Rines Chapter 2: Spit it Out, a halo fanfic

FME! I'M ALL OUTTA ENEMIES!

The radio in the Dropship blared.

"Good ole thrash metal" Said one of the new members to the Spec Ops Squad.

"Approaching the LZ" said the Dropship pilot over the intercom

Corporal Emanuel Howard leaned out the drop ship a bit too look at the first target

"Ain't that a shame, perfectly good soldiers and gear all blasted to hell"

"EVERYONE out!" The Dropship Pilot leveled out the vehicle and the Marines jumped out, getting some distance from the ship as it hovered dangerously close to the ground.

"Okay, get the bodies into the Dropship, then wrap this thing up boys" ordered Staff Sergeant Randy Collins. Who was leading the mission.

Staff Sergeant Collins was only recently promoted, and this was his first command of his career, the Corps didn't really think they needed a very experienced person for this job, it was relatively routine considering all the ships being shot down. Command knew Collins was an effective leader and loyal soldier so they thought he would be the perfect man for the job.

Emanuel carried a pack of demolition charges over to the downed ship. He was the only black man in his unit, but the Spec Ops were credited for being the most multi-cultural division in the corps.

"Hey Emanuel! I need a charge, if we hit this spot here, and here, the ships fuel will ignite, there's only a bit left but we'll save charges." Explained the Engineer.

A few minutes later the downed Dropship was detonated from afar, the bodies loaded up into the Spec Ops Dropship. And the soldiers moved on.

"Okay wait. We're going west, if we keep going were all going to be very muddy in a few yards. There's a swamp area up there, plus our target is north west, an easier rout, to the target, and its really where we should be going" said the PFC in charge of navigation.

"Okay, were changing paths - -"

"Sir, why doesn't the Dropship just ferry us to the six targets?" Interrupted Zach.

"The enemy is still positioned somewhere in this place, they have quite a substantial force, its best to stay out of the air seeing as they shot down 6 Dropships already."

"So then isn't 20 men a bit small for 'quite substantial force'?"

"They sent us in with only 20 men because we frankly kick ass like no other, got it Zach?" the Sergeant joked, obviously a bit concerned himself. But the Commander is never supposed to show fear. The Commander has everything locked down and ready, he knows where the enemy is, he knows where his soldiers are, he has everything planned out, a good Commander goes home with zero casualties and sends the enemy home in a basket. Or that's what Staff Sergeant Randy Collins believed in at least.

"Okay, lets get moving, we all want to go home ASAP right?"

Just then the Recon unit walked up to Collins and handed him a map.

Collins looked at it for a few minutes, each second that went by he seemed to grow more frustrated and concerned.

"Right...change of plans, we're abandoning the second objective. Private, explain what this map means."

"Okay, so obviously this is the forest area here. The red shading represents the enemy forces; this map was made at 7 AM this morning. THIS map, was made just now, the red is moving very efficiently through the terrain. Considering the speed compared to the thickness of the forest, we have concluded that they likely have tanks, warthogs, and a whole mess of things we don't have and don't want to see out here. We need to move south, there is another target not too far away. We can at least take it out before calling for evac. Hopefully we won't need to".

"Lets move, hurry it, we need to be over this escarpment before 12:00.