Okay before I start this chapter I wanted to clarify that the "To keep up the fight" line was supposed to be spoken by john. Whenever I don't put a "_ Said" after a line I do it to show that the person to previously talk was the one speaking. Sorry. Will stop doing that. Anyway enjoy.
"You killed a lot of them back there." Kelly said toward the DoomSlayer, as the team continued on jogging after killing another group of covenant and possessed. Not being allowed to stop.
They had been moving like that for the past half hour trying to find the main body of soldiers but they simply found more and more bodies. The jingle of their tags echoed after they bounced off the Slayer's armor. Must have been about fifty. The rest of the team had several tags as well but he always got to the bodies before them. The DoomSlayer simply nodded as they continued on. Kelly from inside her helmet shifted her lips out of annoyance.
"Don't say anything if you are an idiot." She said as she did her best to imitated a 3rd graders. Without missing a beat, the Slayer pointed over his shoulder with his thumb at John who had remained quiet for the majority of the time. Linda chuckled for a second.
"He isn't wrong." Linda said. Fredrick shrugged in agreement. Kelly rolled her eyes. John didn't really care. The Slayer remained in front of the group like normal; after all, he was faster than any of them. Which allowed the other four to just think for a bit to themselves as they almost feared that he could read their thoughts. All the while the four of them shared the same thought.
"How did he kill all of them?" they all wondered. They understood that he was fully capable to kill a massive number of enemies by himself. Hell, John could almost relate being a one-man butcher shop. That wasn't the question. They saw the bodies and saving a few each and every one of them seemed to have been torn apart by some sort of beast. But no such creature existed… right? Limbs ripped off of bodies. Head torn in half. Torso parted like some sick and twisted door. Nothing had that kind of raw power. Not even this man. If it was this man after all it would be like if he got a power up. One that let him forget pain and its limitations. But after this "power up" would leave him all his muscles would retract back to normal, causing pain that would be like a muscle sprain or pull but all across the body and most likely much more intense. Which couldn't be the case because he was still keeping up with Spartans.
He jumped down a lip of stone and landed on the floor about ten feet below and continued onwards with the sounds of the Spartans heavy boots hitting the floor right behind him. He then began to pick up the pace to force the Spartans to do similar. The Spartans were now almost running while he continued to be well below his top speed. Then they all heard gun fire off to the distance and several dozen screams.
"Must have finally found the flank." Fredrick said as they turned their direction.
The DoomSlayer picked up his speed to a level that the only one of them that could come close was Kelly. They came up to a rounded off area that curved around a slight compacted area, almost like a crater, that was formed most likely due to water flow. All around this divot was covenants and possessed that many of which were firing into the area as there were several different groups of soldiers suppressed under fire. Though in fact there were many soldiers on the higher ground fighting the covenant. Towards the center of the divot was a singular warthog with a singular soldier firing out into an advancing horde of possessed.
"Linda perches, Kelly circle around with the DoomSlayer to take out their back line. Fredrick you're with me." John said. Kelly turned but the DoomSlayer kept running towards the lower ground with the dozen or so soldiers. "What's he doing!?"
The DoomSlayer as he ran through the lower ground shot whatever covenant or possessed that came across as he ran towards the center of the divot. The soldier at the center pulled out his pistol and began to shoot at a possessed soldier but the soldier kept on coming. A tear went down the soldiers face as he put the barrel of the pistol to his chin. He couldn't stand anymore, he couldn't fight anymore, and he would be damned if he just let himself become one of those things
"See you." He said. A pull of a trigger.
The pistol broke as a small blast of energy shot through the pistol. He looked over and found the DoomSlayer put away his pistol before he ran up to the possessed soldier broke its arm before breaking its skull with a punch. He then dashed back to the soldier and pushed the warthog up a bit and jerk his head towards the overturned warthog before grabbing the soldier by the shirt and pulling him under the warthog.
"What are you doing!?" The man yelled at him. "Leave me to die you bastard!"
The Doomslayer looked forward as the advancing horde and shook his head twice before reaching into his warp pack and pulling out the chain gun and spinning the duel barrels. All the possessed took a step back as they saw him set it into turret mode and cracked his neck. He pulled the trigger and red hot motherfucking lead shot out. Tearing into the standing corpses of the covenant and possessed cutting through them with a sound not that far from grinding meat. He panned the chain gun back and forth as he hit the denser packs of advancements. Limbs were torn off by the rate of fire. Torso ripped open leaving only wide openings from what was once their bodies. Heads exploded and jaws were dropped in both literal and metaphorical senses. A brute ran at him from the side and he reached into his pack and pulled out his pistol and rattled off a few shots into the brute's skull without lowering the rate of fire in front of him.
He must have not let up any sort of fire for a good 20 seconds before the chain gun ran out of ammo. In front of him was a field of corpses. As he put his chain gun back into his warp pack (truly an odd sight.) a bolt hit his shoulder that made his arm jerk back as some of the extra armor he wore broke off. He looked into the tree line and saw a jackal holding a rifle. The jackal then dropped the rifle and raised its hands. In return he showed the jackal his long range weapon. The railgun did not shin when he pulled it out, it was used to often to be clean, and looked down the sight and blasted away the platform the jackal was on.
He then switched its attachment so he could charge it to be even more powerful and used it to blast away brutes and elites that were both on the lower plane with him and the higher plane all the same. Letting the smaller blasts hit him. He could take that; he could take whatever they threw at him. A ghost swerved in front of him and tried to shoot at him but quickly stopped as the driver saw him charging up the attack and tried to dodge before it got killed. Tried. The bolt shot through the body of the ghost and exploded. Once again he was empty and put the rail gun away as he pulled out his assault rifle, as well as his pulse rifle. Wielding one in each hand he fired forward. Mowing down whatever got into his range with steel and plasma.
"Wow…" One of the soldiers said as he lowered his gun as the Covenant continued to put more and more fire power at the Slayer to an extent that he and his group were no longer fired upon. Then so did the other soldiers of his group as they also noticed that there no longer in danger. The first soldier jerked his gun away. "Come on. Now's our chance." With that the group got out of the kill zone.
Linda shot another jackal through the skull that was looking away. She followed its line of vision and found the Doomslayer now had a field of corpses in front of him. A possessed jackal jumped over the back of the warthog and without missing a shot the DoomSlayer pointed his pulse rifle over his shoulder and destroyed the possessed jackal's torso.
"Holy shit…" Linda gasped.
More and more of the covenant and possessed forces attacked him as he stood his ground. Not a single shot missing its mark. A bullet was always hitting something. He was used to firing at high speed accurately so if he was standing still it was easy not to miss. Besides there were so many that missing would almost be embarrassing. Epic would be an understatement. He put away his assault rifle and held his pulse rifle with both hands and killed elites with it before it ran out of power. He pulled out his pump action shotgun and launched an explosive into a ground of grunts before blasting a possessed soldier in front of him in the chest.
More and more the possessed began to back away from him. The covenant saw this as well as they finally noticed how much of their bodies were now stacking up. The commanding elite then activated his communicator.
"Send in the wraith. Let's see how he deals with that." The elite said and the covenant tank came out of the woods, breaking down trees as it went before it was on the lip overlooking the divot.
"Oh shit." Fredrick cursed. "It's aiming directly at him."
"He's going to need a big-." Kelly began before the words got stuck in her throat as he put away his shotgun and pulled out a gun that was much wider and had more height in the chamber than the rest of his arsenal.
"-fucking…" The elite said as his jaw opened.
"-gun." The soldier underneath the warthog whispered.
The gun lit up with sparks of green lightning coming off it before a massive ball of energy was launched forward, vaporizing whatever was in its path before slamming into the wraith. The ball exploded with massive streams of energy shooting out from it and connecting with covenant and possessed and vaporizing them into ashes as the wraith too exploded. A bolt of energy came straight at his chest and the elite commander had one thing to say.
"I'm scared…" before becoming a pile of ash.
The Doomslayer put away his tool of destruction and knelt down and looked at the soldier and gave a thumbs up. The soldier smiled at the visor of the DoomSlayer and held up his own thumb.