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 Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 3:00 pm
Private Johnathan Freeman
Alpha Base
Looking for a Partner
Bren had wandered around the base looking for someone to go with him for hours now. There was something going on outside the base, and he wanted to go join it! But none of these people were brave enough to get out of their little safety zones and join him...lazy bastards. His search had taken him nearly everywhere on base...everyone either avoided him or blatantly told him to "******** off."
"Bah, what a bunch of lazy...", he muttered under his breath, moving down a hall. As he did, he saw a corporal and another private working on something. Hmm...maybe I can get him to come with me...Bren thought, looking at the private. "Excuse me Corporal, do you need anything done around here? I'm not busy at the moment...", he said to the corporal as he approached, keeping his eye on the private.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 5:02 am
Private Aarno "Feed" Nikula
Alpha Base
Still dodging duty
"Are you an complete idiot?" Aarno started at the newbie, but the corporal silenced him. "Actually, you could take this piece of crap to the battle."
"WHAT?! You said you needed me here!"
Corporal looked at the finnish marine with a murderous look. "Not after you dropped that box upside-down. Couldn't you blind ******** check it for those two stamps 'fragile' and 'this side up'?! You better grab that assault rifle and go save the planet!!"
Aarno was completely disappointed. He felt like hitting the corporal, but managed to hold his fist. "If I get back, I'll look you up again, corporal."
"Yea, right. I'll bring flowers to your grave!"
Slowly Aarno took out his service rifle, checked the ammo and then walked towards the exit. "Are you doombringer going to hook up with me or do I shoot you right there?"
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 9:50 am
Private John Freeman
Alpha Base
En route to Contact
He smiled at the Corporals immediate response, just what Bren had wanted. "Yes Corporal.", he said, checking his own rifle, then looking to the other private. "Well, let's get going...erm, what's your name?", he asked as he started jogging towards the northern entrance of the base. Can't expect to survive long if we don't know each other...and if he wants to kill me...he thought, ignoring the private's previous comment.
Thinking while he jogged, Bren realized that he didn't even know where the contact was being made. "Ah geeze...do you know where the rest of the unit is? I don't remember where they all ran too, was too busy looking for someone like you.", he said, slowing his jog until he stopped. Looking around, the base was obviously damaged, and the sounds of combat could be heard out in the distance...but not in any particular direction.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 12:32 pm
Private Aarno "Feed" Nikula
Alpha Base
Going towards combat
"Name's Aarno, but you can just call me Feed like everyone else", Aarno said and pointed at a direction. "There is the worst place, probably have to go there."
He was sad for going to hotspot, but he didn't want to hold anger if he was going to go. Feet first, but not with red in the eyes. "I'm sorry, mate, I didn't mean the threat. Let us just go and kill some covenants, eh? I'll go first, you give cover."
With that he started to run onwards, weapon readied to fire at anything suspicious.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 8:14 pm
Private John Freeman
Outside Alpha Base
Entering Hot Zone
"Nice to meet ya. I'm Bren. Feed? That's an odd nickname...I don't have one really...", he said, moving with Aarno. "If that's the hot zone, let's go that way then!", he said, sounding overly enthusiastic to go into battle. So, what to expect...I haven't even heard any reports...he thought as they reached an exit.
"Don't worry about it. I get those all the time.", he said with a slight smirk, now focusing his attention to the front. "Roger. Moving up.", he replied quietly, running to a nearby low wall for cover, keeping his rifle raised. "Covered. Move up."
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 8:40 pm
Corporal Walter Sullivan
SSN: 1092-24012-WS
>> HARVEST LON: 65.314 N, LAT: 81.151 W [NORTHER POLAR REGION]
//FORWARD OPERATIONS BASE ALPHA
IN COMBAT
Sullivan sighted down the smart-link scope on his SRS99C-S2 AM rifle. His arctic camouflage fatigues were overlaid with light gray diamond-kevlar weave and matte white and grey battleplate. His helmet's visor was a transparent orange, with all the pertinent date relayed through a projected HUD. He was laying prone on an insulated carbon-nanofiber weave mat that resembled the surrounding terrain. His partner in crime, PFC Jean D'aulaire was absorbed through his spotter's scope. The powerful magnification device was linked electronically to both the local UNSC battlenet and Sullivan's rifle. Every hostile target that D'aulaire painted was instantly relayed to both the units in the field and Sullivan. Their cooperation was perfect, and they had so far racked up a score of seventeen kills. They were not running low on ammunition, as they both carried full combat loads for the SRS99C and the M7S submachine guns they carried. Jean spoke softly, calling out targets.
The two-man sniper team was only one of seven such teams deployed with UNSC ground forces in the current action zone. They had good cover and clear lines of sight on the Covenant forces. They had downed two pairs of Jackal snipers before the rest of the marines had even started to assault the forward Covenant position. A pair of M808B Scorpion MBTs thundered out of Alpha Base's main gate and headed into the fray. The staccato report of MA5 series weapons and the rumbling thunder of explosions echoed through the frozen valley. Sullivan shifted to the right slightly and sent a round into the head of a red-armored Elite, shattering the alien's skull and sending brain fragments into the air. D'aulaire marked the shot as another kill. That made 18 confirmed kills and 0 misses. Sullivan smiled and exhaled slowly through his balaclava. The steam from his breath dissapated quickly and he sighted on another target. The UNSC had made good progress since retaking Alpha Base, and had the Covenant on the run. They could beat them. Sullivan felt it in his bones.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 10:23 pm
Carter, James L. and Anders Zack B.
Harvest : North of Alpha Base
They waited. The Covenant seemed to just wait for them to come out. No grunts came to throw plasma grenades at the marines, hiding behind the bolder only 3 clicks away. No elites tried to slice them up with their energy swords. All the marines could hear was the wind, rushing over the rock to make a hollow whispering sound that gave them a unpleasant chill. The corporal was still calling in back up, now sounding like a desperate child crying for a lollipop. He was scared, a frightened baby animal lost from its caring mother, helpless on its own.
Carter pulled from one of his pockets a picture, his father in a chair, with graying black hair, dark tanned skin, with a police uniform and his mother sitting on his lap in an elegant looking purple dress, with her long golden locks flowing down over her shoulders and chest. They were smiling towards the camera. A look of pain went across Carters face, like has if someone pinched him while having pins and needles. The feeling of never seeing them again came to him, like a speeding pullet from a sniper rifle.
He put the picture away. Looking at the corporal still speaking into Carter's helmet mic.
"We should just try and kill them. Fire ever last bullet at those alien scum!"
Carter had a sudden burst of adrenaline, and he liked it. The corporal looked at him, with a very puzzled look on his face. Then she frowned and nodded in agreement. "No one is coming for us. Lets do this!"
They went opposite ways around the bolder. Carter sprinted over the snow, throwing snow up into the air to just wisp away by the wind. As he got closer to the covenant forces, he threw a grenade at feet of a grunt. It had time to scream before the grenade exploded with a deafening sound for the surrounding covenant forces and some grunts went flying. Anders had already killed an elite by getting a lucky shot of shooting it in the eye and penetrated into it's brain.
A plasma grenade went flying towards Carter. He dove to the side and rolled. Snow went down his clothing causing his temperature to drop slightly. "Oh crap that's cold!"
Anders got behind the covenant forces as Carter gave him the distracted he needed. He sneaked up on the hunter while it was firing it's cannon at Carter, who was hiding behind a rock. Anders shoved a grenade into the hunter's exposed orange wormy flesh and ran as if a very large bull was behind him. The hunter exploded, orange liquid sprayed everywhere as the hunter flew face first into the snow. The other hunter turned towards Anders and chanced him eager for revenge.
Carter was to busy being choked by a elite to help him, slowly he could feel his life fade. He slap his side to feel his side arm. He grabbed it, but not in a obvious way so the elite thought he had him. Suddenly a gun was shoved into the mouth of the elite and fired. Both the elite and Carter dropped. He chocked and held his throat. Looking up, he witness as the green plasma fired from the hunter's cannon hit Anders and knocked him to the ground.
"CRAP!"
Carter ran towards the hunter screaming at the top of his lungs "Die!" In a constant monotone that gave the only surviving grunt such a fright that he ran away and was never seen again. Carter saw a plasma grenade and picked it up.
"HEY MOTHER ********! EAT THIS!"
Carter threw the grenade at the exposed orange flesh. It stuck to the hunter, right in the right place, as it were. The grenade exploded making it jump back, its orange blood spraying everywhere and it feel on it's back still alive. Carter seeing it was still alive, risked running towards it to finish it off. He fired his side arm at the exposed flesh until the clip was empty.
"That should do it."
He turned around to see Anders moving, Still alive? He jogged over to him and knelt down. Anders had plasma burns from the bottom left side of his back up to his right arm. Damn.
After a hour went by, Anders was being carried over Carter's shoulders into a small cave. He gently put him down. Anders groaned and tried to sit up and lean against the cave wall.
"We're ******** James, why did you waste your time carrying me here man? You should of left me to die and saved your self."
Carter turned from looking out of the cave entrance and looked at Anders.
"I would never leave a man behind, friend or not. You know that."
Carter turned back towards the entrance kept watch. Watching the snow storm pick up. He thought about how they even got into this situation and cringed.
"Get some sleep Zack. If you can."
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 8:39 am
Breenland Private John Freeman
Outside Alpha Base
Entering Hot Zone"Nice to meet ya. I'm Bren. Feed? That's an odd nickname...I don't have one really...", he said, moving with Aarno. "If that's the hot zone, let's go that way then!", he said, sounding overly enthusiastic to go into battle. So, what to expect...I haven't even heard any reports...he thought as they reached an exit.
"Don't worry about it. I get those all the time.", he said with a slight smirk, now focusing his attention to the front. "Roger. Moving up.", he replied quietly, running to a nearby low wall for cover, keeping his rifle raised. "Covered. Move up."
"Thanks..." Aarno smiled and hopped a few steps onward, checking the area for enemies. There was a danger of jackal snipers, but Aarno wasn't too worried. His MA5B moved here and there in order to cover the area. He waved John to move onward when he found a good place to stop. It is never that bad when you actually get there.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 6:16 pm
Private John Freeman
Outside Alpha Base
Engaged
The two continued their maneuvers, covering each other well. "Hey, do you know where we are?", John finally asked. I'm completely lost here...he thought, slowly moving forward as he scanned the cliffs and other areas for snipers. Finally, he heard the sounds of combat, coming from just ahead of them. "They've made a lot of progress! Let's hurry to catch up.", he said, picking up his pace to a run. He lowered his weapon, being sure that this area had been cleared already.
Before he had run more than twenty feet, a burst of blue bolts flew past him, barely missing. "Oh s**t!", he yelled, diving behind a nearby tree. He didn't even need to peek out, he could just hear his foes...two Ghosts. Must've snuck around somehow...he thought, pulling a grenade from his pouch.
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2009 7:51 pm
Current Location »»» Alpha Base
I'm not going to lie to you. Liam, while not exactly lucky, was a combat man, so 'light' duty wasn't easy for him. He could hear skirmishes all around the base, soldiers busy protecting the building. And what was he doing? Monitoring com chatter. He was constantly distracted by the sounds of battle, and probably missed somethings here or there that he should have been listening for.
Officially, he was still on downtime, but you can't keep a good man down long. Something trickled into the background noise, and he shifted to a different channel. It was, oddly enough, a Covenant transmission, but not meant for human ears. Flipping on the translator, it came out choppy, since the actual translator was not perfected. Either they were sounding a retreat to one of their nearby bases... or they said to eat a tree...
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 12:09 am
Private Aarno "Feed" Nikula
Outside Alpha Base
Getting shivers from Ghosts
He had jumped into cover immediately. He saw John and he saw the Ghosts. "Listen up, these things are lightly armoured and whatnot, so let's try a tactic", he radioed John, "I'll distract, you blow them up. Is this clear?"
He checked once again his MA5B assault rifle, looked at the surroundings and had a quick prayer. Jump out from cover, couple of bursts at the driver and then behind that there. Then to the ramp... "If you have a chance, shoot their drivers! We could take one and ride it..."
Very likely. Probably Aarno would be toast and John mincemeat, but that wasn't something Aarno was going to tell his companion.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2009 8:23 pm
Private John Freeman
Outside Alpha Base
Narrowly avoiding death
"Roger!", John yelled, pulling the pin from his grenade. Peeking out, he saw one of the ghosts, piloted by a grunt, driving away down the canyon, but the other nowhere to be found. Where the hell did the other one go...they aren't exactly quiet machines...he thought, stepping out from behind his cover. "Hey, I think they left. I guess I wasn't much of a threat!", he said with a smile, inserting the pin back into the grenade.
John had just turned around when he saw the ghost flying at him, boosters ignited. He raised his rifle, firing off several rounds into the left wing causing the ghost the swerve to the right slightly, before diving out of the way. Unfortunately, he didn't dive fast enough, and the ghost caught his left side, sending him flying forward and rolling through the snow. He swore he could hear the grunt driver laugh at his misfortune. Recovering quickly, he dived behind a boulder that had stopped his rolling, adrenaline pumping though his veins.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2009 2:14 am
Private Aarno "Feed" Nikula
Outside Alpha Base
Change of plans
It was an opening that yelled for taking it. Aarno swung his MA5B assault rifle and sent two bursts towards the grunt as it flew past him. "John, are you okay?!" he yelled over the radio and tried to notice the other one. Driverless vehicle slowly stopped while its previous owner moaned behind a snowpile. Aarno couldn't stand leaving it wounded and sprinted to it, eventually ending its suffering with a single shot. "John?!"
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 6:27 pm
Private John Freeman
Outside Alpha Base
Hovering
Bren peeked up and saw John standing next to the dead grunt. He let out a sigh of relief and stood up, but quickly grasped his side. He winced in pain, checking himself for any major wounds, but nothing was visible. "Yeah, I'm alright! I think I have a broken rib...I'll be fine.", he said, walking slowly over to the now driverless ghost. "So, do you know how to pilot one of these things?", he asked, looking over the control panel.
Curious, he sat in the seat and put his hands in what seemed to be the control panel for the vehicle. He played with a few buttons, eventually causing the ghost to rise to it's hovering altitude. "Woah, haha. This thing is pretty sweet. Why don't we have these?", he asked jokingly, pushing more buttons that caused the ghost to move around in multiple directions.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2009 1:13 am
Private Aarno "Feed" Nikula
Outside Alpha Base
Curious and worried
"Better get that rib fixed soon, it might puncture your lung", Aarno worried and checked the surroundings time and time over. "Have you seen the other Ghost, John? We are sitting ducks here."
He looked at his companion and smiled when he started to fiddle with the buttons. "Woah, haha. This thing is pretty sweet. Why don't we have these?"
"Because we are technologically way back compared to covenants. Doesn't matter, they still die from our bullets."
He walked nearer and looked at the buttons and slides and whatnot. "You'd imagine it would have simple mechanics, but for me that's all hebrew. Better leave it and run to the battle, at least we know how to do that."
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