not, to engineers to the people working the mess tent grabbed weapons of some sort and ran outside to meet the force. Grunts allied with the elites jumped in their cannons, known as "Shades", and started to fire into the fray. Elites jumped onto ships to get the advantage of high ground, and hunters ran across the field and in between the gates made by the ships positions to get shots with their own fuel rod cannons.

[Gunman543]

Zerconi saw the Brutes and Grunts chargine and yelled"INCOMING!!"He raised his SMG and started picking off grunts with 4-5 shot bursts.One of the brutes had started firing his Spiker in the sergants direction,and he ducked into a trench,which still didnt have anything in it.Priming his rocket launcher,he fired a rocket at the brutes feet,which had several grunts following him.The explosion blew the brute back,and killed the grunts following him,one had a Fuel Rod and its dead mans switch finished the brute off.Zerconi grinned and hunted another target with his rocket launcher.

[Viral]

As eplosions rocked the area, Carter raised his rifle and started picking off anything that was unlucky enough to get into his sights. Yelling to Zerconi, "Sargent, your in charge of the western sector, get over there and hold as best you can!" Turning to his men, "I don't want to see any covenant b*stards standing! Don't waste any ammunition and open fire on anything within the killzone!" Jumping up from cover he fired 9, 3 round bursts at the approaching aliens. Every few feet lost, a few more men went down. A soldier beside him got sabbed with metal spikes. Tossing a grenade he moved to the soldier's side. Handing the soldier his weapon he said,"You can breath you can fight!" Hitting his back against a wall of makeshift cover, he felt it vibrate with rounds repeatedly hitting it. Swiveling out of cover he emptied the rest of his clip into the approaching grunts.

[Gunman543]

"Yessir"

Zerconi sprinted from cover,luckily un harmed when he reached Western Sector,which was pretty dis organised.Immediatly yelling and shoving several men into the trenches,and used a Warthog that was in the area as a rally point.

"Stand and Fight,if you die,make them pay for the piece you buy."Lobbing a grenade,he watched a good dozen grunts torn to shreads by the shrapnel.Firing bursts from his SMG,the Warthogs gunner screamed as several rounds blew him apart.Several men started looking pale,and Zerconi swung onto the gun and started firing into the crown,tearing Grunts and a unlucky Brute apart.A few men cheered,and others began looking like they thought there was hope still.

"Do not falter,your brothers in arms depend on you to take down as many enemies as they are,so fight for all your worth."He punctuated the sentence with another burst from the .50 cal gun,blowing more grunts apart.

[Costa 2.0]

(Hey guys im kinda on vacation for the week so Mikey or Gunny you can have control of my character for now..Thanks! )

[Kan]

OOC: Crud, now Inman is stuck, I am just gonna have him switch to combat mode here.
IC:

I heard the whipping of the spike grenades before they struck the instacrete walls, before even waiting for a order I switch into combat mode.

I grab my MA5K off my back and hit my camo circuits, avoiding the improvements from one of the elite scientists for now. I key the com, "Helljumpers get your asses out of the sack!" broadcasting to the barrack where I had just been, and a few others.

I charge slightly to the right of the covenant force, making my way to their flank, jogging past a ground of marines firing into the force. I round kick a wandering grunt, not caring if it was one of ours or theirs, and grab the plasma grenades that is drops. I group of green eye'd marines notice the displacement my camo creates and open fire on my position.

I decide against 'correcting' them, so as just in case the Covenant are monitering our transmissions, I don't want to give away my position. I roll out of the way and behind some cover before priming a sticky, throwing it and sticking it onto one of the Baby Kong's grunts.

The thing panics and runs about, screaming, before exploding in the midst of a couple other grunts and two brutes, the explosion injuring the brutes and killing the grunts.
I look down the sights of my weapon and fire a burst each into the injured brutes, killing them.

"About D*mn time" I mutter before kicking another grunt down, grinning.

[thegunny]

(Alright, Ten-four joker, don't look like your assignment is valid anymore anyhow until later)
Ericcson glances up at Wig and nods before looking at the Holo map.

All units! On your post! Stand fast, stand strong, stand smart. Give them hell!

Ericcson stares as missiles are lobbed into enemy infantry positions, and puts on his helmet speaking into the helmet radio

Who evers rocket launcher that is, cease fire, cease fire! Hold all rocket fire until vehicles, hunters, or aircraft are in your sights. Is that clear? Machine guns to the front, machine guns to the front in the west side, west side, fuel rod cannons will continue to fire on infantry since they are better designed for that role. Jason, Jason, come in. Form up all of your raider mobile units, and regroup and mass as an armored punch in the north east side, north east side, and await further orders, that is a probe, that is not a full scale attack. I want you and your men to stay our of sight and act as a surprise. I repeat, that is a probe, that is a probe, all units, do not go all out! Conserve ammunition, that means controlled bursts! Do not use rocket launchers unless they have vehicles or hunters. I want them to underestimate our actual ability to defend this base. Is that clear?

[Viral]

(OoC: I'm going campin for about a week. I'll make my post to fit me being gone.)

Orders surged into Carter's helmet.

I repeat, that is a probe, that is a probe, all units, do not go all out! Conserve ammunition, that means controlled bursts! Do not use rocket launchers unless they have vehicles or hunters. I want them to underestimate our actual ability to defend this base. Is that clear?

Speaking into his comm to his CO, "Yes sir, Northern sector is reducing fire to controlled bursts."

"You heard him boys, conserve your ammunition.", he said to his soldiers. Firing bursts only when he needed to, he continued to pick off targets. A grenade went off in front of his position, kicking up dirt and debris. "B*stards are gettin more accurate." The approaching brutes blew a hole through a section of the marines. "Move up! Fill that hole!" Sprinting to the position he continued to fire at the aliens. A grenade exploded in front of him knocking him to the ground. His vision faded as the sound of approaching human gunfire moved on his position. The last thing he remembered before he fell asleep was someone dragging him out of the dangerous area.

[Mikey]

Wig was on top of one of the ships, next to his elites, firing into the crowd with his plasma rifle. A quick glance at the battery meter said it was almost empty, with about 60 rounds left.

He put the gun on his back and looked at the crowd. It was thinning out drasticly. Most of the brutes were dead, and most of the grunts were running around screaming. He looked at his line and yelled to his sharp shooters.

"Take the brutes down. The grunts are usless without them!"

The elites he was talking to knew who they were, and instantly switched to beam rifles. They aimed and fired, taking out the remaining brutes. When they were dead, the switched to the grunts and systematicly started to take them out.

From the combined fire, the probe was gone. Wig jumped down and looked around.

"Report!" He yelled out to his commanders. He liked the reports given. Hardly any casualties from his or Ericcson's forces.

[thegunny]

Ericcson nods and sighs deeply, realizing he had been holding his breath when the brutes had attacked, unable to pull away or look anywhere else but at the holo-map nervously. The battle ended. He was relieved now. But then something very, very sudden and unexpected happen

This is Fleet Admiral Lord T. Hood, Captain Ericcson, I realize that you have just received fire and have finally gotten somewhat of a stronghold set up. This is a direct order, cease all further fortifying efforts. I repeat, cease all fortifying efforts. It seems that some device in your area similar to the Ark that was just now found by the master chief. I would you to break out of your fortified position, and seize that device. I am uploading coordinates and intelligence for said mission to you and your holo map right now. Is that clear?

Ericcson blinks and would protest the ceasing of fortifying efforts had he not heard the orders for a move out, meaning that any fortifying of this base would be useless because they wouldn't be staying there. He began to relay the orders and update to his subordinates as they begin to organize their men and prepare for a deployment.

[Viral]

Carter's eyes fluttered open. The radio spat orders directly into his ears. He watched as elites and marines decimated the remaining enemy force. Good, we held the bastards off. He stood up. "Report!" Sargent's along the perimeter responded. His CO ordered him to cease his fortifications and prepare to deploy. Yelling for his underlings to prepare to deploy, he picked up his weapon and proceeded to look for any stray ammunition. Giving up he motioned to the closest soldier with a BR. "Peterson, you got any spare clips?" Taking the clips from the marine's outstretched hand, he placed them for easy access. Getting atop a turned over crate, he looked upon his soldiers. He stared at the place he was knocked unconscious. Grunts struggled with equipment that had gotten into everybodies way. "Whoever is done preparing, I want them clearing away all the debris." Grinning, he said under his breath. "Don't worry little guys, I got your back." Turning his head to the air, he began to laugh.

[Mikey]

All the Pelicans and alien dropships were filled in a matter or minutes, and took off in the direction the temple was. Wighen, in the pilot seat of one of the dropships, spouted orders to his forces. As he did, the temple out in the distance slowly started to get bigger as they closed in. They could see a number of brutes commanding their forces there. Grunts sat on shade plasma turrents, and waited for their orders to open fire.

"Everyone, do not engage them on foot just yet. Hose them down with plasma for a few minutes. When there is no more movement, land and everyone meet at the main entrance. Ericcson, conserve your ship's ammunition. Let us worry about the brutes stationed there."

He pushed foreward on the stick of his cockpit and the ship shot shot foreward, speeding past all the human pelicans and his own dropships. Soon, the other dropships followed his lead and shot past the humans. At the last second, Wighen turned to the left and set his ship to hover. The grunts on the ground fired at him, but the sheilds on the ship absorbed the plasma fire. His own gunners opened fire and started picking off grunts and brutes like they were nothing. When the other dropships joined in, the fight ended before it got a chance to begin.

Wighen landed the ship near the entrance and ordered one elite to pick a few grunts and stay with the ship. He knew the elite would be unhappy, but the ship needed to stay safe. He exited the hold with his other troops and stormed the front of the temple. The brtues and grunts and jackles that came from the temple were slowly picked off, but not without casualties from Wighens forces as well.

[Kan]

I along with the other helljumpers storm off the pelican, weapons loaded and charged. I don't bother to use stealth yet until giving the order to.

"GO GO GO!" I shout to the men under me as they pile out behind me, setting up a quick perimeter, the majority of the fighting finished thanks to the split-chins. "Alright men we have our orders! We are to take this placement, and shove it so far up those covant b*st*rd's asses they'll be coughing up stone and morter."

I hear another group of marines in green armor charge past us, but I stand firm, "We are to secure as much of the structure as we are able, the ROE is to fire when able and at any standing enemy, we leave none, but those we are order to, alive, DO YOU UNDERSTAND MEN?!" I shout the last part, receiving a chorus of Hoo-rahs and other battle crys from the HellJumpers

I step forward and look toward the structure, "LETS GET SOME!" I shout the order as I charge, a loud chorus shouting behind me as we charge, soon bypassing the Green Marines, poor muthers, they're gonna miss the best parts.

OOC: this alright?

[Gunman543]

Zerconi felt the Pelican jerk as it came in to a landing."Lets go Marines,pile out.MOVE IT!"The squad piled out,chosen from the line he had commanded back at the HQ,and he knew they were reliable.Jumping off the Pelican,he landed as his men formed a perimeter and he checked his SMG.Loaded and safty was off,he looked at the men and motioned them to rise."Alright boys,were moving to an advance position and kicking whatever alien scumbags that are on it,off.Make sure they aint on our side before you shoot,it shouldnt be too hard,if its a Brute or Jackel,shoot it.Lets Go kick some a$$."The marines cheered and followed their Sergeant,who was moving towards the temple,and watched a Helljumpers group moving forward even faster than he was.They were competent,but crazy as well.Going in a pod that could get you killed faster than an enemy took either insane levels of bravery,or be nearly insane.Mentally shrugging,he and his squad moved towards the temple entrence.