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"That was a hell of a light show (cough) Infinity, what's the status on the marine squad and the other spartans, over?"

"Infinity, do you hear me?"

"Must be something from the nuke."

 

He laid back on a rock and just listened for a while, catching his breath. It was silent. No distant gunfire, no rumbling of engines, no dying screams.

Just silence.

 

He sat up alarmed as soon as he thought that. That nuke should have attracted every thing within a least a 100Km radius. But there was nothing.

It was bright out now, but it was not natural light. He dismissed it as the nuke.

He could see for a good bit ahead of him, nothing note worthy in sight.

Yet he drew his weapon and loaded a fresh drum into it.

 

"You split-lipped freak, you want some of me?!"

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"Marine, throw me that beacon!"

"I need all of you to lay heavy suppressive fire, I'm going for that tank."

"You two, flank left and wait for a moment to take as many freaks down okay?"

 

It was still dark, the only source of lights were from the flashes of gunfire.

Murphy steadily made his way around the enemy's right flank, encountering only a few hostiles.

The bulk of their force was focused on the marine position, who would not last long without Spartan support. Spartans were after all the assault guns of the UNSC.

He at last came up to the side of his target, which appeared to be de-activated. Then a sudden beam of light destroyed the rock beside Murphy, the tank became fully operative.

 

"REAL TOUGH GUY!"

 

Murphy made several dodging attempts and inch by inch got closer to the tank. He would need to be close enough to get it to stick.

He waited until the right moment and the tank had just fired. He closed the distance with great speed until he managed to latch onto the side.

The tank shook violently trying to remove it's passenger.

Murphy armed the beacon and was about to place it.

 

"I got a present for ya!"

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"Deathstrike" Murphy, Requim surface

04:23

 

"I have a negative on that last order Infinity! This things a real ***** to take down. I've lost too many men already, we're falling back to the nearest Spartan team's location."

"We'll need an or...son of a *****! Keep them off me for a minute! Infinity, we will need orbital support to take this thing down! It's too damn hot for Infantry here!"

 

It was a bloody job with no success, the tank continued on unimpeded. Murphy let several more bursts rip from his SAW, providing the suppressing fire needed for the retreat.

It was here when they were running across alien territory, with deadly opponents chasing them, heading towards a position which was probably under attack, that Murphy thought to himself:

 

"Just like old times."

 

As they drew closer, the radio sounded with voices.

Ignoring them, Murphy shouted into the Radio.

 

"Screaming Eagle here! Approaching south-south-east of your poistion, confirmed enemy armour moving for this poistion!"

 

He stopped as hardlight bolts ripped past him.

 

"Mister you're going down!"

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"Lack of volunteers huh? I'll just take what I have with me. Tell those boys to take it real easy now, wouldn't want the wind taking them down."

"Okay girls, I hope you're ready for some actual combat. Do what you were born to do and try not to piss yourself. You might even get a gold star, ain't that nice?"

"Pilot, take us out, head to the LZ and then field test the weapons, got it son?"

"What do you say marines, you ready to save the damsels?"

 

The traditional "OOH-RAH!" was given.

The Pelican slowly moved out of the hanger and began taxiing.

The count down began "3...2...1" and they were away.

 

"Nose first, I want us right on top of the ********."

 

The pelican began to experience the wild turbulence.

It was only several minutes before the pilots shouted "touch down!".

The loading bay door opened to reveal Reqium.

 

"Let's get this party started!"

[Name your own UNSC and/or Covie Ship]

U.N.S. Paladin.

The Infernal ascension.

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"Deathstrike" Murphy, Infinity hanger 22 C

2:06

 

"Thanks Anton. Advise any Spartan's that volunteer to be suited up and in 22 C before 03:00. We'll want to give those freaks a real party."

 

He sat forward and proceeded to check his gear one last time. He spent much time checking each notch on his weapon and recalling vividly how he got them.

It was only the sound of a re-fueling alarm that made him refocus.

 

"Now come's the worst part, the waiting."

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"Deathstrike" Murphy, Infinity hanger 22 C, 02:03

 

It was busy in in the hanger, crewmen and pilots alike were busy prepping their Pelicans for action. The sound of heavy munitions being locked onto the wing brought Murphy a sense of joy.

Only surpassed by the sound of it being released. He paid no attention however, as he was busy studying the reports from the groundside teams. He watched intently not making a motion.

It was several minutes later until he walked away.

 

"How's she doin' boys?"

 

"Ready and waiting, she's loaded up and currently fueling." Came the response from a pilot, who was simultaneously loading a fighter.

 

Murphy walked away from the pilot with no response and began heading towards a dull grey Pelican.

It was his own idea and his own responsibility, but he was eager to prove that a heavily armoured pelican was better then a fast pelican.

He eased himself in the cargo area and relaxed.

It was silent until he spoke.

 

"Commander, requesting permission to head planetside and assist local forces ASAP........sir."