~Chapter 17-Part 1: New Alexandria~
Cajun fired the gauss.
Everyone watched as it shot right over their heads.
“What the hell Cajun? You need to get to explaining.” Archangel yelled.
Alex looked at Archangel, “You’re not in charge. You don’t get to question orders.”
“Sir, look.” Paladin motioned towards where the gauss was fired.
A stack of enormous crates and containers were revealed. The camoflauge cloak just wore off on the last one.
“Sorry sir, should’ve warned you about the shot. Osiris told me to shoot at that location as soon as I made contact with you. No idea why, guess we’ll be finding out here soon.” Cajun flew over towards the crates. He fired the machine guns at the locks.
The crates opened.
“Holy crap. They actually delivered!” Paladin exclaimed.
The following revealed was:
Two Standard Warthogs.
A Scorpion.
Two Gungoose.
A Transport Warthog.
“Alright, everyone get to your vehicles. All stragglers, hitch a ride. Paladin, get to your tank. Gregor and Dumby, go to your gungoose. Doc, to your transport warthog. Sarge and Destroyer, lets get the warthog’s going.” Alex hopped on the turret of Sarge’s Warlord encraved Warthog. “Let’s move out.”
They set for the destination. Sarge at the lead.
~12 hours later~
“Alright, we’re here.” Sarge stood up in his seat. A few of the buildings of New Alexandria were on fire. A corvette shot down a civilian transport. It crashed deep into sea. “If we don’t make it there any faster, those three corvettes in the sky are going to burn the city down. We need to get those civilians out of there and the skies clear.”
“Sir, Paladin isn’t with us.” Dumby commented.
Alex looked over his shoulder, “He’ll be with us later. His tanks slow, but he’ll be our pack of punch when we need him.” Sarge drove towards the city.
“Good lord the skies are full of aircraft.” Archangel stated.
Cajun engaged against a banshee formation that came from the left.
“Everyone, engage at the front!” Sarge commanded.
The team split formation.
Sarge, Alex, and Biggles engaged a group of Elite Commanders.
Destroyer, Jack, and Phoenix engaged a couple Covenant Ghosts and Revanants.
Dumby and Architect teammed up with Gregor and Fauz engaged a group of cannon fodder.
Doc took everyone else in his transport warthog, and got out and engaged all the hunters.
~Sarge~
“Come on Alex and Biggles, work together!’ Sarge power slided away from a fuel rod.
Alex told Biggles, “I’ll take down the shields. You finish them.”
Biggles nodded in agreement.
Alex shot down the shields of two of the Elite Officers, then engaged the Generals.
Biggles shot everyone of them in the head as soon as their shields dropped.
The Elite’s were done.
~Doc~
“Bek, cover me!” Doc ran up in front of the hunter. The hunter swang at him, Doc jumped out of the way. His back exposed to Bek.
Bek opened fire on the hunter’s back, it turned around and faced her.
Doc pulled out his magnum and shot the hunter in the back.
The hunter went down.
“Good work, let’s get back to everyone else.”
~Cajun~
“Hahaha! I love killing these things. It’s so much fun!” Cajun shot the banshee in the right wing.
The right wing broke off, the banshee was going down in a downright position.
Cajun quickly shot off the left wing.
The banshee regained control and flew up towards Cajun.
Cajun fired the gauss through the face of the banshee.
It exploded.
“No kill is as good as overkill.” Cajun returned to help Team Lord.
~Destroyer~
Destroyer had a tough time with all these vehicles. The ghosts were done with, it was just the Revenants that were such a hard time.
“Don’t worry, Destroyer. I got you back.” Cajun took out the Revenants without hesitation.
“Thanks, I thought these vehicles were going to be a tough ride for us.” Jack responded.
“Uh, we have a Wraith headed straight at us. Any assistance, please?” It was Architect.
“Sure, headed that way now.” They responded.
~Gregor and Dumby~
“Man, I love these SMG mounts. Their amazing.” Dumby just sprayed through a group of grunts, Architect took out the jackals with a pair of SMG’s as well.
“No kidding, I wish the war was this easy.” Gregor plowed over a skirmisher. Fauz shoved a frag grenade into the hands of an Elite Minor. He screamed then blew up. His corpse went everywhere.
“Oh crap.” Dumby slammed on the gas. With luck, he evaded the mortar.
“Don’t worry, I’m on my way.” Cajun came in.
“Well you better hurry, this one’s not going to give up!” Architect broke in.
Cajun and the Wraith were at a standoff.
The Wraith fired, Cajun thrusted backwards. He shot off the left clamp.
The driver of the Wraith was unneedingly stressed. It opened up it’s plasma cannon and began to fire, then proceeded to shoot its mortars.
Cajun evaded everything.
“I’m done playing around.” Cajun pushed two switches.
The Hawk pulled out a Spartan Laser cannon.
He pulled the trigger.
The blue beam of the laser shredded through the Wraith, it caused a massive explosion.
“Oh man, I could see that explosion all the way from here! Bahahaha.” Osiris opened up the Comms.
“Osiris. Any intel for us?” Sarge asked.
“Noble Team has one of their members, Noble Six on the ground. Noble Six will be taking out the Corvettes with the AA cannons. You guys will need to get to the civilian tranports and safely evacuate them. By the time you get there, Paladin should be caught up and deliver the final round.”
“Roger that, Team Lord out.” Sarge took off the Comm’s.
~End of Chapter 17~
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