Halo: Mobian Division Orbital Drop Shock Troopers

Written by: Aaron Nash AKA Radar651

Chapter Six

UNSC Universe November 17 2552

0800 Zulu

One Month after the start of the Battle of Earth

UNSCDF Dry Dock for the Blue Typhoon Mark 2, Blue Typhoon, South America, Earth

Hot plasma blasted the haul of the ship, and its deflector shields, as Type-26 Ground Support Aircraft flew over head. The automated defense turrets where overwhelmed by the number of attackers. Commander Sally was on the bridge directing the crew. "Lieutenant Rose, I want you to get in contact with R.A.D (Rapid Assault Defense) squadron, Medical Officer Mina, get to the med bay and treat any injuries. Also, Miles get this damn piece of junk mobile!"

"Yes ma'am" they all replied. Amy hoped into her chair and picked up the headset. "Mayday, mayday, this is the Blue Typhoon to C709 Longsword Squadron R.A.D leader, come in." The comm. was silent for a few secants when someone replied. "This is R.A.D leader to Blue Typhoon, go ahead." Amy was quick to respond, "R.A.D leader, we got a lot of shit hitting the fan down here, we need help A.S.A.P (As Soon As Possible {this is just for the guys who don't know the acronym})." "Copy that Blue Typhoon, we are on our way."

Miles jump into the control set. He cracked his knuckles and started to do pre takeoff checks. He took out a holoboard (UNSCDF counterpart to a Clipboard) and started checking the systems. He went trough everything from the Main reactor to the Prototype shields. He then tossed the holoboard to the side and turned off the safety system. "Sal, grab onto something, we are going hot!"

Miles engaged the ignition and the engines roared to life. He raised power of the engines to 70% (For the Blue Typhoon that is standard take off power). The docking arms released from the dry dock and the ship was airborne. But the attackers did not give up.

The captain looked at Sally. "Commander, this bucket of bolts will not last much longer!" "What's the shield power?" "24% and dropping, they will have the haul breached in a matter of 20 maybe 30 secants." Sally turned to an A.I projection station. "NICOLE, divert all power to the shields." NICOLE pooped up on the pedestal. "Yes Sally, diverting all unessential power to the shields."

The shield power increased, in fact it overcharged. Sally turned to Miles. "What are the shields now?" "They're 132% and staining." The Commander turned to Amy. "What's ETA on those fighters?" "Estimated time is 10 secants, ma'am." She was right. 4 modified Longswords came over the horizon at top speed.

R.A.D Team, Near the Blue Typhoon

"OK boy and girls, give me a ready report and go weapons hot!" The team started calling in. "This is Rufus, ready op." "This is Charlotte, Ready op." "This is Rouge and Cream, ready op." The leader flipped some switches on his consol and got back on the comm. "Castle this is Rocky, do we have permission to engage?" "Copy that Rocky, you have the green light." "10-4," he put his hands tighter on the steering controls. "Engage!"

The Longswords separated from their formation and started hitting the enemy aircraft. "Attack your closet target!" Missile and Ballistic weapons fired from R.A.D team's Longswords. Several of the Covenant fighters broke off to engage the interceptors. The area between the saviors and the Blue Typhoon was filled with lead, missiles and plasma.

The Longswords were lucky in this case. They were equipped with reversed engineered Type-31 XMF fighter shields. The shielding saved them from the Type-26's main plasma guns, but not so well from the banshee bombs. The bombs pounded on the shields draining their power slowly but steadily.

It was about 2 minutes of dog fighting before the first Longsword lost their shields. R.A.D 2 was the one to report in first. "Mayday, this is Rufus. I have lost my out shields. My haul is taking…." There was a short silence in his commutations. "Mayday, my engine is hit. I am losing altitude!" Private rouge looked out her left window. She unbuckled her seat belts and gave the controls to her co-pilot. "Keep her steady Cream. Be back in two."

She tossed an altitude resistant helmet over her head. She also grabbed a M6G from an onboard locker. Rouge then proceeded to the ramp. She looked for the controls to lower the ramp. She found them quite easily and opened the main ramp. An alarm sounded alerting there has been a breach.

The wigged Mobian jumped from the Longsword and into the crowed air space. She flew though the air at high speeds passing by Type-26's, R.A.D Longswords and Regular Longswords, that had been deployed by the Blue Typhoon by this time. She then reached the out of control R.A.D Longsword. Looking at her HUD, she noticed that there were about 48 secants of air time left before she hit the ground. She had to work fast to save this pilot.

She drew her M6G and shot the glass out to gain access to the cockpit. She jumped in and noticed that the pilot was incapacitated (Knocked Out). She moved quickly to recover the pilot. Using her standard issued knife, she cut the pilot out and tossed him over her shoulder. Using her wings, she escaped out of the open hole in the observation window.

Just as she got out, the Longsword hit the ground and exploded. The blast of hot air sent Rouge and Rufus high into the air. R.A.D leader came over the comm. "Rouge, Rufus, can you hear me?" "Yes sir, barley made it out though." R.A.D leader wiped his head, "Thank god, I don't want you to fall over and die yet!" R.A.D 3 came over the radio then, "Hey they are retreating, and we won!" The radio was then filled with hoorays and what not.

Command Bridge, Blue Typhoon

Sally looked at Amy, "Tell al Longswords to return to the hanger." "Yes ma'am." Sally walked around the bridge to an onboard P.A. System. She picked up the microphone and pressed the transmit button. She put them microphone up to her mouth and started speaking, "will Private First Class Rotor report to the hanger area. Thank you." She put down the microphone. Amy looked up from her consol, "Commander, come here please."

Sally walked over to the LT. "What is it?" Amy handed the commander her headset. She put it on. Lord Terrance Hood was on the radio. "This is a transmission to all UNSC Ships, Sergeant Major Avery Johnson has reported that Sierra John-117 is has been recovered and is en route to our land base. This transmission will repeat."

Sally gave the head set back to the LT. "Miles, what is the closet base in use right now?" Miles typed some things on his command board and said something back. "According to the mainframe, the base is about 80 clicks." "Get us over there now Captain." "Copy that ma'am" The 10 engines went into 60% power, sending the large ship forward towards the UNSC base.

2 hours later…

Cafeteria, Blue Typhoon

The commander walked into a busy part of the ship. It was first lunch, which meant all senior officers were down here. She checked her portable computer that was connected to the ONI data base and the Blue Typhoon main frame. They were about 20 minutes out from the base. So she figured she would grab a quick bite and talked with some of the other officers before docking.

She did not stand in line like other soldiers, she hated standing in lines. She had already packed some lunch the same morning, just in case of force deployment and had to eat on the go. She found were Major Julie-Su and Petty Officer First class Marine was sitting. The both got up and saluted her. She saluted them back and said "at ease." The two sat back down, and she sat with them.

"Afternoon commander, how are you?" "I fell overworked and under paid." Julie-Su looked at her, "Remember, this was your ideal commander." She sighed, "I know, so what are you guys having." They both looked at their food, and then looked back at her. "Chef special," they both said in unison. Sally took out her lunch. It was a marine food package.

The major looked at Sally, "Commander, how can you eat that junk?" "Major, this is standard issue food for field deployment. You eat it every time we are stuck on the ground." The picked up her fork and did not reply to Sally. The petty officer spoke up. "So what's the plan, ma'am?" Sally put her portable computer on the table and pulled up a file. A holographic image was displayed.

"Plan is to link up with Master Chief Petty officer John-117 and Captain Miranda Keys." She continued "We then strike the CSS Class Cruiser the Profit of Truth is located on. This will hopefully end this war for good." The ship rattled and Miles came over the intercom. "This is your captain speaking, the base we were going to dock with just blew up and we have some minor haul damage." 'Damn it' Sally thought. She could care less about the damage to the ship but the base imploding.

She got up from the table. "I will talk to you girls later." She packed her lunch away and ran for the bridge.

Command Bridge, Blue typhoon

Sally busted in from the elevator. "Commander on deck," A marine shouted. They all saluted, "At ease!" She moved over to Amy. "LT., get me in contact with Captain Keys." Amy adjusted the frequency of the transmitter and receiver to locate Miranda. She then gave Sally the headset. "Calling Captain Miranda Keys, this is Commander Sally Alice Acorn of the 1st Mobian Orbital Drop Shock Troopers."

There was a short silence but someone came back. "Copy you load but not clear Commander, what do you need?" Sally smiled that she got her. "Captain, did you and Spartan-117 get out of the base in time?" She responded, "Yes Ma'am, but I left before the chief did. He is on the move VIA warthog to the dig site."

Sally got off the head set, and headed for the P.A. system. She grabbed the microphone and hit the transmit button. "Attention Fire team Echo and MDODSTs, report to the hanger area. That means you Sonic!" She then tossed the microphone and proceeded down to the armory to grab her BDU.

Hanger bay, Blue typhoon

Marines were climbing into the back of transports and mechanics were attaching M12's to the back of the transports. Several of the transports were being converted to gunships to support the dropships. The Mobians were gathered in a small area of the hanger. They were all waiting for their commander.

Sally barged in as she put her helmet on. Instead of speaking, she used hand singles to direct her team to a docked DC-78T Heavy lifter marked NICOLE 04. They piled into the back of the large ship (which was almost 2 times the size of a pelican). The last one aboard had shut the airlock.

The NICOLE battle suit was already in the pilot seat of the ship. Sally took the copilot seat. Do to the fact the old DC-78T was key start; a key had to be put in an ignition switch. Sally took a key out of her pocket and gave it to NICOLE. She then inserted into the ignition switch and turned it to the ON position. The lights on the consol power up. Sally looked at NICOLE and said, "Hit it."

The A.I. put her hand on the throttle and the ship started to gain lift. When the ship was off the ground, NICOLE flew it out the hanger, while D-77H's fallowed behind.

Covenant Dig Site, South Africa, Earth

The battalion of ships flew though the air not being noticed by AV-14 Attack VTOL (Vertical Take Off and Landing) Gunships (Hornets) and Type-26's dueling in the airspace. But as they approached the dig site, hot plasma started to fly at them. Sally quickly called at over the comm. "AA batteries!" The dropships quickly scattered to dodge the deadly projectiles. But that just made them a bigger target to track.

One after another the dropships were shot out of the sky as if they where flies to a flyswatter. That Covenant AA gun was quick for a human pilot but slow for a smart A.I. NICOLE was pulling all kinds of tricks from barrel rolls to diving maneuvers, to confuse the gun. But the damn thing was determine. Sonic called from the back, "NICOLE, lay of the tricks, I am about to lose my lunch."

NICOLE did not respond to Sonic, she was too busy dodging plasma rounds. But the A.I got too cocky. During one of her tricks, a plasma round hit her left engine and it started to smoke. Hell it caught fire. The consol started to beep and Sally checks the damage report. The left engine had received major structural damage. The gun targeted their right engine and fired again.

A plasma bolt hit the right engine and the ship lost altitude. It spun out of control and hit the ground hard enough to flip it upside down.

8 minutes later…

Sally kicked out the glass and crawled out. She was in bad shape, but she was able to stand. She limped over to the back of the ship and hit the override to open the back airlock. Everyone was still recovering. Sally was relieved that everyone made it out alive. The battle suit was not as lucky.

It crawled out of the cockpit. Sally ran over to NICOLE as fast as she could. "NICOLE, are you alright?" The A.I. looked up, "Negative, I have received major internal damage and my legs have been destroyed." Sally took off her broken helmet and tossed it aside. "Can you stay linked to this suit?" NICOLE gave her a sad response, "Negative, I must deactivate my link to this suit and engage its onboard self destruct sequence. You have about 5 minutes after I delink to clear the area."

Sally hugged her friend, "I will see you back on board." She looked at the soldiers who already got out of the back on the dropship. "Let's move, we got to clear the area." They all loaded their guns and Sonic spoke up, "Good, I want to get pay back on that gun." Just as Sonic said that the AA battery exploded. "Damn it," the blue hedgehog said.

They started walking away and the sky grew dark. Marine noticed it was usual, "Why the hell did it just get dark?" Sally portable computer then said something, "Slipspace rupture detected!" Sally looked to the sky, then at Espio, "Sergeant your rifle." He tossed her his weapon. She aimed the smart link scope at an out of control CCS Cruiser. She saw it was covered in organic matter. "Oh no, Inferi Redivivus (The Flood/The Parasite/The Dead reincarnated)."