"Get down!"
"Grix! Watch the right flank!"
"We'll be overwhelmed within minutes!"
"Then this is where we make our stand, the parasite cannot be allowed to pass!"
"Azhaq, on your rear!"
The small squad of Elites fought furiously in the wreckage of the crashed Covenant Cruiser in the human city of New Mombasa. Teams had been deployed all over the city to try and stem the outbreak.
The Floodgates have been opened, and the force unleashed cannot be stopped.
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Azhaq and his small squad had come under heavy fire seconds and emerging from their drop pods after landing in the city. In an attempt to survive they had taken cover in the first place that they came across, the crashed Cruiser. They had lost contact with the Second Squad led by Delerzan hours ago even though they had landed kilometres apart.
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A maelstrom of projectiles flew past the heads of the squad, both human and Covenant weapons were being fired on them.
Azhaq appeared from cover for a few moments to spray plasma at the advancing waves of monsters and then dove back behind cover to avoid a large spike impaling him.
He looked around at the Spec-Ops Elites that accompanied him, all wearing deep purple assault armour, he felt like the outsider of the squad, but then again he was used to being shunned, and his armour may also have caused some differences, while they wore their purple assault armour Azhaq wore a silver and red modified suit of Ascetic armour, such armour had not been seen since the Sangheili had joined the Covenant millennia ago.
Azhaq crouched
down and again tried to regain contact with Delerzan.
"Delerzan!
Can you hear me? Respond! Malazan! Anyone!"
He knew that his squad, including himself, would most likely die today, but he was going to go down swinging his fists until he no longer could.
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To be continued 31st October