The General: World War III Chapter 9: The Attack, a halo fanfic

June 16th, 255212:10 PM

"Thats why I joined the service." Steve said. "Thats all I can think of to say about my life." Steve had gone down into every bit of detail about the way he grew up, we had listened to him for the past thirty-five minutes. "You've lived quit an interesting life." Jake said laughing a bit. "Yeah, I suppose I have." Steve replied, deep in thought. Jake tossed out the cigarette he had been somking. We sat there thinking to ourselfs.

"My dad though, he was a character." Steve continued. Jake looked over to him. "I remember when I first got one of those military action figures." "Oh yeah, I remember those." Jake replied with a smile. "I was in my room playing and my dad busted in though the door. Dolls are for girls he yelled and took them away from me and threw them into the fireplace. He was a strict man, its also another reason why I joined the service. I thought if I was going to join cause Thomas got drafted in, then maybe it would be a way to show my father that im not such a girl."

"Wow." Jaked answered. "You've lived a mixed life." "Yeah." Steve replied with a slight smile. I looked over at Dave, he had leaned out a bit and was asleep. I pulled an apple out of my pouch and removed my helmet. I pulled out my bayonet and sliced it into pieces. "You all want a slice?" I asked Steve and Jake, they accepted and thanked me. I put a slice back in my pouch for Dave. We ate the pieces of apple and sat there.

"I remember one time." Jaked started up as he put his helmet on along with Steve, I put mine on as well. "My dad got angery with me. I was in my room and 'BAM' he kicked the door open." "Wow." I interupted. "Nice effects." "What?" Jake asked. A explosion filled the air out by the enemy base. We looked out in the direction. There was another 'BAM' followed soon by an explosion, it sped up. The artillary team had begun to fire.

Another explosion followed and Dave awoke with a small jump. "Im up." hes said, not quite with what was going on. "Lets go." I said and got off and jogged off to where I set the rally point. Steve, Dave, and Jakob, followed behind me. I turned, other from my squad where making there way to us. "Squad leaders, head count on your teams." I ordered. All checked out, everyone was here.

"Form column in squad line behind me!" I yelled, trying to speak over the sound of the artillary explosions. The teamed formed up. Alpha was to my left in a line, Bravo to my right, and Charlie was right behind me. "Move out!" I yelled and began to walk. The others walked behind me, their guns leaned up against their shoulders and held in their hands, moving their left arm back and forth as they walked.

I looked at the other teams, they where scattered and plain bolting off. It made me feel professional to have my team organized and ready to go while the other commanders didn't.

We where soon half way between our camp and the group of large rocks that lay ahead. I began to make out movement ahead, the enemy was hiding in the rocks. "Form a firing line on that rocky position!" I barked. "Get that MG up here!" The team commanders organized their men along a small hill line and ordered everyone to fire. Jake came up to the top of the hill and slammed the tripod down into the grassy hill mount. Steve slammed the M41 on the tripod and hooked in the lock as Jake loaded the gun. Within second they where firing. The enemy took cover and was unable to fire back.

"Bravo!" I called out. "Bravo team leader!" yelled a soldier. "What do you want me to do!" "Take the far right and move up that basive fire!" I yelled. "Yes, sir!" he yelled. "Bravo form up!" he yelled and soon they where making there way down the extreme far right and started to move up onto the enemy positon. I started walking down behind our firing line. "Alpha, Charlies, keep that fire on them! Don't stop shooting!"

About thirty seconds later the enemy bolted out from cover and started heading out into the open. The middle troop came up over the hill and spotted them, the tank opened up and chewed them all down. "Charlie, pack it up!" I yelled and Jake and Steve began to undo the MG. "Positon taken." Bravo team leader announced over our com. "Alpha, Charlie, move it to Bravos position, now!" I ordered. We all bolted out though the open grounds to the rocky region where Bravo waited for us.

"Were going to hold here until the firing stops." I said over the com. All team leader replied and we set up our defences. Enemy armor rose up over the hill ahead of us. Our armor came to a stop and turned their cannons in on it. Their tank shot, a round struck our middle tank. Three of our scorpions fired back and the enemy tank turned into a dancing fireball.

I looked up at the sky, I could see the reflection of the artillary strikes in the clouds causing the sky to turn a bloodyish red orange. I gazed out at the enviroment. The area ahead held plenty of cover by the newly created foxholes caused by the artillary. I couldn't see the enemy structure yet, or may not, for all I knew it was in pieces. I turned on my com on my helmet. "New orders. When the artillary stops, you will follow these orders." I started. "Alpha, you will continue stright ahead, attack and if the structure remains standing, breach the position when possible. Charlie, take the MG and set it up on the cliffside up ahead." "Right where we had it before we retreated the first time?" Steves voice asked over the radio. "Yes, that will do fine." I answered. "Bravo, make your way around the cliff at the bottom. Follow it around the next ben and flank the structure from the right. Move in and breach when possible. Are we all clear?" "Yes, sir." came the replies of everyone, not just the team leaders.

The shelling began to die down. Ahead the ground was covered with holes. I began to wonder how command planned to get the armor across it now. I glanced over at the tanks, the tank commander popped his head out of one of the tanks and view the land ahead. He yelled something around, but I was to far to hear what he was saying. He shut the lid of the hatch and the tanks started to move.

"Go, go, go!" I said over the com. We took off. I decided to make my way up the cliffside and make my way down the other side and join Bravo. We made it to the top, the structure remained standing. We set up the MG on the hill overlooking its position. Lots of the holes contained parts of bodies, mainly arms and legs. Easily over two hundred, intact bodies lay dead in the surrounding areas.

Jeeps sat in fire as well as tanks and filled the air with smoke. A enemy Pelican even sat destroyed on the ground. I guess they didn't expect we had artillary in the vicinity. Infantry began to poor out of the structure. Steve opened up. "Alpha reporting contacts." the team leader announced over the com. "Bravo on the flank, well have them down in a few seconds." "Copy that Bravo." replied Alpha.

The enemy poured out and used the craters for cover and hid behind the smoke. Some craters litterly where created where two rounds droppd in the same spot and the holes where deep enough to hide the enemy from sight, even from us up on the thirty foot or so hillside. The enemy fired back from the craters. "Assault!" yelled the Bravo team leader over the com. I glanced to my right to see them running though the open into the enemy postion. Hand-to-hand combat broke out between Bravo and the Russian troops. "Attack!" yelled Alpha team leader and Alpha began to run in.

Steve started shooting in small controlled burts, tyring to pick off the enemy. I hoped over the ledge and slid down the dirt and rocky side. I ended up on my back on the ground in the end. I got up and rushed into the position. A russian soldier stepped out from a pocket of smoke and I put ten rounds in his visor. The visor buseted and blood flew out, he reached up to grab what he could of his face. "Это повреждает!" he yelled. -It hurts!- I slammed the butt of my gun into his gut and he bent over foward splashing blood on the ground and my foot. I finished his life with a smack with the butt of my gun to the back of his head.

A soldier bolted at me, I doged with a spin and slammed my gun into his side as he went by and fell face first into the ground. I put a few rounds in him, he didn't get back up. I began to wonder how many there actually where. Someone grabbed me from behind in a bear hug. I dropped my gun. "Я получил Вас теперь!" a voice yelled. -I got you now!- I was lifted up into the air and slammed to the ground on my back. The man picked up my gun and took aim on me. I raised my hand to cover my face when a sniper round shot though his visor and out the back of his helmet. He dropped to the ground dead.

I glanced back behind me, Dave was laying on the ground and had a smoking sniper rifle in his hands. I looked around and saw nothing of the enemy and heard everyone let out the troop battlecry. I got to my feet and retrieved my gun. I headed over to Dave and helped him to his feet. "I owe ya one." I said catching my breath. "No, where even." He stopped catching his breath as well. "For getting us off that hill last time." I smiled at him though my visor and pated him on the shoulder.

I glanced around, other task teams started to make there way up to us. The commander that attacked from the far right was jogging up to me. "That was some commanding!" on his way. I took my eyes from him and reached into my pouch. "Apple?" I said to Dave as I handed the squashed thing out to him.