OOC: Thanks, Basilisk. You've taught me a few things with this battle.
IC - Defiance, UNSC Infinity, Didact's Vengeance - 13:04, Thursday
[color=#ff0000;]Bruce fell over, nearly slamming into one of the Ghosts. He felt a Spartan land on his back as the explosion's tremor shook the Defiance. Initially, he felt irritation. This day was getting crazier and crazier. Then, he realized the implications of such a quake. The ship had been hit with something big.[/color]
[color=#ff0000;]Beneath his helmet's visor, for the first time today, he was smiling.[/color]
[color=#ff0000;]It did not last. His suit suddenly detected a combination of radiation and energy that could mean only one thing. Slipspace. But he had just passed the boarding party getting ready...good. They didn't manage to get on. [/color]
[color=#ff0000;]Now, Bruce wondered, as did all the Spartans with him, where they were going to be dropped.[/color]
Cheers erupted from the Marines, filling the ship's bridge. Lasky understood why. That Corvette had given them heck. Rogues, allied with the Covenant, forced to retreat. It was a victory, at least for now. But at the same time, there were Spartans on that ship...and six of them had betrayed the UNSC as well.
Lasky did not say anything on the subject. This was no time to strike a blow against his troops' morale. He mustered up a positive look and tone. "All right! We showed them what happens when you mess with the UNSC! Now let's take these Covies out!"
A frigate exploded, signifying the loss of another crew. Though Lasky had done his best to keep morale up, the Marines looked dismal again. "How are the engines?"
"The Engineers are almost done by the look of things, sir. They're doing that tentacle looping thing they always do when they're finishing." The Marine pointed to the viewscreen monitoring the ship's aft.
"Good. Turn the ship to port and fire the main battery as soon as you can. That's Jul 'Mdama's ship. That's the Didact's Vengeance."
Five Spartans, the four who had volunteered to board the ship, along with the Pelican's pilot, were now fighting for their lives, trying to hold their position in the hallway. A Spartan with a Sniper Rifle took cover behind another, who held up a Hardlight Shield. Grunts, Jackals, and Elites fell with ease, through the red ring of a Crawler Snipe suddenly shocked him out of his scope. "Whoa!"
His partner managed to defend him, but his Hardlight Shield ran out of charge and he had to fire his Magnum at the Crawler. Before he could take its Binary Rifle, two Promethean Knights had already teleported in--and one had a Binary Rifle of its own. "We could use some backup!"
Behind them, three Spartans were already holding off two Hunters. One used his Hardlight Shield in short bursts, defending his partner from the deadly fuel rods as he shot from a distance with his Battle Rifle. The other was furiously grabbing Plasma Grenades from dead Covenant forces and sticking them to the Hunters. He cursed as one of the grenades stuck the Hunter's shield, dealing minimal damage.
Meanwhile, the two Spartans on the other side were doing their best to avoid the Suppressors of the Knights, though they were running low on ammo. The Spartan with the Hardlight Shield managed to pull out his Plasma Pistol and use the last of it to take down a Knight's shield, but the other Knight knocked him over with a powerful swing of its sword.
The Knight that had lost its shield ejected a Watcher from its back, which began to summon Crawlers. During that time, one of the Spartans managed to run around it and get behind. As soon as the shieldless Knight was upright again, it was turned around and faceless. The face of the Knight disintegrated, torn off, in the Spartan's hand, just as the collapsing body did the same. The victory was short-lived.
Another Crawler Snipe landed a shot right on his head, disintegrating him before the Knight had even finished its own disintegration. Their burning dust clouds became indistinguishable from each other. The Spartan hardly had time to notice the loss of his friend before a Ghost drove towards the hallway entrance. "This is madness!"
[color=#006400;]From the side, a metal green foot slammed into an Elite's face. With a roar, he fell out of his Ghost as a legendary Spartan took his place. The Ghost backed up, and with perfect timing and aim, slammed into the Elite and crushed him against the wall. The Ghost sped towards the pack of Crawlers and the Knight, crushing them. Chief pressed a button, slowing the Ghost down, then jumped out as it slowed to a halt. [/color]
[color=#006400;]He landed in front of all four Spartans, Fuel Rod Cannon in his hands, and fired repeatedly at a Hunter. As it fell, its brother fired back. Chief jumped aside, grabbing a Spartan and pulling him out of the way as well with a spinning motion, then grabbed the Fuel Rod Cannon again and fired three times. The powerful explosions incinerated the Hunter's Lekgolo and scorched its armor. Massive corpses lay in their own blood where two dangerous Covenant troops once were.[/color]
The Spartan who he pulled aside stood again and dusted himself off. "Where have you been?"
[color=#006400;]"The generators back there are down. This carrier won't be deploying any more battlecruisers any time soon. We need to wait for the boarding party. Hold position a little longer." Chief picked up a Covenant Carbine from the corpse of a Jackal, then placed it on his back. He reloaded his Fuel Rod Cannon and kept his Plasma Pistol and Magnum on his hip magnets. He said nothing, expecting the other Spartans to get weapons as well. This mission was anything but over.[/color]