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A Thing Of The Past

"Direct Hit Sir, three cruiser's and the carrier remaining."Landry said with excitement in her voice.

"Capacitors are now fully charged, both salvo's are ready to fire."

"Good. Carlson swing us back around that moon. Jefferson drop a sensor here to relay video feed. Landry I want a firing solution to hit the nearest cruiser's, full salvo each. Use the telemetry from the probe to estimate and update accordingly, we'll be coming back around that way."

And with that the crew shot into action.

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"Hay Top, feels like the fun has just started." Pvt O Connor said as he stood by his drop pod.

"I really hate this part. You know, the wait. Ours lives in the hands of other people." Corporal Kingston added.

"Haha, yaaaa. When are our lives not in the hands of other people King?"Pvt Oudekirk said as he looked at Kingston from his pod.

"Quit yer chit-chat, this ain't the time for a downer . So check your gear and ensure its all good to go, I am not, having one of you burn on entry." Sgt Thompson said as he checked over Pvt Reilly's pod.

"You know Sarge, I do know what I'm doing. There's no need to be going over my pod." Reilly said as she looked at Thompson, with slight annoyance on her face.

"Your as green as fuck Reilly, just want to make sure."He then pulled forward the padding to reveal the compartment behind it "And what are you doing without your survival gear?"

"Oh Shit." was all she could manage as she ran to the armory to retrieve her gear.

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The three smaller vessel's formed into a delta pattern around the larger craft, caught by surprise they where easy to dispatch. But now they where ready, now they wanted revenge.

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"Sir, from what I can gather the Covenant have formed into a rough diamond pattern." Jefferson said while not taking his eye's off the monitor's in front of him.

"Are they approaching?"

"Affirmative Sir."

"Excellent. Landry status on the mines we layed."

"It doesn't seem like they've spotted them yet."

" We will wait until they are right on top of them, then we'll use the confusion of their detonation to strike the cruiser's on the flank's of the carrier, once that's done we pull back here again to come around the other side of the moon at full speed, to hit the carrier from the exposed side."

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In preparation for the upcoming salvo the mag cannons on the Valiant Spirit slowly moved by a few degree's. While this type of movement may seem pointless, and it is for close quarters, over a distance, these type of adjustments allowed the ship to strike two foes at once without having to turn the entire vessel.

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"Sir there on top of the mines, triggering...Now."

"Carlson, go!"

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As the once shadowy moon was basked in light from the near-by explosions, the second ambush was triggered. The Valiant Spirit emerged and fired two salvo's of three, each round finding it's intended target. The shields now gone two more salvo's, this time missiles, impacted on the vessels, ripping them apart. With this part of the plan accomplished, the Valiant retreated back to the moon, being followed now by the last cruiser, it's enraged Ship Master abandoning the carrier in hope of avenging his falling brothers.

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"Sir we've got a tail. Incoming plasma!" Holl shouted as the G's from the rapid turn attached him to his chair.

"Incoming from the Occult, looks like more Covenant ship's entering the reign." Jefferson yelled when Holl had finished.

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Six bright flash's appeared to the port side of the Valiant Spirit. Six more cruiser's to deal with. But, for a few seconds at least, they where of no threat. Their target coming into view, the mag cannons roared as they emptied round after round, until they had no more charge to fire again. The large carrier, a thing of the past.

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Author's note: Just wanted to say thanks to Electromotive Force and FatDude for reviewing, and i personally recommend Electromotive's stories you should cheak them out. One thing though thats been nagging me, am i spelling Covenant right? Or is it Covenent? Any way hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Please review if you enjoyed it and if you didnt review anyway and tell me why not.

Laters, Terror Dino