Composite Armour

If they go tanks = Hunters. If they go Infantry = Jackals. If they go Air = Vampires. That's all there is to it. Your allie will have to help deal with whatever your facing, but if he's going scarabs, then Anders will probably go air, so you go vampires. Use your leader to help with the ground army and bring troops up quickly. And remeber, if you see hawks leaving the battle early when your vampires show up, it means there's a cryo bomb inbound.

ODST Spam? Jackal Spam. Grizzly spam? Hunter Spam. Hawk Spam? Vampire spam. Be ready for counter spams.

"Major!" "Report." "Excavation report from the ruins, you have to see this, it's...amazing!" "Calm down and hand me that. Dismissed." "Yes sir." "Now, what do we have here." "Report on the excavation of ROMEO UNIFORM INDIGO NOVEMBER SIERRA CLASSIFIED: For officer clearence level 1 only! The following contains a brief record of what was found so far, personal exploration is recommended. Area has is secure. The site so far contains several large rooms. It appears to be in pristine condition. There is little to no sign of degredation of it's structure. So far, the source of the signal is unconfirmed, however several consoles have been located, though no attempt has been made to access them as of yet."

"Sir, I'd say you're crazy. That ridge is probably overlooking the planet on fire. I'm in." John looked towards the glow, he doubted there could be marines, but he'd been wrong about things like these before. Still, he wasn't going to die like that, he would die only while torching those aliens. And he would die laughing. He looked at the others, most new faces, to see what they thought.

John was proud, but he knew that he would need help. "Yeah, I could use a hand." He began to stagger forward. "What's your name anyway?"

"Ah, I love these damn things." Murphy felt the drugs kicking in, drowing out the pain sensation. It felt good. He sat up and looked around, finally able to judge the situation with a somewhat clear head. He picked up his revolver and holstered it. "My arm's bust, but I can walk. Least until these things wear off." He stood up and stumbled forward. "Marine, where is everyone else? We should regroup and get out of here."

"Just Barely." John lay back, looking around at the ash. He felt somewhat better, though it was still a struggle to move slightly. He could move his other arm fine. Reaching down to his holster, he drew his Revolver and began to spin it. It helped him take his mind off the pain. The pain, however was quick to remind him it was still there. It felt like someone was sawing through his arm. He dropped the revolver and let out a pained moan. "Argh! Get....me a stim.....Ugh!"

lol That is all. Good point though.

It's not nooby, it's all there is. You either have enough spam to win or you lose to the more spam of the enemies.

Unit Spam = Halo wars tactics. Counter to ODST Spam = Jackal spam.

"Son of a *****." John woke, the mangeld turret was resting on top of him. He shoved it aside and stuggled to stand up. There was a massive pain in his arm. It was mangled, bones were dislocated. John took off his fuel tank care fully and checked it. No damage, it was good to go. He sat back into a piece of wreckage and exposed his arm. It was a mess. Using his other arm he got his emergency med kit and fashioned a makeshift sling. Leaving it aside for the moment, he braced himself. He was going to have to relocate the bone. He grabbed the wrist of his damaged arm, looesly hanging. "Do it quick, do it quick." He pulled and heard the crack as the bone was put back into place. He let out a massive pained roar. He struggled to get the sling on, but managed to get it on eventually. He covered his arm again and slumped over, exhausted. "Marines?!" It was all he could say. He was drained and exhausted. He wouldn't last much longer without medical attention.

If Chief happens to be somewhere near the shield world then could happen. Other then that, they'd be nowhere near another planet in such a small amount of time.

"The names Murphy sir." John looked around, still not sure how he got there. He was trained to clear out enemy strong points, but he found himself manning the turret. It was nothing short of desperation, a repeated situation as another planet fell to the Covenant. He hated it. But he was a soldier and he had a job to do. Only then had the thought struck, where was he going? Everything just seemed to be a haze. "Sir, what's our destination?"

Well Deadicated servers shall fix this. That's a good sign from 343.

"Trust works both ways. Now if you would like to arrange the details of these talks, I would kindly suggest you stop with the threats. Now you can prepare your envoy while I recieve word from my superiors about this." "Sir, alerting NavCOM now."

"Sir, the we got another message." "Go ahead, play it." "It sounds like a bluff to me sir." "Trust? You expect us to trust you after arriving right beside our planet? Or how about preparing a trap? Hah! Look, were giving you the chance to talk and you're refusing? Will you wage a war for the ruins? Will you still rage a war even if they're destroyed? How much will you risk losing? Do you think it's worth your fleets near ahnilation to prove a point? We won't fall like the UNSC. Everyone will die to take you with us. Will it truly be a walk of truimph when you stand upon the surface of the planet while the ground is stained with your soldiers blood? Would the thought of losing the ability to defend your people appeal to you? Now you can talk, or we can do this the hard way."

"Listen you spilt-jaw *******, we just knocked a big hole in your sorry ass fleet. Now I've been told to play nice and tell you that we've found something interesting. The signal that led you here." The captain stood hope and began pacing his bridge. His crew's eyes were watching. "Now you listen to me and you listen real good, you're getting real lucky here. Hell, we should be accepting your uncondtional surrender. But you've been given a chance, you can take it, or you can get the rest of your asses whooped and we destroy those pretty ruins. Your choice. But I'm sure those boys will love another ship to take down." "NavCOM wants use to regroup with Battlegroup Lance." "You're playing with the big boys now spilt-jaw, I sure hope your mommy knows your here." "Sir?" "Cut comms and get us to Lance."

"Sir, were taken heavy damage, that bloody carrier is working away at our armour!" "What's the hull status?" "63% and falling!" "Keep holding!" "Sir, the Unyielding has been struck by a torpedo, it's ammo racked!" "Damnit! Unrelenting, hold them back, cover the retreat!" "Sir, 23%!" "Sir, I'm tracking the projectiles. HIT!" It was a thunderous sound for the marines aboard the carrier, working there way towards the engines. The ship shook violently. As they were recovering a second projectile hit, knocking them back down. The carrier drifted slowly before it's central section erupted in a bright blue explosion. Many smaller explosions followed throughout the ship. "This is the Unrelenting! Reporting critical hit! Carrier is down, I say again the Carrier is down!" "Unrelenting, Fallback!" "Acknowleged." The ship made it's way towards the safe zone, taking some fire but nothing serious. The enemy would surely not pursue them knowing what awaited. It was a sorry sight, The Battlegroups carrier was heavily damaged, Two of the three battle ships were taken out of action. Only a few destroyers limped back to safety. The Unrelenting is the sole ship to remain in action. "Unrelenting, this is NavCOM, broadcast to the Covenant ships calling for negotiations. Orders come direct from the council." "Acknowledged. Broadcasting now."

"Admiral! We lost the Valiant and the Aegis is taking massive damage, it's not going to last long." "Bring the surviving ships in formation!" "Yes sir! Drones are engaged with hostile craft, they're pushing." "Tell the ships to target the small ships first!" The battle went on for almost an hour. It was an instense slugging match with both sides taking massive losses. It was when the Destroyers began to fall that the Navy's inexpirence showed. Ships moved out of vital poistions to rescue life boats. The hole in their defenses were being exploited. "Sir, Battleships are holding the line, the enemy is taking a beating." "Damnit, that assualt carrier is coming towards us!" "It's struck the Unforgiving! It's badly wounded. Sir, she won't last under suistained fire!" "Attempt to draw it closer to us! Tell the remaining ships to focus on then rest of the enemy fleet!" "Sir?" "We'll lure it into range of the Anti-orbital weapons." "it'll take some time for the slug to hit." "We've got the armour, we can last for it." "Sir, it's taking the bait! The Unforgiving is limping away and being covered by the Unrelenting."

"What the hell just happened?!" "Sir, it's....it's a covenant carrier! No...it's twon of them!" "It's finally happening...Any sign of other ships?" "Negative!" "Why the hell would they send a pair carriers alone?" "Sir, I'm not detecting any sign of their weapons charging." "Damage?" "Nothing on our scanners." "Get the Valiant to prepare a boarding team, have the Aegis move up and support it. Take the one on the right" "Yes sir." "Have all other ships stand ready, deploy drone fighters and bombers. Prepare counter boarding teams." "Yes sir." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- U.C.R.S Valiant, several minutes later. "Alright boys, this is where it begins. We start the fight here! Objectives are the capture of the ships engines and reactors. We'll move there should be several massive corridors used to transport Vehicles and large amounts of troops all over the ship. Were avoidng them. We'll be taking side passages, which should contain little more then small infantry patrols." "All boarding teams, this is the captain. Were latched, get ready to blow the doors in 60." "Alright ladies, this is where the fun begins! Get the shields up front!" "30 Seconds." "Charges set, get locked and loaded marines!" "10 Seconds" "Give 'em hell boys." "Now!" The doors burst open and the marines rushed in. Being met with large swarms of infantry and turret fire, the shields of the marines boarding team were begining to melt from taking so much suistained plasma fire. "SIR, THIS THING WON'T HOLD MUCH LONGER!" "Smoke, Smoke!" A cloud of blinding white smoke filled the hanger, the plasma fire became less suistained and more inaccurate. It was working. "Get those flamethrowers up, move!" A squad of marines proceed through the thick cloud. The only signs of the battle was the sound of gunfire and plasma fire. "Sir, the turrets are down! We cooked the ********!" "Move up, move up! Go!" The marines rushed through, dousing the area with suppressive fire. They had broken the defenses though, the hanger was theirs for now. It was little more then cleaning up. "Valiant, Valiant, this is Alpha leader, come in over. Can't get through, something must be jamming comms." "Sir, take a look at this!" "What the hell?" "What is it LT?" "It's a human. Alien ******** must have enslaved the race!" "So that means that Earth has been taken?!" "Guess so. Boys, it's time for a bit of payback. Get me a casualty report!" "Sir, 1 dead from Charlie, 3 Wounded from Charlie. Nothing else to report." "What the hell happened to Charlie?" "Came up against a squad of those big, lizard ones." "Alright, let's get moving everyone. Whiskey, will stay behind and guard the clamps." They proceeded through the ships corridors, encountring minor patrols before being coming up to a small door. "Get a breach on the door. Flash and Clear." The marines quietly huddled up to the door. They made little sound as they placed a charge on the door. The LT signaled the count down. The door burst open and grenades for tossed in. The lound bang signaled it was time to move in. "Lets go!" They rushed in and began to open fire on anything they could see. It was odd though, they took almost no return fire. After the room was clear they checked around. "It was a mess." "That bad huh?" "No, it was a mess hall. They were eating breakfast." "Who the hell eats when your ship is getting boarded?" "Maybe they never expected us to get this far?" "That can't be it. But we didn't hear an alarm..." "SIR! You need to see this!" "What is it now?!" "Out the window!" "Holy crap." They were looking out at the wreckage of the Valiant and a covenant battle crusier in the backround. "********!" "So that's it? We've lost?!" The low morale of the Marines was suddenly boosted as a shell struck one of the ships, doing damage. "Marines, were not out of the fight. Look, I'm going to be honest, this is now a sucide mission." "Were in it 'till the end LT!" There was a shout of agreement from the marines. "God damn you boys make me proud! Let's give these aliens hell! Move out!"

So send in Boarding parties and have the battle play out as in above?

Alright so it shall begin by my fleet opening fire. One of the paris-class firgates is destroyed by the opening barrage. Your fleet pounds the destroyers, forcing an early retreat from one of them. Exploiting the gap, a battlecruiser leads several smaller ships through to attack the Battleships, but are subject to massive return fire and swarms of bombers. Another paris firgate is destroyed. The assualt carriers cripple a Destroyer and blow it up. They proceed to finish another one, forcing a Destroyer to repoisition to protect the survivours. The majority of your fleet exploits the breakthrough and proceeds towards the Carrier, but are under suistained fire from the Battleships, two light cruisers and a battle cruiser are destroyed, while the UNSC destroyer is crippiled and must retreat. The Assualt carriers open fire on the lead battleship, rendering it out of action, the other battleships are out of postion trying to ward off attacks and rescue survivours. An Assualt carrier moves close to the Carrier. It opens fire and takes out the engines leaving the carrier un able to move to a safer loacation. The Assualt carrier opens fire again and at the center of the ship, but has trouble with the armour. It prepares to fire a thrid attack when it's struck by two of the Anti-orbital weapons. The Assualt carrier begins to drift and then is ruptured by a massive explosion. This is what causes a temporary retreat. Much of the battlegroup is out of action for several months, leaving a single battleship the only ship in service. Sound good to you?

I'm a rebel.

I challenge you to a space battle! But what fleet are you sending? You'll be up against one of my Carrier groups.

The Grand Admiral made his way to the briefing room. As he walked in, he glanced around. It was never a briefing he wanted to give. It was a grim silence as he made his way onto the podium. "Alright, this will be short.." he began as a video began playing behind him. The lights were dimmed. "Several hours ago our outer-system patrol detected a signal being relayed through the deep space probe in this sector here. This was 22 hours ago. Since then our findings have concluded that the signal is originating from beneath the badland desert, in this location here. Excavation teams are already at work. But as far as we know, we've just been revealed to the rest of the galaxy." There was a murmuring in the room. "As it stands, we now are at defense condtion Bravo. Battlegroups Lance and Hammer are in defensive poistion around the planet, while battlegroup Spear are currently deploying minefields in certain areas around here, here and here. All ships have been given increased Nuclear payloads. Our best bet is to lure hostiles into the killzone around the planet, the Anti-Orbital weapons stand ready." "Admiral, what about the source of the signal? What do we know about it?" "We can't confirm anything, but we believe it's Forerunner." There was again murmuring the room. "The ground defense will be discussed when we have more information, but as for now, you're all dismissed."