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~Chapter 9: Aerial Assault~ “How’s it going? Look we need to get back to the Longsword. Moth gave us orders. I’m here to fetch you guys. The other two are getting the others. I’ll explain everything on the way.” Frank said. He headed back to the hangar, with a limp every few steps. “Alright, whatever you say.” Michael followed up behind him. Along with Magnus and Joseph. “Mind asking what the mission is? Pretty sure it might have to do with those. But I could be second guessing myself and it’s something else.” Joseph pointed outside. A group of Covenant ships arrived out of SlipSpace. Weapons fired. “Well shoot. Looks like we’re ready for combat, fellows. Get in. This Longsword should get us back to Warlord and take out a few covenant on the way. Not sure if this is equipped with a nuke. Otherwise we’d take out one of those ships. Just gonna stick to the plan. Let’s hold tight.” Frank said, he hopped in the Pilot seat and started up the engines. Joseph took copilot. The others stood. “Strange. This is just like Runner’s dream. Except it’s happening for real this time. Just different scenario.” Magnus pointed out. “Let’s hope not.” Frank said. He punched the thrusters. “Except I admit, the whole Ash kissing Jackson thing was hilarious. Let’s hope it doesn’t happen, or at least she doesn’t die.” They exited FireStorm. Whom engaged the Covenant Corvette. MAC gun and cannons firing. They headed back to UNSC Warlord. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Zeff approached the hangar of UNSC Amber. He slowly lowered himself in and let the engineers finish the job. He proceeded to exit the Longsword where he was greeted by Ash, Runner, and Junior. He waved at the engineers. Giving them the go ahead to continue up what they could before he launched back out. “What is it you need, Zeff?” Junior walked up in front of the two girls. “We got your message to meet you here, that it was an emergency. We’ve come. Now tell us.” Zeff looked at Ash in the eyes, then over to Runners. Stress overcame his face. “It’s not an emergency. I just needed you in the hangar so we can get back to UNSC Warlord. We’re all grouping up for something. Not quite sure yet.” Ash looked at him in disgrace. “Alright. I guess I’ll be able to go. Just let me on board when you’re ready to take us.” Runner said. She stood up. She looked a lot better. Healthy too. Only notice was a spring in her knee. Which messed with her walkability. “Good. Let’s get in and headed back now. Moth and Dexter’s orders.” Zeff said. He waved the engineers to leave and headed inside the ship. The other three followed from behind. Junior took the copilot seat. Ash sat in Navigator, while Runner laid down in the back. “Alright, let’s go.” Junior said. They exited the hangar and started to head towards UNSC Warlord. As they grew closer, a group of Covenant ships exited from SlipSpace. Weapons fired at us. UNSC Amber immediately engaged. MAC Rounds and other armaments deployed. Troops were dispatched immediately. Runner sat in the back. She saw the ships. Deemed to remember her nightmare. She passed out from thought. Nobody noticed, they just kept going. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Frank waited for the door to open. He had a hard time getting his Longsword in here. The ship’s not fit for them. However, he had managed to get it inside. He looked up at the door. There was a switch on it. So, he decided to go over and press it. The door opened. Jackson and Archangel sat there, waiting. “About time you get here, we’re ready to go.” Archangel said. He grabbed his weapons and headed towards the Longsword. “We need to get going as fast as we can. This is going to be a tight slip. We don’t wanna risk any chances.” Jackson said, he followed Archangel. Frank followed them. “Sir, there’s a Covenant Seraph right outside. What’s going on?” Archangel asked Frank. “Good question. I wouldn’t know. Either way, we must get to going here now. Moth expects us. We’re ready to go fight Lan Chorus.” Frank walked over and sat in the pilot seat. Jackson took Navigator. Archangel took Copilot. They exited the ship. There was a Super Carrier, two Corvettes, and two Cruisers. Our Fleet didn’t stand a chance. “So Runner’s dream was true after all. We are going to die. Not yet, but we will. I presume.” Archangel said. “Well, it was nice knowing you guy’s while it lasted.” Frank said. “Honor to work with you, even if you hated me because I was a pilot. I just want to let you know, thanks. Thanks for the experience. All I ever wanted.” Frank said. A tear rolled down his eye as he looked back at Jackson. He whispered, “Thank you.” “Frank lookout!” Archangel yelled. Frank immediately turned around. It was too late. A Seraph shot them in the wings. They were going down. “Ugh.” Archangel said. “Here, Frank. Aim towards the planet below us. Hopefully we’ll be able to survive the crash. Set Up a distress beacon, and be picked up.” Jackson said. Frank did as such. They crashed downwards towards an earth-like planet. Fear spread over Archangel’s face. “Oh no, not this crap again. I don’t want to die this way. I’d rather be killed up here by another Seraph!” He screamed. The Longsword exited the battle and headed towards the surface of the planet. ~End of Chapter 9~
~Chapter 9: We need to go~ The sky was brighter than an American Independence Day. They have been on the defensive side for hours since their arrival back topside. A few soldiers remained, Marine’s and ODST’s laid all around the base. Dead. “Michael, can you focus the tank on the approaching Wraith’s. There’s a count of four, we’re better off taking them down now before they reach the base.” Jackson was set on top of the building beside Dexter and Runner. He had the sniper, they had the long range rifles. “I don’t think that would be wise as of right now. Whatever, I guess.” Michael aimed the cannon at the Wraith’s. He fired at each wraith, twice in fact, each of them were down before they were in fire range of the vicinity. Frank engaged Banshee’s. Three of them came in from behind, fuel rods fired and dual cannons were blazed hot. One was down, it swirled into the trees below. Frank decided to turn on some music is the Hornet to celebrate his first kill. ‘I’m bringing sexy back’ the song started off. “Yeah!” Frank said along with the song. He fired missiles at the other two banshee’s, instant kill. “Frank, focus. We have a lich incoming. I’m assuming they have at least sixty covenant on board, that’s too many for us to handle. Junior is downstairs preparing the warthog so we can head to an evac point. Warlord is right above us, but we have no support. Radio is down, their engaged in combat with the Covenant Cruisers. Archangel is repairing the base defense cannons, they’re offline. Once they’re online, we can radio in transport, which is linked with the cannons.” Jackson sniped an Elite Spec Ops. He reloaded as Runner shot down a team of jackal snipers. “I’m on it.” Frank engaged the Lich. It powered up it’s EMP and was ready to knock out Caboose. “No you’re not.” Frank shot at the EMP cannon, the Lich’s shields flickered. “Come on.” The base cannons came online, they fired at the Lich. “Well, how convenient.” Frank took a sip of coffee he stole from Paladin, then fired the missiles at the Lich’s EMP cannon. It went offline. Frank engaged the onboard Elite crew. “Archangel, you getting communications established? Michael, we have Locust walking towards us.” Jackson sniped an Elite off the turret of a Shadow. Dexter killed the driver. “Yes sir. I have communications up and running. Already contacted UNSC Warlord. They’ll have an evac pelican in 2 clicks. ETA in 10 minutes. I’m going to go help Junior out.” Archangel left the operations room. The base shook. “What’s going on?” Bek asked. She finished with the fuel in the Warthog. “Locust are engaging the base. Michael is taking out the last of them, it’ll be a few seconds. Hopefully the base doesn’t fall apart.” Jackson told everyone. “Warthog’s ready.” Junior said to Jackson. “Alright, Runner and Dexter, let’s get down their. Frank, land the hornet, let’s go.” Jackson ordered. Frank landed the Hornet, he hopped out and ran down the stairs. He hopped on the back of the Warthog, gun ready. “We’re ready Junior, let’s go.” Jackson got on the makeshift turret. Every boarded the passenger seats. Junior slammed on the gas, full speed out of the base. Michael trailed behind in the Scorpion. -------------- Heli walked up tunnel. He was finally back above ground, and ready to get out of here. As well as prove to Bek he wasn’t worthless. There was no one here, the base cannons were on. Strange. Those weren’t on before. He walked across the room and entered the operations room. The radio was on, maybe he could communicate and get ahold of them or something of the sort. He walked over to the radio. “Hehe. It’s not even worth it anymore.” Someone said. The bases power went offline. The radio went dead and the room was dark. “Wh... Who’s there? Where are you?” Heli raised his weapon, ready to fire. “Doesn’t matter anymore.” An energy sword lit up and ripped through Heli’s abdomen. An Elite was shown in the light of the sword. “Ugh... Ugh...” Heli couldn’t talk. “You’re friends will be next.” The Elite swung his sword, Heli slid off and flew across the room, his body dead on the floor. ~End of Chapter 9~