Chapter Three
"Alright, first platoon on me! Second and forth platoon with Corporal Joe! Third platoon at, oh-ninehundred, you will bring in a re-supply of ammo and then you will head back! Let's move people, Move, Move, Move!" McLann ordered loudly as the Company moved out. Joe hefted his SMG closer to his chest. They stood beside the ninety-six ODST marching towards the guns.
"Do you think the Covenant will have more then what we left alive?" Asked Joe as two Banshees passed by overhead. "By my bet, they sure as hell do." Replied McLann. There were sudden explosions towards the Eastern Coast of America. "So the landings have begun. Fucking D-Day all over again." Sighed Joe. "Yes," replied McLann taking out a cigarette and a lighter. "It is." He finished as he lit the small white stick and stuck it in his mouth. The two looked over at the Company as they started singing their hymn. "Highty, mighty ho, now who the hell are we? Jim, jam, godamn we're ODST!" McLann chuckled and took out the cigarette and blew out the smoke. Then he put it back in again.
Joe had joined in. They closed in on the guns, and their pace quickened, the earth shaking beneath them. They came up to the hedgerows and set down along it. "Joe, have second platoon suppress the third and fourth turret." Joe nodded and ran behind Second. "First platoon get ready to move towards the second turret, fourth platoon, suppress the last guns and once we've taken the first and second turrets, follow in behind us."
He stood up and jumped into the trench with First. Jackson and Miller set up the bi-pod for the thirty and set it down. "First move out." McLann said and looked behind him at Second. "Begin suppression." He ordered. Second opened up with everything they had. Two snipers from Fourth got up and were immediately taken down by Jackal snipers and fell to the ground. McLann hopped down into the trenches and First followed shortly after. The entire platoon lined up along the trench wall and took aim towards a large line of charging grunts. Jackals lined up in a wall, shields connected behind them. McLann fired the first shots at the foolish enemy.
The rest of the platoon opened up leaving nothing alive. Two thirty calibers took out almost one fourth of the line and four snipers picked off the last of them. McLann turned around and looked for Corporal Joe. He found him moments later and said, "Joe circle around to the fourth turret with Second! Me and First will flank the third!"
He then turned towards the CO for Fourth.
"Doubleman, when you see the red smoke charge straight up with Fourth, we'll have taken out anything that should stop you!"
Doubleman nodded and continued suppressing the turrets. McLann waved his hand towards the third turret and the moved on towards their objective. Corporal Joe led Fourth towards the fourth turret. McLann crouched down and dodged behind a wall. Fourteen Elites stood blocking their path. McLann looked towards Matthews and Red. He out his right hand into a fist and his left on top and pulled his left hand off as if he were pulling a pin.
They got the signal and pulled out a grenade each. Then McLann quickly pointed all five fingers at the Elites and the two threw the pineapples. Then McLann pointed towards Michael and then back at the Elites. He took his Jackhammer and unloaded two rounds and finished off the last of the Elites. McLann slowly pushed his palm towards the Elites position. Second squad moved first slowly followed by first.
They entered the small ditch and waved McLann in, but before he could move, two explosions rained dirt on his helmet. His head flew inward and when the hail of brown soil stopped falling, he looked over towards the ditch and a black smothering hole covered the ground where the ODST had once stood. They slowly walked forward and entered the ditch. There were bits of wire lining the wall.
"Fucking mines." Whispered McLann. Two ODST though lay wounded against the dirt. One lay missing a leg, the other… half a face. He turned towards Walker, the platoon medic.
"Walker take McKnight and get these two out of here. If possible…" his voice trailed off.
All Walker could do was nod. No one could say anything. He stopped wasting time and moved on. He came to the opening where the third turret lay. It was abandoned. McLann found this strange. The Covenant never fled from battle. He would have to file a report on that. He waved Joe back over to Seconds position.
"Doubleman, did you record our casualties?" asked McLann.
"Yes sir." He said in his deep voice. "We have six dead and eight wounded. I'd say we got lucky sir." He continued.
Third platoon came running in. McLann looked at Lieutenant Thomason.
"You've missed the party. Corporal Joe and Corporal Doubleman, get your men together at move back to base. We've done well today, let this be a day of firsts!" Announced McLann.
The Company cheered and some even fired off rounds at the sky.
"But remember those who have died valiantly today. This is a day of firsts, but this was the last for those. Let their courage show the Covenant that we can kick ass!"
Dammit i forgot about the BAR. Sorry dude. Ok, yes very similar to the show, but it's kinda supposed to be. Thankyou very much my kind and beautiful reviewers! I'm working on the fourth ASAP.