All right, yes, no excuse this time, I'm just lazy, okay? There, you got me to admit it… though it doesn't matter, your here for the goodness that is my story… supposedly. So, just scroll down and get to the part you really want to see not my rambling on.
Disclaimer: Once again, I don't own Bungie or anything else that goes in this story.
Chapter 10
(Joey runs up to the tank and jumps up onto one of the treads, knocking hard on the hatch over the pilot seat)
Justin: (Voice muffled) Occupied!
Joey: Justin! No! Get out of the tank!
Justin: But I want to drive it!
Joey: All right, tell me what you know about this tank, and about piloting it?
Justin: Weeellll. The Scorpion Main Battle Tank is the UNSCs prime anti vehicle platform with a 90mm High Velocity Main Gun and a 7.62mm coaxial machinegun as its secondary weapon, along with this firepower. The Ceramic-Titanium armor plating makes this vehicle almost completely invulnerable to small arms weapons and can disperse covenant plasma weaponry…
(The scene cuts over to Nick and Sam, who are watching Joey and Justin argue)
Sam: Wow… I hope he can get Justin out of that tank…
Nick: Hey, Sam.
Sam: (Turns her head to look at Nick) What?
Nick: Well… I seem to have developed a rash… um, on my penis… can you take a look at it?
Sam: (Sounds a bit worried, and starts to dig in her medical pouch) Oh really? That sounds serious nick, but since we are in the field at the moment… (She pulls a scalpel out of her bag) Looks like we will have to Amputate.
Nick: Uh, oh look! Suddenly it got all better! You're the best medic ever, bye!! (Runs over to Joey and Justin)
Sam: (Laughs evilly and puts the scalpel away)
(Back over to Justin and Joey)
Justin: (Still rambling on)… it is a total of 10 meters long from front to back and weighs in at about 66 tons, which makes this a light tank, but its capable of accelerating at about .5 meters per second squared-
Joey: (Cuts in) ALL RIGHT! You can drive the fuckin' tank, okay?
Nick: (comes up from behind Joey) Wait, did I hear you right? Your letting Justin drive the tank?!
Joey: Yea…
Nick: What the hell does he know about this tank?!
Justin: Weeellll-
Joey: Don't Start!
Nick: Whatever, lets get moving then!
Sam: (Walks up behind Nick) Is Justin driving?!
Nick: (jumps up onto the tank and runs over onto the other side) Ah! Keep away from her! She's Crazy!
Joey: Yes Sam, he's driving.
Sam: What does he know about the tank?!
Justin: We-
Joey: SHUT IT!
Sam: (sighs) Fine, whatever. (She sits on one of the Front Left jumpseat on the side of the tank) Lets just get going.
Nick: (Sits in the Front Right jumpseat)
Joey: Yea… in this armor I don't fit on the seat… ill just kneel here then. (He kneels down on the Back Left tread of the tank) All right Justin! Gun it!
Justin: (Fires the tanks main cannon, a deafening boom echoes out over the bridge as the shell pegs the idling Wraith tank a few hundred yards up the bridge, it explodes into a plume of Orange and Blue fire, parts and pieces of the Wraiths armor fly into the air)
Sam, Nick and Joey all cover their ears.
Joey: Oh my god! My fucking head! Ah!!
Sam: Owwwww
Nick: Jesus Christ!
Justin's maniacal laughter can be heard muffled through the tanks armored canopy. The engine roaring as the tank slowly starts to move forwards, speeding up towards the bridge, where a small group of Ghosts has been alerted by the Wraiths destruction.
Sam: (Hefts her rocket launcher and aims at a Ghost)
Joey: You still have ammo in that thing?!
Sam: Yea, I have a few more left… (The rocket launcher emits a few loud beeps as it attains a lock, she pulls the trigger, the rocket racing straight towards the ghost, hitting it head on, the driver is engulfed in flames as his ghosts gas tank erupts from below him, burning him alive in his seat.)
Four sniper shots ring out and two of the ghosts fall to the ground, their drivers falling limp out of the cockpits.
Nick: (chuckles a bit and reloads his sniper rifle)
The tank rolls over the two pilot less ghosts, the metal grinding and straining as the fragile ghosts were crushed under the immense weight of the tank. Another deafening boom echoes out, the fourth ghost explodes into pieces of scrap metal and shrapnel as what's left of the ghosts body flips through the air and over the side of the bridge.
Joey: Justin! Look out for the hole up ahead! Stay to the left! (He fires off a few rounds from his Battle Rifle at another group of incoming ghosts.)
The tank veers off to the left, avoiding the hole that had been blown straight through the bridge. The machinegun roaring as it mowed down all the ghosts in its path, the elite's screams and death cries barely heard over the sound of the gun, clouds of blue fire and debris streak into the air as the tank rolls over the remains of the ghosts.
A Phantom flies by the left side of the bridge, its turrets trained on the tank, glowing red as they powered up to fire.
Sam: Justin! Phantom to the left!
The tanks turret rotates to the left, Joey ducks underneath it, the tank fires, the shell impacting in the center of the turrets, all three of them utterly destroyed by the blast. The charred remains of the turrets fall into the water below.
The Phantom bugs out, veering off course to flee from the tanks firepower. But its Banshee escort stays behind, strafing and rolling at it takes pot shots at the tank, its main cannons unable to do any real damage to the tanks armor.
Justin: I can't get a good bead on it! He's too close for the main cannon!
Sam: I used up my last rocket!
Joey: (clicks on a plasma grenade in his hand, it whined to life and started to pulse with its light blue color, he throws it at the banshee, the pilot expertly jinks out of the way, the grenade sailing wide and nowhere close to the banshee)
The banshee turns and the whine of its Fuel Rod cannon screams, lobbing a bolt of sizzling green energy at the tank, the shot hitting the bridge just infront of the tank, charring the ground.
Nick: (gets out of the jumpseat and crawls across the tank over to Joey) We gotta take care of him! I can't snipe him out of that thing!
Joey: What do you have in mind?! He's passing pretty low, trying to get a good lock with his fuel rod gun…
Nick: (looks up at the banshee, which is turning to make another pass with its Fuel Rod cannon) Joey… throw me…
Joey: What?!
Nick: Throw me at the banshee when it swoops down! Your as strong as Master Chief, you can throw me!
Joey: Are you insane?!
The familiar scream of the banshees charging fuel rods pierces the sound of the tanks machine-gun.
Joey: Alright! Fine!
The banshee lobs another fuel rod at the tank, the front of the tank just barely clipped by the shot, the armor charred black and sizzling with the extreme heat and radiation from the shot. The tank shakes violently from the sheer impact of the shot. The banshee passes low overhead.
Just as the banshee passes over, Joey grabs nick under his right arm and by the bottom of his armored vest, grunting as he hurls nick straight up into the air, Nick reaches out and grabs the edge of the banshees wing, pulling himself up onto the wing.
Sam: (watching this stunt in awe) You guys are clearly suicidal!
Joey: Nahh, that's just nick!
Nick slowly makes his way closer to the cockpit, grabbing the end of the cockpits cover and groans as he forces it open, the elite inside lets out a surprised yelp just before nick kick him right in the side. The elite screaming as it falls to the bridge below, nick carefully makes his way up into the cockpit of the banshee and closes the cover.
Sam: Does he even know how to fly one of those things?!
Joey: Oh… good question!
Nick: (Through the radio) What the… how the hell am I supposed to see where I am going?
Nicks banshee swerves pitches and rolls in the air as he fumbles with the controls.
Nick: Damn it I can't see!
The elite that nicks had kicked out of the banshee lies face first in the middle of the bridge. Groaning as he props himself up onto his forearms, speaking shocked in his alien language. (Translation) : "By the gods… I survived that fall!" he shakes his head, dazed from the impact, unable to see the tank rolling straight for him. He looks behind him, seeing the massive tank, too close to save himself now as the treads roll over him, the sickening crunch of his body unheard over the roar of the tanks engine. The tank rolls on, its cannon booming out as it picks off what's left of the ghosts, which are scrambling from the other side of the bridge to fruitlessly attack the tank.
Sam: What about other banshees?!
Nick: (Still flying erratically, the banshee dives straight down towards the water) Ahh wait no! I haven't slept with a girl yet!
Joey: (sits there for a moment) ummm, nick, you're still on the radio, you know that right?
Nick: (gets the banshee to ascend, emerging out from under the bridge) Ah, umm, I mean… I haven't taken her to dinner yet! I think I got this guys.
Joey: Alright, Sam we don't have to worry about other banshees, we got nick for air cover…
(Nick's banshee crashes straight into the bridge, the metal crunches and parts of the banshee fly off from the impact)
Joey: Nick!
Sam jumps off the side of the tank and runs over to the wreckage of the banshee, Joey doing the same, Justin's tank coasts to a stop, the machinegun still firing, holding off the waves of incoming ghosts as a phantom holding a wraith tank flies overhead
Joey: Nick! Nick are you okay?! (he pulls part of the wreckage away, nick sitting up from the twisted metal around him)
Nick: Holy shit! How do they pilot those things? I couldn't see where I was going!
Sam: He seems fine, he's lucky he didn't get killed.
Justin: (Voice over the radio) You know if you press the right button, a 3D HUD will be displayed around you…
Nick: God damn it Justin, that information would have been a lot more helpful two minutes ago!
Joey: Yea nick, if you read all the books you would know that…
Sam: Books?
Joey: Its nothing, we will explain when we have more time.
The Tank fires its main cannon, the shell streaking through the air, pegging the Wraith on the underside of the Phantom that just flew overhead, the flaming wreck of the Wraith falls down into the waters below, the phantom bugging out and veering off. The Tank closing in on the end of the bridge.
Two banshees fly out from over the tunnel. A Small group of four ghosts boost out from the tunnel, quickly followed by two wraith tanks.
Cortana: Hmm that's quite the welcome party.
Joey: Shit… that's a lot of armor…
Justin doesn't even skip a beat, the turret of the tank pivoting and pointing at the nearest wraith, the machinegun hosing the wraith with a stream of bullets. Both wraiths return fire with their dual plasma turrets the ghosts also open fire, Joey Nick and Sam all bail off of the tank as it is pelted with superheated plasma. The tanks Main cannon goes off, pegging the nearest wraith dead center with its HE shell. The Wraith going up into blue flames, the armor on Justin's tank glowing red with the heat, bits of the armor starting to melt and drip onto the ground. The familiar ring of four sniper shots pierces the noise of the tanks machinegun. Two of the shots hit two ghosts in their gas tanks, the vehicles erupting into flames with the drivers still in their seats, the other two shots kill the pilot of the third ghost. His body falling from the cockpit. Nick runs straight at that ghost, leaping over the flaming wreckage of one ghost and getting into the pilots seat of the ghost he just disabled.
Sam: Justin! Hit the Banshees! (She fires her magnum a few times at one of the banshees overhead, which were charging to launch their fuel rod cannons at Justin's tank. Justin aims the turret up into the air, just as a banshee was looping back to make another pass, the 7.62mm Armor Piercing rounds making quick work of the banshee)
One of the elite's limps out of the wreckage and flames of his ghost. His body sparking with the electricity of his downed shield generator. Looking over at Sam he roars in anger and charges straight at her, unarmed, pulling a fist back to launch a savage strike at Sam. Sam quickly ducks to the side, evading the Elites punch, leaping up into the air, swinging her leg and her foot impacts with the side of the Elites head. The Elite stumbles and turns back to look at Sam, who has her magnum pointed straight at the Elites head, she fires three shots straight into the elites forehead and out through the back side of his head in a misty spray of purple blood and brain matter. Nick, in his ghost opens fire on the fourth and final ghost, catching the pilot by surprise, quickly wasting the ghost. He then turns his attention towards the second banshee, firing with the limited range of his ghosts plasma cannons to draw its attention. The other wraith tank was still busy firing at Justins tank, the mortar launcher deploying from the top of the vehicle. Joey charges across the battlefield, leaping up onto the back of the tank, using the enhanced strength the MJOLNIR armor provided him, he punched a few holes into the back of the Wraiths wiring. Pulling a plasma grenade off of his belt he punches back into the hole in the wiring of the Wraith, hitting the primer on the grenade, he pulls his fist out and leaps off the back of the Wraith. The hole he punched glowing with the blue light of the grenade. Moments later, the tank explodes, erupting into a shower of debris and sparks. Which bounced off the shielding of Joey armor as he ran from the explosion. Meanwhile, the banshee Nick was firing at turns and flies towards him, firing its plasma cannons, the shots dispersing along the front end of the ghost, the Tanks turret turns and tracks the banshee, the machinegun ripping the fragile aircraft to shreds.
Joey: (Pants slightly as he looks around, all the Covenant vehicles had been destroyed, He and Sam walk over to the tank. which now was still glowing slightly with the heat. Most of the armor plating had melted off, the armor protecting all four treads was completely missing. The armor plate on the back of the turret was missing and plumes of black smoke billowed out of the hole) Holy shit… I can't believe we just won that battle…
Nick pulls up next to everyone else in his ghost, Two more banshees fly in from over the tunnel.
Nick: Well, looks like someone's a little late for the party.
The turret of the tank pivots once more, the main cannon lets out one more thunderous boom, the first banshee explodes, the impact from the shell destroying it completely. Only a few bits of metal fell back to the earth, the turret turns and tracks the other banshee, its machinegun opening up on the banshee, blowing it right out of the sky, the flaming wreckage of the banshee crashes into the ground right at the entrance to the tunnel.
Joey and Sam walk along side of the tank, as there was no longer anywhere to sit on the tank. The tank rolling over the downed banshee, Nick following just behind the tank with his ghost. On the way down through the tunnel, a few grunts run and scream in fear of the tank, the elite commanding them also running away as well. The tanks main cannon lets out one last boom, the sound echoing off the walls of the tunnel as all three of the covenant warriors disappeared in the explosion of the shell.
The tank pulls up to the covenant blockade in the tunnel, the machinegun mowing down the jackals that patrolled the top of the barricade. A warthog pulls up next to the tank, three marines getting out of the warthog.
Female Marine: (Runs up to Joey) It's tight quarters on the other side sir! Use this (She offers Joey her shotgun)
Joey: All right then, here. (He trades his Battle Rifle with the Marine, he pumps the shotgun once) All right, let's do this.
End Chapter 10
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