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>>28073234
In typical Elite bravado, the flagship cruiser Fortitude of Phobia lead the charge against Battle Group Siberia, and promptly took three MAC rounds through the stern. Putting down on Morganis IV to make repairs, Rear Admiral James Hamilton ordered a strike team to capture the Fleet Master to call off the holding battle occurring in orbit. That's why you just got put down in an active warzone under precision Anti-Air fire. The purple-blooded freaks planted a trio of shield generators around the stricken behemoth, and is running them off the ship-board reactors. The AA cannon is stopping Longswords from assaulting, and the whole area is now fortified by a few hundred purple, orange and blue-blooded aliens. If the battle in orbit continues much longer, even Hamilton's holding tactics won't prevent massive casualties.

The Covenant are entrenched further along the valley, with UNSC forces holding a parallel line 100 meters down-range. Anyone who so much as pokes their head up gets targeted with a massive flurry of needles, plasma and carbine fire, and any vehicle that turned the corner found itself staring down a plasma mortar sailing towards it. There is already one wrecked scorpion shell at the edge of UNSC lines, and no other heavy cavalry is going near those lines until the hulking purple tanks are destroyed. There is four of them, two manned, two being recharged/repaired at any one time. The cliffs slope down behind enemy lines, which could allow a small force to do some serious damage to the tanks, but the danger level would be obscene. If the Scorpion tanks are brought to bear, the grunt and jackal lines will falter, since they have little to no major firepower which isn't inbuilt into a vehicle.

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>>28073252
The AA gun which destroyed half of Kilo-Bravo is another major impediment to the plan-no air support will close until the gigantic apparatus is shut down for good. Designation T-27 Mantis, big enough to punch a hole through a meter of Titanium-battle plate-enough firepower to dent a capital ship. There is a rotating force of ghosts around the base, but no-one has gotten a final count on them. The force of warthogs that rolled past were going to go assault the AA complex, and are still close enough to catch up to. Of course, you could sneak up the canyon wall as night falls and try to sneak past the ghost patrols to the gun itself. The problem with such a massive construction is the fact that what is broken is NOT easily fixed-giving more than enough time for a precision airstrike to destroy the shield generator.

Finally, there is the shield generator itself-a large, hemispherical building transmitting an energy shield straight from the Fortitude of Phobia. Nothing smaller than a MAC round is denting the barrier, and a MAC round might kill the Fleet Master. Utilising the encroaching cover of darkness, you could either slip down the slope near the wraiths, or rappel down the cliff near the generator itself. The complex will undoubtedly be guarded, but the bulk of covenant ground forces are trading plasma for bullets at the trenches, so the opposition should be light. Should.

Any one of the these three moves could destabilise the battle enough to launch a decisive strike. That's why one of the UNSC's black ops squads has been called in, and why you, your squad and LTC Mack have been nearly melted down to constituent atoms in a live-fire AA battery. The entire operation is a desperate gamble, but if it pays off, thirty-eight million civilians and everyone on the Battle Group Siberia might be saved.

>more about wraiths
>more about AA gun
>more about generator
>Move out (which one?)
>squad info & loadouts
>write in

>>28073275
>>squad info & loadouts
also, get yourself a trip maybe

>>28073275
Position gun at the in the intersection of our neck, jaw, and cheek at a perpendicular angle.
Apply pressure to the trigger and squeeze our eyes closed, paying for sweet release.

>>28073275
You still alive OP?

>>28073275
>>squad info & loadouts

>>28076130
thought this was dead when one person replied. if theres interest, i could continue

>>28076299
Do it. I've been wanting to play a Halo themed quest.

>>28076321
okay, give me five seconds, someone agree on a name

>>28076329
Zhou Leifang

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Petty Medical Officer, First Class XXXXXX
UNSC Marine battle Plate, Holopiece & Helmet Recorder
MA5B Assault rifle, twelve Magazines, sixty shots, Suppressed, Vacuum-compatible
M6D Assault handgun-suppressed, Vacuum compatible, Five magazines each of armor-piercing and explosive ammunition, twelve shots each. Difficult for an unaugmented human (e.g. you) to handle without massive recoil.
Fragmentation Grenades-M9HE-six of them. Not suppressed. At all.
BioFoam-Lots of it, as well as enough other medical supplies to fix up anything less than major organ failure, assuming you have enough time and they meet a proper surgery ASAP.

Demolitions-Cei Heung-Flei
UNSC Marine battle Plate, Standard Issue Holopiece w/timer upgrades
MA5B Assault rifle, twelve Magazines, sixty shots, Suppressed, Vacuum-compatible
M6D Assault handgun-suppressed Vacuum compatible, Five magazines each of armor-piercing and explosive ammunition, twelve shots each. Difficult for an unaugmented human (e.g. you) to handle without massive recoil.
C-12 UHE, six bags, detonators
Thermite, six bags, detonators
Flash-Fragmentation Boquet-X4-Cei's speciality, Flashbang disorients enemies and prevents them from reacting to the three attached M9HE explosives, which are propelled away from their pins by the Flashbang charge. Most effective in enclosed areas

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>>28076367
Technician-Roland Williams
UNSC Marine battle Plate, M2 Holopiece HUD
SMG, suppressed, 10 Magazines
M6C Magnum Handgun-suppressed. Smaller Calibre than M6D, less fire-power, more accuracy. Twelve Magazines
Mini-terminal, backup Storage, AI assisted 'Enhanced-Access' Suite

Marksman-Aiwa Komere
UNSC Marine battle Plate, MKS Holopiece (ONI prototype)
SRS 99 AM 12.7X99mm Sniper rifle
M6C Magnum Handgun-suppressed. Smaller Calibre than M6D, less firepower, more accuracy. Twelve Magazines
SMG, suppressed, 10 Magazines

>>28076367
>>28076384
this is our team, right?

>>28076329
Garl Finny

>>28076329
Zachary Smith
(I am not good at naming.)

>>28076384
Leuitenant-Commander Mackenzie is both commanding officer of this operation and the chief air support pilot.

>>28076400
Yes. thats the basic team, you've been together fighting the covenant for years. depending on the mission, you may have temporary members, or recruit from soildiers at base. It is a black-ops squad, so you're only as undetectable as your least stealthy member


I'm running these as a long series of one-shots, until the MC dies or the events on installation 00 happen. As long as there is interest

>more about wraiths
>more about AA gun
>more about generator
>Move out (which one?)
>questions to squad members
>write in

>>28076438
Also, vote on a name

>>28076438
>>more about generator

>>28076432
I'm fine with this one

>>28076438
>questions to squad members

"Lieutenant, are we really gonna try and capture a covvy commander?"

Also, you want to get a trip.

>>28076365
Eh, I can dig it.

>>28076453
You wave Mackenzie over, asking about the generator building itself.

'We don't really know much about the things. There was a couple on Eridanus, but they were destroyed by the covenant when the UNSCDF started to win. There's three of them spaced around the crippled flagship, and theres over two-hundred ground troops protecting it. It's about fifty metres across and shaped like an egg cut in half, pointy end up. Plasma conduits connect it to the ship, and if we cut them, then the superconductors projecting the shield should overheat, destroying the building. The shield should hopefully lose cohesion, allowing our forces to snatch & grab this 'councillor' Fleet Master.'

>>28076471
'Orders. naval intelligence has been itching to get their hands on a high-ranking, live commander. We're in a losing battle currently, and we need to figure out what makes these freaks tick

>>28076498
>>28076470
>>28076432
>>28076365
Zack or Zhou?

>>28076561
Zhou Smith.

>>28076561
Could flip for it.

>>28076575
that wouldn't work. Zhou is the Family name.

>>28076438
>more about the wraiths and AA gun.

>>28076575
1.Zhou Leifang
2.Zac Smith
3.Zhou Smith

>>28076600
This is the 26th century, humanity has been homogenised. the only strange accent left is Australian

>>28076600
It's the future man.

>>28076632
1

Rolled 2

>>28076614
You ask about the giant purple mortar tanks. He smirks, saying 'if you knew more than what i've said, ONI would have you in their interrogation rooms right now. There's a reason we call them wraiths-those plasma mortars turn you into one. the AA gun? well, it has to cool down somehow. either blow the coolant, or just break one of the legs it's supported on. The tripod structure leaves it lighter than our equivalents, but break one of the legs and it alllll goes tumbling down'

>>28076692
The 'hogs are at the end of the valley, and are about to make the climb up to the plains south of the AA gun.

Mack waves you on as he moves into the COM room, yelling 'get a move on'.

You can commandeer a warthog or a pair of mongoose, climb the canyon to the east or west, and either assault the wraiths under repairs, the generator itself, or the Ghost patrols protecting the AA gun. loud or sneaky, its up to you.

>>28076632
>3
(I'm the guy that posted >>28076575)

Anyway, if no one has any objections
>Move out to sabotage the generator.
>Do it sneakily

>>28076755
Sneaky

>>28076803
Where to? And if you're going to the generator, east or west side? Ghost patrols are on the east side, west side has difficult terrain and god knows what else

>>28076817
West side. Generators

>>28076755
>Climb the canyon to the west

>>28076632
>1.Zhou Leifang


>>28076817
Go East!

>>28076838
>>28076827
Writing for west side, unless a bunch of people start saying east

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>>28076838
>>28076827


Cei and Roland follow you to the foot of the canyon side. It's an impressive bit of geology, strata showing the ages of the planet, even before terraforming began a hundred and thirty years ago. Awai trots out from the armoury tent, SRS99 barell holding a piton and enough rope to reach the top twice over. She crouches, sights, and with a dull hiss of gas escaping, the spear whizzes to the top of the canyon wall, where the slope is no more than a steep hill. The squad checks COMlinks, three green indicators appear next to your biosigns in your eyepiece HUD. The climb begins.

Four minutes later, Cei pulls Roland up over the lip. Awai is fifteen metres off, sighting distances through her scope. 'seems clear, sir, but this country has plenty of hiding places. No chance of a ghost sneaking up on us, but everything else could try it'

How do you proceed?

>>28076971
Scout our the area while the sniper covers you.

>>28076971
>>28077013
concurred

>>28077013
Sounds like a plan.

>>28076971
Can we get Satellite imaging of the area?

>>28077070
The shittily drawn map is the closest i can give you, and since theres a space battle raging overhead, the covenant shoot anything manmade out of orbit incase it's hiding a HAVOK nuke underneath its solar arrays. assume the shitty map has the area, but you can't get live transmission

>>28077043
>>28077013
The badlands stretch out before you to the west and south, but the three-kilometre bulk of the Fortitude of Phobia dominated the skyline. In the upper atmosphere, screaming hunks of metal screamed silently overhead, matched by streaks of hellfire. The orbital battle still raged, but without a 3:1 advantage, it was never an even fight. You shake your head, and look around. There are three easy paths through the area, but they twist and turn, snaking through the tussocks and rocks strewn over the landscape. The UNSC spotters are down south, a pair of soldiers holding the same SRS99 that Awai is covering you with. You determine that the closest ditch runs almost parallel to the edge of the canyon, and would be the fastest way to the generator-but any covenant might try the same thing. Of course, you could just go cross country, which is a shorter distance, but much more difficult terrain.

>Your move, marine

>>28077178
>go cross country

no pain, no gain, soldier

>>28077178
Let's take the snaky windy path.

>>28077178
>>28077221
No never mind, I misread. Still, let's go south with the other soldiers

>>28077254
South is towards the marine overwatch protecting the sides of the canyon from snipers. You want to go north, towards the generator.

Some kind of consensus?

>>28077301
Nevermind, defaulting to Cross country

>>28077315
ok, writing

>>28073234
>Petty Medical Officer Second Class
>medical

That's unnecessary in the rank, UNSC doesn't do that

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>>28077208
>>28077315

Time-1818

The red-tinged sun of Morganis starts to be obscured by the bulk of the beached supercarrier, casting a red-purple tinge across the landscape before the coming night.

You wave Awai and Roland forward, and begin to beat your way through the tussocky grass and into the rocky wilderness. The going is hard, but compared to boot camp of fifteen years ago, positively a walk in the park. Apart from the constant whine of plasma and gunfire, and occasional explosion, filtering up from the trenches below, it would almost be reflective

A chitter mars the relative silence, and your squad melts into an overhang. A squad of jackals walks past, carbines and beam rifles held in gangly hands. While most of the six-man squad is wearing the blue-tinged armour of a Jackal Minor, the lead and the rear guard are wearing crimson armour, and carry arm-mounted shield projectors in addition to their rifles and pistols. You have the element of surprise, but the marine overwatch is too far away to provide assistance.

>Your move. This group is dangerous, but the overwatch might be able to drive them off. The only close-range weapons they have are plasma pistols, but thats plenty dangerous to someone only wearing battle plate

>>28077427
No, but there is a Medical Super Private First Class!

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>>28077427
apart from books and games, the UNSC universe isn't particularly fleshed out, so i took some creative liberties

>>28077454
The rank structure is firmly established in the books and games.

You don't need to say Petty Janitor Officer Third Class or Sergeant Marine First Class.

>>28077430
Can we sneak up on the one's with the shields and slit their throats? 'cause, otherwise, I was thinking of just lobbing a grenade and picking off the stragglers.

>>28077454
Perhaps not the political and social aspects, but the military is heavily influenced by U.S. military structure, specifically Marine and Navy.

>>28077430
Have the marksman pick off the shielded ones while everyone else opens up with ARs

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>>28077495
>>28077516
i just wanted to get across the fact he's a medic. i'll rectify it from now on.

Grenade or AR fire? grenade is louder, and AR's/SMG's are silenced

>>28077624
Ok, then AR/SMG

>>28077634
>>28077568
You click your COM while tapping your supressor, and three lights wink in response. As the lead Jackal moves forward, Cei clicks, and Awai takes a bead on the rearguard. Roland shudders a little, but hoists his SMG and prepares to spray the group of four Minors. It should be a turkey shoot.

Roll d100, higher is better. taking first four rolls, one for each

Rolled 54

>>28077733

Rolled 86

>>28077733

Rolled 76

>>28077733

Rolled 63

>>28077733

Rolled 41

>>28077733

Ah the good old days when UNSC armor was simply designed but fairly practical and admirable.

The good old days. Back when you were fighting a hopeless war, against a foe that was nearly invincible were it mattered, when Earth was all that was left after 25 years of an Interstellar Holocaust against humanity.

Back when Hunters were moderately effective. Back when THE RETICLE WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE GODDAMNED SCREEN. Back when their were distances long enough to justify the Sniper Rifle's extreme range and power. Back when the LAAG sounded badass.

Back in the good old days.

>>28077755
Awai shoots the rearguard in the head, but Cei only glances his target and draws a line of purple blood, as it activates its shield. You open fire, raking across two of the unaware Minors. Roland shakes as his SMG almost bisects one of the remaining minors, but the final one rolls behind a rock, leaving his beam rifle behind.

Enemy Casualties-4, 1 wounded

Not a fan of post timer, was going with opposed rolls at low DC but forgot i could only roll once. I'll roll in person for opposed from now on.

>>28077822
Which Halo game didn't have the reticle in the middle of the screen?

>>28077840
How loud is thermite? Maybe we can flush the hiding jackal out with fire.

>>28077876
Maybe we should just flank him?

>>28077822
Halo 4 is an abomination of gameplay, in my opinion, so i went with good old Combat Evolved stuff

The two jackals are behind a pair of rocks, one north, one south, with you to the east.

>your move, marine

>>28077846
>>28077846
2 was too high and 3 was too low. No idea why.

>>28077899
Try to take the one that lost the rifle.

>>28077876
pretty quiet, but its a charge of thermite, not a grenade. used for burning through things, not burning things.

>>28077914
writing this, unless someone objects

>>28077928
Oh, and have our sniper watch out for the other jackal.

>>28077899
>>28077899
Nades at the Southern one, put fire down on the Northern one.

Its sad because Halo 4 should have been a Crysis killer game and should have had so much shit in it and so much fun stuff but noooo. Muh MLG.

>>28077914
You motion Cei and Roland around the side of the rock the Minor rolled behind, while keeping a bead low on the rock the major went behind. As the fireteam slid around the edge, a shimmering wall of energy minced out from behind cover, keeping the bottom covering his feet. 'can't get a shot' comes from your right, as Awai tries unsuccessfully to put a 12.7 through the avian alien's foot. The plasma pistol is still behind the rock, but the alien will be clear to fire soon. Training kicks in, pushing a burst of adrenaline through your system-What do you do?

>>28077899
Despite that, I am still excited for Halo 5.

>>28078008
Have Cei and Roland flank the Minor. Get ready to pop the Major when he comes up.

>>28078008
>Take out your pistol for better accuracy.
>Take potshots at the jackal.

>>28078039
Cei and Roland are halfway around the rock, hopefully about to shoot the unshielded minor in the back. The Major is moving out of cover to get a shot at you

>>28078065
Time to preempt him.

>>28078051
Going with this, if no-one objects.

Roll 3d100, two for Cei and Roland, one for you. Awai is waiting for you to disturb the jackal so she can kill it, and you're dropping the AR to the explosive pistol

>>28078020
Its not Halo anymore. Its CoD in space with pretty colors and a lethal dose of HFY.

Rolled 10, 29, 54 = 93

>>28078108

Rolled 7, 86, 45 = 138

>>28078108

Rolled 78, 3, 57 = 138

>>28078108

Rolled 30, 90, 98 = 218

>>28078108

>>28078123
A scream is heard from over the other side of the boulder, followed by a sustained burst of gunfire and an alien shriek, cut mercifully short.

You wince as the sound reaches your ears, but sight along the M6D. The heavy pistol is difficult for a human to keep using, but the heavy payload and stopping power led to the widespread distrubtution of what was intended to be an ONI developmental prototype, designed for SPARTAN augmented humans.

The heavy kickback rocks your arms, once, twice, three times... but each bullet flies true-not at the shielded alien, but at the gravel beneath its feet. Small blossoms of fire pelt the area with dust and fragments, but the jackal tips forward, squawking as it loses its balance

Before it hits the ground, a 12.7X99 round plunges through its skull, travelling two-thirds of the way down its back, and erupting in a splatter of gore. Awai grins, slightly, the runs over to the others.

>continued


When i ask for multiple rolls, can everyone do them seperatly? i only take the first roll, to reflect the difficulty, so each one counts, and i dont want to use favouritism by always picking the first to roll

>>28078245
Ask for 3 1d100s next time then.

>>28078245
Roland is in bad form. A blast of superheated gas hit him on the left forearm, not penetrating the heat-resistant ceramics, but burning the flesh beneath the plate. He ripped it off as soon as he could, but the flesh is badly burned. You cover the wound with biofoam to prevent infection, inject a targeted dose of polypseudomorphine, and skin-repairing anabolic steroids, but he's gonna be in bad shape for a little while.

You could send him back, but he is the only one trained to operate the intrusion pad he carries around with him, and he still has full mobility.

The little incident appears not to have attracted any other covenant, but the sun is quickly setting.

>your move, marine

>>28078277
yeah, my bad, i shouldve said so

>>28078340
Keep moving with him

>>28078340
>Loot the bodies.

Let's get us some plasma grenades and pistols.

>>28078373
You finish bandaging the burn area, but look around at the squad. 'We have to keep moving. Awai, take a look around'

After you finish, she comes back. 'sorry, sir, but we're in the middle of a hell-hole. Couldn't see any more covies, but the suns gonna be down soon, and we'd better get a move on'

>>28078508
As you move to meet up with Awai, Cei returns, holding two shield generators, six pistols, four grenades and a trio of Beam rifles. 'there’s more of these, sir, but i prefer olive drab in my hands to these freakish contraptions'. What do you allot out?

The COMlink sputters with static, and Mack's voice warbles in your earpiece. 'Whats the situation, Zac?'

'One man injured, but stable. We're about halfway there, be advised, Jackal snipers attempting to fire down on the front lines.'

'Get moving, the 'hogs just got back, there’s more ghosts than anticipated. Mack out'

Cei walks up to you, Roland following doggedly behind. Once again, you start moving through the badlands.

Two hundred meters before the edge of the cliff above the generator, a whistling gained volume. Every UNSC vet knew what it was-a Banshee light aircraft. Sure enough, one of the purple light aircraft flies above the lip, stabilizing thirty meters above ground level, moving towards your position Roll d100 to hide, unless you want to engage

Rolled 78

>>28078574
Take one beam rifle for ourselves. Give another to Awai

Rolled 4

>>28078574
Let's split the grenades between the four of us. and maybe we should each take a plasma pistol.

>>28078600
She's better with a SRS than a Beam rifle. Covie weapons, on the ground at least, are just as good as human ones, just at different things. You can take one, for a long-distance weapon
>>28078625
everyone has two grenades and a pistol, and Roland is only using one armed weapons-e.g. pistols.

Rolled 69

>>28078574
Pass the pistols around. Give a beam rifle to those who are most comfortable with covenant tech. One plasma grenade to everyone but the sniper. One shield generator for us and one for the LT.

>Hide from the banshee

>>28078638
Ok, We'll just take the one.

>>28078641
>Just realized the LT isn't with us.

Okay, plasma nade for everyone, shield gen for us and the demo expert.

Rolled 52

>>28078574
Give Shield to Cei and Roland. Pass plasma grenades around the squad. Keep a plasma pistol or two, probably between us and Cei. Probably keep the beam rifle for ourselves.

>>28078600
The small aircraft screams overhead, shaking the teeth in your skull. As it flies off, you motion forward, and cross the last two hundred metres. The covenant have the strange blue floodlights used in ground engagements bathing the area in front of their lines, while you can see the glimmer of human spotlights, around a kilometre away. the open area in the center of the valley has a pair of Wraiths hanging around, waiting for a target to present itself. But thats not what you're here for.

The shield generator is a cross between a building, an egg and a Seraph fighter-long, sleek, blunt end downwards. Four Anti-grav pylons surround the main bulk, supporting it with streams of blue, leaving the bobbing blob supported. At the top, a large divot projects a shimmering silver shield, providing a third of the cohesion protecting the beached whale capital ship.

The weakpoint of the structure, according to the LTC, is the massive cable attached to the bottom of the bulbous structure. Subsidiary cables branch off from the shield generator, powering the whole area, from lights to Wraith recharge stations. The cable stretches to the bottom of the shield, with lighting providing constant illumination all the way to the edge of the shield.

A group of spotlights illuminate the area around the pylons, revealing a pair of hunters, three Major elites, and a dozen grunts.

Cei whistles. 'Whoo-ee, sir, thats a tough nut to crack. What's the plan?'

More detailed plans net you an easier job of it. if you have any questions about the area, ask them. also, roll 4d100

>>28078825
So, 4 rolls of 1d100 or 1 roll of 4d100?

Rolled 86

>>28078825
(I'm assuming you want 4 1d100.)

>>28078884
4 rolls of d100. assume seperate rolls unless i say otherwise.

My bad again,apologies

Rolled 77

>>28078825
>>28078902

Rolled 89

>>28078825

Rolled 89

>>28078825
Alright, we can have our sniper take out one Elite, we use the beam rifle to take out another. The Hunters will probably be onto us by then. We should set a trap of explosives for them when they try to charge at us. We should try to frag the grunts as they come at us and focus fire on the remaining elite. Overcharge plasma pistol for that.

Rolled 96

>>28078825
Couldn't we blow a pair of recharging wraiths up as a distraction? Maybe overload the recharging stations up, at least?

>>28078968
>>28078902
Though, if Awai can get another shot, have her hit the remaining elite

>>28078825
Start picking off the grunts with the looted beam rifles. Maybe have the demo expert try to stick the hunters with plasma nades/ use c4 as a trap to kill them. Try to get headshots on the elites.

>>28078890
>>28078924
>>28078956
>>28078968
The tell-tale wink of a targeting mask across the side belies the position of a pair of Jackal sniper. Cei points it out, and you and Awai nod.

None of you can see any more, but most of the covenant forces are at the trenches, attempting to stop the UNSC advance. Also, you see a holographic emitter, at both the pylons and the recharging stations.

The largest Major Elite at the pylon, with slightly more decorative armour than his colleagues, is speaking through the projector to a similarly-clad split-chin. The projector at the Wraith-charger is silent.

More incoming

You're a hundred meters away and thirty meters up.

>>28078983
That was the plan to get rid of the wraiths earlier. The only one who has the knowhow and the technology to operate anything more complex than a shade turret (of which there is none close by) is Roland.

>>28079054
You currently have height over the area, and apart from the wraith-recharging station, all the other covenant are around eight hundred metres away.

>>28079054
>>28078968
Can't we go stealthy? maybe not alert the eight foot tall death machines, the bipedal dogs, and the gigantic cans of worms carrying a few tons of weapons and armour? all we need to do is blow up the cable. can we get Roland to hack the floodlights, or something?

>>28079105
In that case, let's sneak down there while the marksman attempts to kill the elites as a distraction. Leave her with a beam rifle in case she runs out of ammo.

>>28079142
agreed

>>28079136
The floodlights are controlled by the power regulator, near the Wraith-recharging depot. Conceivably, given a minute or two, he could hack it to turn off on a timer

Time-1832

The elite finishes his gravelly conversation. The dialect is strange, and the covenant translation software on the tablet has difficulty understanding half the words, while the half it did understand dealt mainly with incomprehensible religious jargon


So, options are
>open fire (Elites, snipers, hunters?)
>go to wraith depot (overload the wraiths? kill the lights?)
>go sneaky and place a bomb on the conduit
>anything else?

>>28079231
>>go sneaky and place a bomb on the conduit.

>>28079231
>go to wraith depot (overload the wraiths? kill the lights?)

Once the lights are down have the marksman start picking off the covvies from the ridge. Once they're distracted
>go sneaky and place a bomb on the conduit

>>28079231
kill the lights, pick off the command and snipers, and blow the conduit

>>28079231
Can Roland hack the wraiths? If so we could just use those to bulldoze the hunters then kill the elites and grunts.

>>28079276
But wouldn't killing the lights indicate that something is wrong and would put them even more alert?

>>28079307
Roland could conceivably get inside a wraith, but that is a very noticable thing, and as soon as that is noticed, everything will open fire on him, so it's very unlikely that he would live for more than three shots

>>28079310
true, but killing the lights also makes every covenant other than jackals wearing a sniper mask blind.

>>28079310
Yes, but our sniper has night vision and they don't.

>>28079349
How about when the lights are off?

>>28079372
wraiths have a couple of points which glow. not super-visible, but not invisible. you have an hour of darkness before the moon starts to rise.

Also, remember that you are not a SPARTAN, have no energy shielding other than a pair of jackal gauntlets, and cannot wrestle hunters

>>28079399
Are the hunters going by Halo:CE mechanics where you could kill them by shooting the in the back with a pistol?

>>28079399
Going with turning off lights and blowing the conduit. Who does what? Roland needs to be at the lights, but anyone can prime an explosive.

>>28079426
Not quite so weak. Remember, there is a gestalt colony inside one, so you have to kill a lot of the worms, or blow them up, to kill it. if you roll particularly well, while very close to a hunter, you could fire explosive pistol rounds into it and kill it eventually-but its a lot more likely to swing half a ton of steel through your midsection

>>28079449
This is me, on the tablet now

>>28079449
Have Cei prime bombs

>>28079474
What will you and Awai do?

>>28079449
Roland takes out the lights and leaves C4 for anyone who comes to investigate. Once the lights are out the marksman takes out the snipers and then elites. Cei and us will sneak to the generator once the sniper jackals are dead.

Blow up the generator with C4, use the wrist shields when we retreat if necessary.

>>28079488
Have Awai take up a good sniping position. We go with Roland

>>28079496
C-12. presumably a lot more powerful than C-4, since a backpack can blow through three metres of starship battleplate.

>>28079496
>>28079509
Are we going with Roland or with Cei?

>>28079524
I say Roland, since he's wounded.

>>28079524
Go with Cei, Roland is wounded and should retreat back to the sniper after he's done hacking.

Alternatively, he could hack the wraiths and try to take out the hunters.

>>28079543
>>28079550
Third party intervention?
Also, there's no way you'll convince him to drive a wraith until the other three are destroyed. currently, two are active, two are being refueled.

>>28079566
1d2?

>>28079566
Go with Roland, he's injured

>>28079593
>>28079543
Roland it is. Writing

>>28079593
>>28079543
You send a green signal back to the secure COMlink above base, letting Mack know you're about to hit the target. Awai waves everyone over, sighting down at the jackals when everyone is ready.

'Okay, this is a tough nut to crack. I don't want to get roasted by the tin can of worms, so we'll split this up. Roland, you see the building connected to the lights? Over near the two wraiths? Reckon you could break it open?'

'Sir, probably, sir! I'll need a few minutes though'

'Good enough. Awai, when the lights go out, take out the snipers with the supressed sniper-they'll be the only ones who can see us. Once thats done, Roland and i will start climbing back up here. If they see us before the lights go out, shoot them-hopefully nothing will notice'

'Cei, you're on Demo detail. See that conduit? it needs to be cut. But if we're within a hundred metres of it, when it blows, it'll vaporise us. Set a remote detonator into three blow-packs, give me two for the tanks, and keep the last for any surprises. We meet back thirty metres north of here, then haul ass. Questions?'

(anything else you want to add?)

>>28079721
sounds about right.

>>28079721
Can we get a current inventory of everyone?

>>28079721
The squad looks amongst themselves, and shake their heads.

'Lock and load-theres a hundred uglies ready to go.'

>>28079767
Same as beginning of thread, with the addition of you and Cei having jackal shields, everyone carrying a plasma pistol (you can't check charges but they appear fully charged) and two grenades, while you carry a beam rifle. And Rolands injury makes his left hand pretty badly damaged-after this op he'll need surgery to use it

Cei grins, whispering into the COM
'penetrate and annihilate. Sarge would be proud'

>>28079803
Awai clucks into the COM, but you and Roland laugh. Its a good way to manage stress, since you're all about to drop into hell. Awai focuses on the jackals, and you begin to slip down the edge of the canyon.

Time-1857
Moonrise-1940

Roll 2 1d100

Rolled 69

>>28079827

Rolled 29

>>28079827

>>28079827
I don't suppose you'll let us know what the DC is?

>>28079869
>>28079830
Awai clicks. One of the jackals saw movement and is unlimbering its beam rifle. She has the shot prepared, but that leaves one jackal still alive.

Roll 2 1d100

Rolled 58

>>28079899

Rolled 89

>>28079899

>>28079886
The DC was thirty-you're in the dark and it wasn't looking at you, but jackals have excellent eyesight and this one is wearing a mask

>>28079912
The first jackals head erupts into a purple matermelon, bits of beak and crest flaring outwards

>>28079915
as Awai smoothly squeezes the trigger again, neatly beheading the second before it can do more than begin to flinch. The only nearby snipers are dead-not exactly sneaky, but removes the only enemy capable of immediately spotting you when the lights went out.

As you reach the bottom of the sheer slope, the projector flares into life, showcasing a massive, white-armoured elite. Instead of the functional, shark-like helmet that the rank and file sport, this one wears a massive crest that brings his height close to three meters. The guttural tone blares out, but before the translation software in Rolands pad could decipher it, the holograph-and the speech-vanished. The recorded message whirrs through the tablet, translating the dogma and jargon into something you can understand.

'Sounded like an inspirational speech, sir. Bolstering the troops, and all that. Blimey, we're meant to capture that bastard? Alive?'

How do you respond? You're in a dead area, no visible covenant, approaching the wraith-station

>>28080010
"Sure, if we can. He may not have any limbs when we're done, but we can take him alive."

>>28080044
Roland lets out a nervous giggle at that, leaving you wondering just how young he is. According to his Service Record, he lived through a Covie invasion in 2530, and signed up for Tech support, lived through three engagements-but this is his first time in a small unit.

The Wraith station is cast mainly in shadow. Roland crouches next to the plasma couplet feeding the floodlights, cracking the casing and inserting the umbilical cable used to interface with Covie tech.
'Might be a little while sir' he says through the COM. 'The written language is twice as complex as the spoken one'

Do you want to set the C-12 charges on the Wraiths being refuled, or is that pushing your luck a bit too far?

>>28080095
Check if any wraiths have their hatches open. If we can kill the driver by nading him that would work just as well.

>>28080095
Might as well push it.

>>28080095
Can we drive one?

>>28080116
Drivers aren't inside them while being fueled

>>28080131
Roland COULD, but theres no way in hell he will since the other two active ones, a pair of hunters, and god knows what else would focus fire on it.

So, going to go plant C-12?

>>28080155
yup

>>28080174
You leave Roland to his hacking, and sneak around to the front. The building is designed like a double-bay garage, but built out of that shiny purple alloy. Two massive hulks sit idle, antigrav pods off, resting on the ground. You wait for a few seconds, and hearing nothing inside, move in. The front of the building faces away from the cliff-you have no overwatch while inside

Each tank's motor compartment has a large cable attached to the back, feeding power into the internal source. The two charges are distributed to the sloping undercarriage, and remote detonators linked to your helmet COM.

Roll 1d100

Rolled 6

>>28080276

>>28080276
>>28080281
fuck

>>28080281
>>28080281
You finish setting the last bomb, a magnetic click attaching to the bottom of the wraith... when the most dreaded noise to a SpecOps marine rang out

WORT WORT WORT

and it gave you just enough time to turn around and see the arc of a plasma blade descending

Roll 1d100 to dodge

Rolled 77

>>28080421

>>28080421
This is me, connection problems are killing me

>>28080421
>marine
don't you mean elite?

>>28080448
The planed triangle of plasma burns through the air, slashing down at where you HAD been, carving a furrow into the ground, leaving a molten glass trench. You finish the roll, and already the gleaming, black-armoured elite is swinging again-but this time you have enough time to see it coming and dodge. Your rifle lays on the dirt where you left it, but your pistol is in your hands

Roll for whatever action you choose

>>28080461
You are a SpecOps marine, who just got ambushed by a SpecOps elite

Rolled 4

>>28080502

Dive for rifle and unload into elite


>You are a SpecOps marine, who just got ambushed by a SpecOps elite

Ok, so you mean we're an ODST?

Rolled 94

>>28080502
Use the magnum and do some headshots with it

Rolled 47

>>28080502
Yell at Roland to keep sabotaging the wraiths.

Rolled 94

>>28080516
ODST are similar, but are used as drop-troops. You're used by ONI for infiltration and destruction, or by regular chain-of-command for dangerous missions when there isnt a SPARTAN handy. However, you can function as an ODST if need be, so assume something similar.

You attempt to leap for the rifle, but the black squid-face is too fast, and knees you in the gut as you attempt to jump past him.
This may have saved your life, as the blade only sliced a shallow furrow along your right forearm- a distant scream echoing, before you realise it is your own-weeping blood despite the burns, incredibly painful-but not deadly.

However, you are even further from your rifle, and the elite is already swinging as you get to your feet, blood leaking from your lips.

What do you do?

This roll is for something else, not elite

Rolled 78

>>28080591
Pistol shots to the face.

Rolled 66

>>28080591

Unload pistol into his face.

Rolled 13

>>28080624
The pistol retort bucks back into your hand, the left-handed firing position unsteady, and the recoil punishing as you support your firing hand with the injured arm. Six shots ring out, four hit, slowing the charge of the enraged, seven-foot-tall monster. One shot is right about to hit him between the eyes, before his shield shimmers into place-but the kinetic force still snapped his head back, disorienting him enough for you to dodge back, running around the front of the bulbous tank.

The elite, in typical blunt covenant method, simply climbs atop the purple tank, sword still activated...When a plasma pistol bolt, overcharged, flies towards it from the opposite side of the building

Rolled 42

>>28080693
Hit it while its shields are down.

>>28080693
Lucky for you, the elite is rolling shitty for his dodges

The plasma bolt skims across his side, almost overloading his shield mechanism and causing him to howl in confusion. The surprised beast falls off the side of the wraith, but is behind the front side. A clawlike Plasma pistol, radiating heat, followed the bolt, slamming into the side of the wraith, as Private Roland Williams, the most glorious thing you've seen all day, draws his pistol and runs to support you.

Roll 2 1d100 from now on. Actions?

Rolled 76

>>28080745

Rolled 99

>>28080745
Lets do this

>>28080781
Heh. Heheh. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

>>28080745
Fire on the elite. Has Roland set up the C-12?

>>28080751
>>28080781
The elite, surprised by the blindsided energy bolt, staggers to its, well, hooves-right into a withering barrage of fire. Both you and Roland empty your clips at the creature-a total of 18 explosive, armour piercing rounds overload the purple-blooded warrior's shields, and begin shredding its living tissue. By the time the barrage is finished, the elite is so much minced flesh.

Roland, under your guidance, treats your wounds, cleaning the flesh cauterized by the passage of the blade.

Roland finishes sabotaging the floodlights, as you start to stagger to your feet. Man, that was gonna leave a scar to be proud of. Between the drugs, the blood, and lack of adrenaline, you feel woozy, but still remember to search the body of the Elite-it may have had an active camoflage generator.
Roll 1d100

Rolled 76

>>28080820

>>28080820
Take the sword, too.

>>28080820
>clip

Check the elite, loot whatever you can.

>>28080808
That's what we were doing when the elite tried to bisect our head

>>28080824
Pushing aside the pile of gore that still steams, you find an intact generator. Housed in the hunchback of the elite's distinctive armour, the ONI boys will hail you as a hero for retrieving it. Next time they can do their own dirty work-you would rather charge a thousand grunts than go through that ever again.

>>28080832
Elite energy swords explode when their wielder dies

>>28080842
You take the elite's plasma pistol, fully charged to replace Rolands spent one


Cont

>>28080859
You hurry to the back of the building, where Roland is disconnecting his tablet. The elite's blood covers your arms up to the elbows, and you try not to think of the hygienic implications it has on your injury.

As you leave, a small force of grunts, jackals and a single elite approaches. Awai's COMlink clicks, indicating she could open fire-but the covenant are very unlikely to notice you until you reach safety. What re your orders?

>>28080898
Hold fire. We'll try to sneak out. If they seem like they've spotted us, then kill them.

>>28080898
Floodlights are still active, and the covenant are a minute away from the building at their current pace. Also, do you want Cei to move out now, or wait for you?

>>28080924
How risky would it be for him to stay as compared to moving out?

>>28080938
Both you and Roland are injured, and he is pretty sneaky, being an experienced operative. It depends on how sneaky you want him to be, or how much firepower-and you wont be much good with anything other than pistols or SMG's

>>28080898
>Order the marksman to open fire. Concentrate on headshoting the elite.

>>28080950
Fine, we'll just form up.

>>28080950
and shouldn't the lights be knocked out?

>>28080950
Don't we have the beam rifle? Also, how is the demo expert doing?

>>28080963
>>28080967
Open fire or stay hidden?

>>28080982
lights are on, waiting for you to signal to turn them off.

>>28080985
You have it, but your arm is badly injured, so you wont be shooting much that isnt a pistol, at least if you want to hit anything

>>28080993
Hold fire.

>>28080993
also, I think we should time the explosions to happen when we turn off the lights.

Rolled 68, 65 = 133

>>28080995
Going with this, unless someone objects

Rolled 62

>>28081003
Agreed, and maybe use that as a distraction to ambush the would be patrols

>>28080993
It also strikes me that this mission may not have been well planned...

I mean, we're trying to capture an Elite. An officer at that. Even a Minor could theoretically hold off an entire squad of marines. They just get more difficult to kill as you go up.

And then they're pretty big and would probably weigh a fuckton with all that muscle and armor. We do have a Pelican or something for extraction, right? And some sort of backup?

Rolled 74

>>28081063
We should have thought of that when we were on base "planning"

>>28081031
You blink a message to Cei as you leave the building, and he winks back a response.

The two of you scurry to the wall, using the ropes as support to climb. None of the covenant see you, two black motes on the wall. As the group arrives at the building, as soon as the first faint WORT reaches your ears, you trigger the detonator, while Roland kills the power to the lights. The dull Thump of a suppressed sniper slowly increases in volume, as you reach Awai's hiding position. She holds up the 'okay' sign, then gets back to her work.
Roll 4 1d100

>>28081063
Your squad is just getting the shield generators down-once thats done, you're finished. The ODST are planned to hit the beached flagship once the shield is downed. sorry for any confusion

Rolled 17

>>28081118

Rolled 61

>>28081118

Rolled 22

>>28081118

Rolled 80

>>28081118

The exploding Wraiths kill the entire group that discovered the SpecOps elite, and the sudden disappearance of the lights throughout the valley throw the Covenant forces into confusion-a sudden increase of explosions rumbling from the front shows that the human forces are taking advantage of this.

The two wraiths supporting the entrenched forces ambulate between reinforcing the flagging front and investigating the mysterious explosions at their refueling plant

>>28081125
The Major Elite survived the first shot, rolling behind a cargo crate

>>28081138
But not fast enough, as the second shot breaks his shields and amputates his leg and most of his hips, blood and gore spraying the area. 'One down, a billion to go' she whispers

>>28081140
One round ricochets off a hunters shield as it lumbered forward

>>28081156
But the other was not so lucky, as a shot placed in its abdomen caused ricochets through the internal armour after the explosive round penetrated, leaving it little more than orange goo and an empty pile of armour

By this point, the enemy forces realise theyre under attack, and seek cover-just as a black-on-black shadow sneaks towards the power conduit

Roll me 3d100

Rolled 86

>>28081221

Rolled 3

>>28081221

Rolled 50

>>28081221
dice gods be good

Rolled 22

>>28081221

>>28081229
You are handed a pair of binoculars by Awai as you settle into her sniper's cubby. Cei moves through the covenant crates along the back of the pylon group, staying hidden. Awai makes a few more shots, but no more kills-there is one hunter attempting to find something to kill, and two elites gone to ground somewhere in the maze. The grunts run around screaming, but are ignored for targets of value-at this range, their plasma weapons lose cohesion.

>>28081236
Just as Cei attaches the C-12 mines, a subsonic roar is heard as the remaining Hunter charges through the maze towards him-seeking revenge for the death of its brother.
>>28081246
Awai takes a shot, but one of the razor-sharp spines on the gigantic gestalt's back takes the shot-and then she curses and reloads. You could take out your beam rifle by the time she reloads, but your aim is shaky, and beam would illuminate your location to the covenant below.

>Your move, marine

The human sniper rifle doesnt leave a trail like it does in the games, because thats always been silly. but the beam rifle does draw a visible line between you and a target

>>28081327
Wait for Awai to reload. Tell Cei to try and stick the hunter with a plasma grenade.

>>28081327
Do we still have our rifle? Shoot the hunter in the back. Have Cei dodge and stick it with plasma grenade

>>28081327
Have Awai take out incoming Elites

>>28081359
>>28081369
use beam rifle or not?

>>28081380
Elites are still in cover, Hunter is just blood-mad after its bond-brother was killed

>>28081395
Don't use beam rifle

>>28081403
i'll go with this then. writing

>>28081359
You clench the binoculars, as Cei feverishly presses buttons, activating the charges just as the Hunter gets a clear shot. As the green glow builds in intensity, Cei defiantly throws a plasma grenade at it

Roll d100

Rolled 81

>>28081444
How many d100?

>>28081455
1. writing

Rolled 30

>>28081444

>>28081492
The hunter fires the charge it had been building, before lifting its shield to cover its front-but the grenade landed in the space beneath the shield, whined and exploded.

The green blast arced slightly, radioactive sparks melting off its edges, flying directly at Cei-who turned around to meet it, screaming defiance-just as an orange plane of energy flared into place.

The explosion flings Cei back a dozen metres, sheer kinetic force as unstoppable as gravity-but alive and intact, the shield generator sparking, illuminating his position-before he tears it off and runs.

The confused Hunter, leaking orange goo from its abdomen, turns and follows Cei's desperate run up the edge of the cliff-just as the magazine slides into place next to you.

Roll 4d100

>>28081559
4 1d100

Rolled 57

>>28081559

Rolled 95

>>28081559

Rolled 70

>>28081559

Rolled 64

>>28081559

>>28081574
>>28081578
>>28081594
>>28081602
Three shots thump out, tearing the Hunter apart from the inside out-leaving nothing but rapidly cooling sludge inside the titanic armour.

The final shot thunks forth, right at the skull of an elite stupid enough to poke it's head out, spraying alien brains, blood and mandibles flying across the panic stricken grunts.

Free of the threat to her squadmate, Aiwa opens fire on the terrified cannon fodder. Methane packs pop and heads explode, reminding you of a macabre birthday party as breathers and bright blue blood flies in splattering arcs.

Cei pants as he arrives at the rendesvous. First thing to leave his lips was a query-'Who stole my kill? The can'o'worms was mine!'

Roland looks on in confusion as Aiwa casually flips him the bird. You snicker, then point back to base. Your job is finished-you send the all-clear to Mack, and start moving out.
Roll me 1d100

Rolled 32

>>28081682

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>>28081688
The landscape fades behind you, but as you circle a large rock, Cei at point clicks the COM twice-the signal for stop.

Edging around the rock, a clearing holds a Spirit dropship, releasing a clutch of five elites and a holo-projector, currently dormant. The repulsor engines fire, lifting the Spirit off the ground, keeping low to avoid being spotted. The elites are a gaggle of majors and minors, led by a gold armoured monster-a Zealot.

The C-12 timer decreases to ten seconds. Nine. Eight.

You are more than far enough away from the explosion to avoid it-but its going to be loud, and its going to be bright. Distraction?

>your move, marine

>>28081754
What do you mean by "Distraction?"

Anyways, have Awai time her shot on the Zealot with the explosion

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>>28081792
The explosion will be one hell of a distraction, is what it meant. Just Awai, or have everyone open up fire? You can use an AR, just not at long ranges

>>28081822
Basically, have everyone time their shots to the explosion then sneak away.

>>28081835
going with this, unless someone objects

>>28081822
Use the pistol. It's more accurate anyway.

>>28081846
fair enough

Rolled 33, 24, 30, 46, 39 = 172

>>28081822
The Holo-projector whirrs to life, projecting an elite wearing SpecOps gear. Roland holds up the pad to record, but you motion him to put it down. Three clicks, engage. Five seconds-Four-you stop gesturing and draw your pistol.

The explosion rings out, bathing the entire area in incredible white light, the shockwave travelling along the ground-but by then the first shots are already ringing.

4 1d100, beating the rolls in this one

Rolled 33

>>28081877

Rolled 43

>>28081877

Rolled 89

>>28081877

Rolled 12

>>28081877

>>28081880
The light, brighter than a rising sun, obscures your squad as you unload everything you have onto the surprised covenant. A 12.7X99 impacts on the zealots shields, followed by a second breaking through, punching it in the stomach, and a third blasting its chest apart

>>28081893
Roland opens fire with a flurry of plasma from the SpecOps pistol-either better quality or better maintenence of the firing mechanism allowed a dozen fast blasts of plasma to imparct on shielding, draining a minor's shield to nothing before melting half its chest as the cooling elements failed, leaving the target screaming in agony and cursing in a dozen languages as its flesh melted under the barrage

>>28081904
Cei's rifle fires tight, controlled bursts at a Major-punishing blasts rocking its personal energy shielding, followed by a trio of rounds entering its skull without leaving the back of its helmet

>>28081909
You open fire with your M6D, but the combination of exhaustion and injuries and the shockwave rumbling through the ground only allowed two impacts before you lost balance

Two elites remain, and are not aware of their attackers numbers-only that human weaponry is taking chunks out of their brothers. You are partially obscured by a rock large enough to hide a Spirit dropship.

>move up and assualt
>stand your ground
>retreat

>>28081976
>retreat

>>28081976
Assault, Theyre off balance and have no idea whats going on-and otherwise they might follow us back to base

>>28081976
>>28082000
actually, changing to
>>stand your ground
so we can continue sniping them

>>28081976
Stand ground-theres two of them, four of us, and unless they get close enough to take a swing, we have the advantage in firepower

>>28082021
>>28082018
Stand your ground seems to be winning, unless someone objects

Rolled 30, 38 = 68

>>28082053
The two elites stay undercover for a short time, then the Major rolls pasts the zealots corpse, leaping before anyone could do more than flare his shields. He lands behind the large rock which sheltered the dropship. The remaining minor tries to replicate the same trick, but fades back when a hail of bullets slam into his shields, draining them almost to nothing. Roll 4 1d100, for reaction

Rolled 2

>>28082090

Rolled 55

>>28082090

Rolled 27

>>28082090
Well, this'll be the last roll of the night for me. Give those split chins hell, guys!

Rolled 12

>>28082090

>>28082104
>>28082126
>>28082128
>>28082138
The major tears around the corner, shrieking as its digitigrade legs punch into the ground, leaving puffs of dirt in its wake. Everything seems to slow down, as it raises another wedge of plasma-must have been on the Zealots belt, unactivated-lunging forward. Cei's rifle and your pistol shots ring out, punishing the alien's shields...

Roll 1d4

Rolled 9

>>28082165

Rolled 2

>>28082165

>>28082165
why 1d4?

Rolled 19

>>28082176
one of us is gonna die me thinks

>>28082170
The blade of energy shoots forward with one last propulsion of incredible muscles, as the shields flare, fade and die...but the momentum of the red-armoured elite it continues forward, eliciting a scream as the unit scatters-too slow, for Awai, as a superheated blade of plasma rips open the side of her abdomen. The screaming, you've heard before-dozens of times-but it almost seems personal. The elite was dead before he hit the ground, and before you had time to think of what happened, you leap, grabbing Awai's gouged body, and jump again, trying to outrun the overload right behind you...

Roll 1d100

>>28082176
4 squaddies. Couldnt you guess? After all, you're only human.

Rolled 44

>>28082247

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>>28082247
dammit, captcha ate the picture. this was meant to be beside it. Why is this not a thing?

>>28082254
The plasma blast knocks you forward, comparable to a grenade. but by now, you're far enough out of the explosion not to be vaporized-merely tenderized.

The wound was horrible, but not mortal. Hopefully. The blade carved a path through her abdomen, damaging the bowel. You did as best you could, but you need Evac, now. As you buzz Mack, you hear the sound of battle abate as the last of the trench warfare concludes-with the retort of a Scorpion firing.

'Mack, i have injured, i repeat, injured. Require Evac, pronto!'

The LTC must have heard the exhaustion in your voice, as he merely replied an affirmative, before dumping the call, rather than the usual smart-alec comments.

Cei still hasn't stopped swearing, and is watching as a guard while you stabilise Awai. Leaving her with Roland, you and Cei try to locate the last elite. Roll me 2d100

Rolled 12, 51 = 63

>>28082331

Rolled 83

>>28082331

>>28082341
>>28082367
It's not difficult to find him-while Cei looks around the hills, you merely follow the blood trail into the hills, finding the mortally wounded alien coughing purple blood onto the ground. Looks like that single volley managed to puncture something important. Despite being nearly two feet shorter than the squid-faced freak, you feel rather high-and-mighty- and thats not even mentioning your anger.

Actions? It is unarmed, five meters away, clutching its throat.

>>28082409
Give it a clean death then wait for evac.

>>28082409
>>28082419
actually, I have a better idea. Beat it unconscious and then take it prisoner

>>28082419
You raise the M6D. This was your retribution. It looks up at you, snarls, and begins to pull itself to its hooves-but before it even gets off the ground, a bullet rips into one of its knees. then the other. A warbling scream echoes through the air, the armoured mandibles stretched wide-before a HE shell passes between the spread mandibles, detonating inside the creatures skull. The helmet remained intact, but the skull, somewhere between a snake, a shark and a B-grade horror movie antagonist is reduced to mush.

Cei walks into the gully, sees your expression, and stands to the side. No funny stuff, not today.

Time-1920
The Pelican swoops in, landing in the clearing. You carry Awai onto the blood tray, and use the on-board supplies to stabilise her. Mack walks down from the pilots bay, and shakes his head at the state of the crew.

Awai-horribly injured
You-forearm injury, requires surgery. First-Degree burns from Energy Sword Overload
Roland-Second to Third degree Burns along his arm
Cei-Minor concussion, fractured rib.

>>28082451
Beating an elite? good luck with that. the arbiter can outwrestle the Chief, who is the strongest human to ever live, while he was in MJOLNIR, which about doubles his strength. Seriously, these guys are scary.

>>28082526
Ok, I kind of meant after shooting him up and weakening him, then commence with the beatdown. Whatever. mission accomplished.

>>28082526
Behind you, the bulk of the Fortitude, the object of this operation, lies open, Longsword Bombers cutting swathes through the hull, allowing the ODST pods to hopefully land directly within the ship.

The first of the drop pods began to land, mostly outside the bulk of the ship.

The Holopad that was dropped off with the elites flares into life again, displaying the commander this operation was meant to capture, both to stop this engagement and to hopefully halt the war.

Roland fiddles with his pad, then giggles again. That seems to be a habit of the nervous 'rookie'. Not that he was a rookie anymore. 'Got it working this time-this should be a literal translation, without the bullshit'

The pad hums and whirrs, then begins to narrate, providing an electronic counterpoint to the rough, guttural sounds projected with the imposing image. 'This is Fleet Master Zaki 'Vhokuree. The Unclean Vermin have prevailed-but they shall not gain any honour from my defeat. Burn their filth to purity from orbit in my memory-Take my Memory to the Hierarchs, May they see fit to guide me on the Great Journey.'

The massive, crested alien reaches towards the camera, slamming a fist outside the range of the holoprojector. 'Benedictions are too late now'

Mack is next to you, not in the pilot's seat. Your actions?

>>28082540
He was dying-Cei got him in the throat. no point in capture-and it was so fun to write

>>28082557
Check up on Awai and ask mack what they plan to do next.

>>28082557
I got to go to sleep.

So, cool game. I look forward to seeing more of Halo style quests in the future.

Though, you might want to streamline the rolling process. Some quests have people roll a certain number of dice and take the best out of three posts. try something like that.

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>>28082601
You turn around, but Mack is already running for the cockpit, yelling over his shoulder 'Close the fucking airlocks' Shaking your head, you do what he tells you, and you are about to ask him what was up his ass. He yells into the COM 'Get all units the hell out of here! It's gonna blow! This is Lieutenant Commander Steven Mackenzie, ordering ALL units to retreat! The Split-chinned Freak is gonna kill everyone!'

The import of the words make you realise just what the Fleet master implied-The great journey was the Covenant's Honourable Death.

>>28082675
Three minutes after takeoff, the shockwaves batter the small craft, Mack screaming obscenities as he wrestled with the controls. At Firebase Delta, the wreck of the ship remained visible on the horizon.

The fusion reactors had overloaded, killing the ship, the covenant, and every UNSC soldier on board and including a kilometre out wards from each of the bulbous reactor sections.

However, the loss of the flagship demoralised the covenant enough to retreat, allowing the civilian population of Morganis IV to be saved. it was officially a victory, something to be savoured-but it was bittersweet.

If there is interest, i may run more instalments of this, sometime next week. I enjoyed writing this, but don't expect anything that would have a major effect on canon proceedings, though.

Good night/morning, and thanks for reading

>>28082730
Thanks for running it OP. Remember to archive.

>>28082751
already done. a deep-space insertion should be the next one, possibly running when i get time between wednesday and friday