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Best of the Best Chapter 11: The Cry for Help
Team Beta was ducking behind a truck to avoid being seen by the Covenant troops entering and leaving the business building they had decided to attack. It seems that they had completely taken it over, and killed any human who resisted. Some people escaped. Some were shot down while trying to escape, Max could see the bodies with the burnt flesh marks in their back due to the plasma.
"I'll head into the adjacent building, it looks empty, I'm sure I can pick off a few freaks from there." 47 said, and held up his sniper rifle.
"I can dive right in, and tear 'em up with my gun. When the first round runs out, you can take care of the rest, Maxey." Raynor commented.
"Let's do this." Max replied.
47 Ran across the street, trying not to be noticed. Max and Raynor snuck around either side of the front door.
"Ready?" Raynor asked. Max nodded. Raynor turned and kicked down the door. He was surprised to see what he did. A Commander Elite armed with a Plasma Rifle, a Prophet, three Special Ops Elites and a band on Jackals. Raynor opened fire. All of the Covenant quickly turned and tried to dodge the barrage of bullets.
"Eat it!" Raynor yelled. He concentrated his fire on the last visible Elite, a Spec Ops. His chain gun bullets quickly tore through its shield. The Elite ran in the opposite direction, but the bullets quickly tore through the alien. It dropped to the hardwood floor with a loud thud, landing in a pool of thick, purple liquid. Its own blood.
Raynor turned the corner to face Max. "There's a lot more than I though would be in there!"
A Spec Ops elite ran out the door. It swung at Raynor, knocking him down the entrance stairs. Max fired his two pistols, but the alien's shield swallowed them up. A bullet from across the street flew by and traveled through the Elite's head, causing purple blood to splash all over Max's suit. The elite tumbled down the stairs and landed on Raynor.
"Get this damned thing off of me!"
Max ran to him and hoisted the alien carcass off of Raynor. He gave a thumbs up toward the direction where the bullet came from. Max then ran into the building. He dived through the door, in bullet time, and saw the Jackals. Four bullets - four head shots. The Jackal's shields disappeared and they fell to their knees, then they finally hit the floor. The remaining Spec Ops elite emerged from behind the reception desk. He opened fire with his Plasma Pistol. Max re-entered Bullet time, and slowly dodged the plasma bolts which flew by his head in slow motion. He did a backward roll, unlatched a grenade from his belt and tossed it behind the desk. The Elite immediately dropped all of it's Plasma Grenades to the floor. When Max's grenade detonated, it set off a huge chain reaction, nearly demolishing the entire building.
The remaining Commander Elite and the Prophet showed themselves. The Commander let out a huge grunt noise. Raynor opened fire with his chain gun, but the bullets were swallowed by the Elite's energy shield. The prophet held out its arms. Max and Raynor clutched their heads in pain, and fell to their knees.
"Ahhh! My head!" Raynor yelled out.
Another bullet flew by from the adjacent building. It nailed the Prophet in between the eyes. Its levitating throne fell to the ground and the Prophet's corpse rolled out of the chair. The Commander opened fire. Two more sniper bullets flew by, hitting the Elite square in the chest. The second shot seemed to wipe out it's shields. Max got back to his feet and dove to the left, firing his pistols. One shot hit the Elite in the leg, he feel to one knee. Another hit it in the chest. It clutched the bullet wound. The third shot nailed him in the side of the head. The elite fell down, it's weapon dropped from its claw.
Max turned on the intercom. "East sector secured, chief."
"Team Beta, get over to the west sector. Team Zeta is having some trouble." The chief responded. Max, Raynor and 47 began to run to the west sector.
Samus turned the corner and fired her weapon. It nailed a Spec Ops in the chest, causing him to topple over. Nick turned the corner and pumped the vulnerable Elite up with an Assault Rifle round. He quickly turned the corner when the other elites opened fire. Jack tried to stand, but his leg was badly burnt from plasma fire. There were still two Spec Ops, a Commander, a Prophet, and a band of Jackals and Grunts. Team Zeta was hiding behind a portion of a blown-up wall in the hospital. The rest of the building was being scouted Jackals and Grunts, but Team Zeta was pinned down by the ones in charge. Samus hear a loud crash and peeked her head around the corner.
The chief kicked down the door to the hospital and opened fire upon the Covenant. The Commander and the Prophet made their way to the second floor. The Spec Ops Elites tossed their plasma grenades. The chief took cover for the explosion. Tommy stepped in and fired a rocket at he two Elites. The rocket tore them apart, and the whole building shook. Crono pulled out his sword and began slicing up Grunts and Jackals with ease. Nick helped Jack up, and Team Zeta headed toward Team Alpha.
"Thank God..." Samus said.
"What's his condition?" The Master Chief asked, pointing at Slate.
"I'm going to need some bio-foam before he can get in battle again, and a replacement leg plate for the suit." Samus said.
"Alright. Let's clean this place up and head back to the extraction point, our work here will be done." The chief answered.
Crono and The Chief ran up the stairs. They headed into a room filled with bottles and medication things. The chief picked up a white canister and tossed it to Crono.
"Take this to Samus. It's bio-foam, it should help out Slate.
The Commander kicked down the door, and shook its fists in anger. Crono ran back down the stairs. The chief shot at the Commander but it's shields were to powerful. The Commander swung its Energy sword at the chief, but he managed to dodge it. The chief grabbed a fire extinguisher off of the wall, and used it on the Commander. It let out a large cry, and tumbled backward into a wall. After the white smoke disappeared, the Commander still had trouble seeing what was going on. The chief grabbed his pistol and continued to fire at the alien. It's shield went down after about 5 bullets, then the rest of the bullets pierced the alien and left marks in the wall behind it. It fell to the once clean floor, now covered in alien blood. The chief turned around and saw the Prophet heading toward the window. He unlatched a grenade and chucked it at the Prophet, and blew it to bits. When he got back downstairs, Team Beta was there as well.
"Guess we missed all the fun, huh?" Raynor asked.
A voice was overheard on the team intercom. It was the Admiral. "Excellent so far, Team Omega. There is a new assignment for you. You must board the ship the Covenant used to get to this location, a carrier named the Invader. There may be important information located on the ship that Cortana might be able to find about the Covenant...possibly the location of the Covenant home world. There are still Covenant on the ship, so be careful. It is located 40 kilometers south of Santa Fe, in the middle of the desert. I've also given you directions to the Santa Fe armory, in case you need to stock up before going on your trip. Good luck, Team Omega."
"Finally," Cortana started, "Something that I can do!"
The chief smiled. He looked at his team. "You heard the man. Let's get to it."
Best of the Best Chapter 11: The Cry for Help
Team Beta was ducking behind a truck to avoid being seen by the Covenant troops entering and leaving the business building they had decided to attack. It seems that they had completely taken it over, and killed any human who resisted. Some people escaped. Some were shot down while trying to escape, Max could see the bodies with the burnt flesh marks in their back due to the plasma.
"I'll head into the adjacent building, it looks empty, I'm sure I can pick off a few freaks from there." 47 said, and held up his sniper rifle.
"I can dive right in, and tear 'em up with my gun. When the first round runs out, you can take care of the rest, Maxey." Raynor commented.
"Let's do this." Max replied.
47 Ran across the street, trying not to be noticed. Max and Raynor snuck around either side of the front door.
"Ready?" Raynor asked. Max nodded. Raynor turned and kicked down the door. He was surprised to see what he did. A Commander Elite armed with a Plasma Rifle, a Prophet, three Special Ops Elites and a band on Jackals. Raynor opened fire. All of the Covenant quickly turned and tried to dodge the barrage of bullets.
"Eat it!" Raynor yelled. He concentrated his fire on the last visible Elite, a Spec Ops. His chain gun bullets quickly tore through its shield. The Elite ran in the opposite direction, but the bullets quickly tore through the alien. It dropped to the hardwood floor with a loud thud, landing in a pool of thick, purple liquid. Its own blood.
Raynor turned the corner to face Max. "There's a lot more than I though would be in there!"
A Spec Ops elite ran out the door. It swung at Raynor, knocking him down the entrance stairs. Max fired his two pistols, but the alien's shield swallowed them up. A bullet from across the street flew by and traveled through the Elite's head, causing purple blood to splash all over Max's suit. The elite tumbled down the stairs and landed on Raynor.
"Get this damned thing off of me!"
Max ran to him and hoisted the alien carcass off of Raynor. He gave a thumbs up toward the direction where the bullet came from. Max then ran into the building. He dived through the door, in bullet time, and saw the Jackals. Four bullets - four head shots. The Jackal's shields disappeared and they fell to their knees, then they finally hit the floor. The remaining Spec Ops elite emerged from behind the reception desk. He opened fire with his Plasma Pistol. Max re-entered Bullet time, and slowly dodged the plasma bolts which flew by his head in slow motion. He did a backward roll, unlatched a grenade from his belt and tossed it behind the desk. The Elite immediately dropped all of it's Plasma Grenades to the floor. When Max's grenade detonated, it set off a huge chain reaction, nearly demolishing the entire building.
The remaining Commander Elite and the Prophet showed themselves. The Commander let out a huge grunt noise. Raynor opened fire with his chain gun, but the bullets were swallowed by the Elite's energy shield. The prophet held out its arms. Max and Raynor clutched their heads in pain, and fell to their knees.
"Ahhh! My head!" Raynor yelled out.
Another bullet flew by from the adjacent building. It nailed the Prophet in between the eyes. Its levitating throne fell to the ground and the Prophet's corpse rolled out of the chair. The Commander opened fire. Two more sniper bullets flew by, hitting the Elite square in the chest. The second shot seemed to wipe out it's shields. Max got back to his feet and dove to the left, firing his pistols. One shot hit the Elite in the leg, he feel to one knee. Another hit it in the chest. It clutched the bullet wound. The third shot nailed him in the side of the head. The elite fell down, it's weapon dropped from its claw.
Max turned on the intercom. "East sector secured, chief."
"Team Beta, get over to the west sector. Team Zeta is having some trouble." The chief responded. Max, Raynor and 47 began to run to the west sector.
Samus turned the corner and fired her weapon. It nailed a Spec Ops in the chest, causing him to topple over. Nick turned the corner and pumped the vulnerable Elite up with an Assault Rifle round. He quickly turned the corner when the other elites opened fire. Jack tried to stand, but his leg was badly burnt from plasma fire. There were still two Spec Ops, a Commander, a Prophet, and a band of Jackals and Grunts. Team Zeta was hiding behind a portion of a blown-up wall in the hospital. The rest of the building was being scouted Jackals and Grunts, but Team Zeta was pinned down by the ones in charge. Samus hear a loud crash and peeked her head around the corner.
The chief kicked down the door to the hospital and opened fire upon the Covenant. The Commander and the Prophet made their way to the second floor. The Spec Ops Elites tossed their plasma grenades. The chief took cover for the explosion. Tommy stepped in and fired a rocket at he two Elites. The rocket tore them apart, and the whole building shook. Crono pulled out his sword and began slicing up Grunts and Jackals with ease. Nick helped Jack up, and Team Zeta headed toward Team Alpha.
"Thank God..." Samus said.
"What's his condition?" The Master Chief asked, pointing at Slate.
"I'm going to need some bio-foam before he can get in battle again, and a replacement leg plate for the suit." Samus said.
"Alright. Let's clean this place up and head back to the extraction point, our work here will be done." The chief answered.
Crono and The Chief ran up the stairs. They headed into a room filled with bottles and medication things. The chief picked up a white canister and tossed it to Crono.
"Take this to Samus. It's bio-foam, it should help out Slate.
The Commander kicked down the door, and shook its fists in anger. Crono ran back down the stairs. The chief shot at the Commander but it's shields were to powerful. The Commander swung its Energy sword at the chief, but he managed to dodge it. The chief grabbed a fire extinguisher off of the wall, and used it on the Commander. It let out a large cry, and tumbled backward into a wall. After the white smoke disappeared, the Commander still had trouble seeing what was going on. The chief grabbed his pistol and continued to fire at the alien. It's shield went down after about 5 bullets, then the rest of the bullets pierced the alien and left marks in the wall behind it. It fell to the once clean floor, now covered in alien blood. The chief turned around and saw the Prophet heading toward the window. He unlatched a grenade and chucked it at the Prophet, and blew it to bits. When he got back downstairs, Team Beta was there as well.
"Guess we missed all the fun, huh?" Raynor asked.
A voice was overheard on the team intercom. It was the Admiral. "Excellent so far, Team Omega. There is a new assignment for you. You must board the ship the Covenant used to get to this location, a carrier named the Invader. There may be important information located on the ship that Cortana might be able to find about the Covenant...possibly the location of the Covenant home world. There are still Covenant on the ship, so be careful. It is located 40 kilometers south of Santa Fe, in the middle of the desert. I've also given you directions to the Santa Fe armory, in case you need to stock up before going on your trip. Good luck, Team Omega."
"Finally," Cortana started, "Something that I can do!"
The chief smiled. He looked at his team. "You heard the man. Let's get to it."