Chapter 7

The race to space

After they were freed from masonay's force hold the squad needed to plan. "We have to go and bring this 'empire' and the covenant down," Johnson johnson proposed.

"We'll need transport," replied D382 "any survivors that we know of?"

"No" replied J052. "not that I know of." VHOOM sounded overhead as another ship appeared.

"More rebels?" asked D382.

"No clue.." replied J052. rebels did not jump out of this ship, but white armour wearing soldier wielding rifles did.

"There they are!" exclaimed one of the soldiers. The group turned on the spartans and O.D.S.T. PEW PEW the lasers flew at the group and missed. Spartan J052 kneeled and fired his chain gun as D382 pulled out his sniper rifle to return fire. Johnson got to his feet and charged the group. QUVOOO the sound of a plasma mortar was heard. Everyone ducked. The covenant appeared , sandwiching everyone. The covenant did not fire on the 'clones' but only the spartans and johnson. The spartans took cover behind rocks taking out covies and clones alike, while johnson was surrounded by crowds of covenant, stabbing, shooting, punching, kicking, and even biting his way through the seemingly unstoppable force.

D382 noticed the ships the clones used were still grounded. "Move to the ships!" he screamed as a grunt charged him, he kicked it's skull in and started to move towards the ship. They all rushed to the ships. Johnson ran up to one and climbed in, the pilot turned and kicked him in the chest. D382 pulled his magnum out and finished the pilot then moved to secure the ship. Johnson was knocked unconscious by the blow and spartan J052 carried him in.