UNSC Warlord Book 3 Chapter 9

[Fishy]

~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.

 

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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.

 

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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~