A/N: Well, this was a fast update, compared to my others, anyway. Feel safe, for there is no German in this chapter, unless it is a simple response, goodbye, or hello. Well let's get on with it, shall we? Oh, and before I forget, slayer123bio, I have not completely disregarded your ideas in that review, but after all, I can't give the invasion force something if it's at Earth, now can I? Although I have an idea on how I could get them there. Have you remembered my three little characters I added in the Jericho system? I hope so, they add to the plot. Unfortunately, I can't add their bios or the ship's until I reveal who they are.

Chapter 10: Tactical Precision

After Adoest made a distress call to Alpha team, he returned to firing away at the approaching Covenant forces. He watched in horror as a Wraith tank made its way around a corner and prayed that its driver was a bad shot. The tank lobbed a mortar towards their position. As the ball of plasma reached its point of apogee, it gracefully slammed into the building behind them.

"Fuck! I hope those Spartans get here fast!" He yelled as he threw a captured plasma grenade at a jackal. When the grenade stuck to its face, the creature ran towards the Brutes, screaming, then shortly exploded, taking two of the monsters down. "Ha! Take that, you son of a bitch!"

By now, the Wraith had adjusted its aim, and fired again. Instead of going over their heads like last time, however, the blast slammed into the front of the building, shaking it, and disintegrating its entrance.

Rtas 'Vadumee led his fellow Spec Ops warriors through the streets with their active camo on. He was in the northern side of the city. In the distance he heard the steady clack clack clack of the Humans' ballistic weapons and the whine of the Brute Plasma rifles. When he looked into the sky he saw a few Wraith mortar blasts sieging one building.

In his native tongue, he told his fellow warriors where they were heading. They silently crept through the alleyways and encountered about 10 Jiralhanea milling around the middle of the street. He nodded to his Sangheili and pulled out their version of the Humans' garrote wire. They too pulled out theirs, and activated them. They silently crept up to the stinking beasts and choked four of them before the others were alerted to the Mirratord's presence.

One yelled in a series of unintelligible grunts and fired his rifle in every direction. When the Sangheili pulled out their energy swords, however, the Jiralhanea knew where they were, although it didn't matter as they were cut down violently. They deactivated their weapons and continued on course.

When the four Spartans reached their destination, Linda pulled out her personalized rifle and found a place of cover. Although they had to battle through an entire company's worth of Brutes, Jackals, and Drones, they were able to get to Bravos' position within a few minutes.

Master Chief told Will to get ready and fire at the tank first. He complied, and in a few seconds, the tank exploded in flames and belched out smoke. Shrapnel from the blast killed three Jackals and one Brute. Will took aim once more, and fired at the closest Ghost. It too exploded and soon did they second one.

Master Chief and Fred charged into the mess after the tank was destroyed and started slaughtering every Covenant soldier in sight.

John reloaded his MA5B and continued firing. Two clips later he switched to his other rifle after the barrel was slagged from a stray plasma blast. Then he continued firing his rifle at the soldier that ruined his favorite gun.

At the same time, Will had strapped his MA8B to the magnetic clamps on his back and drew out his shotgun. He fired the weapon at a Jackal that was to close for its own good, and pulled out, then primed a frag grenade. Watching the grenade fly forward, it exploded and took out a file of five Jackals who couldn't bring their shield behind themselves fast enough. Sensing something behind him, he took his shotgun in one hand, and fired.

It turns out that he filled a Brutes' face full of lead, and it fell backwards, twitched once, and finally died.

After the last enemy was killed, John yelled, "Clear down!"

The entire Grau Falk team stared in astonishment. As they watched the Spartans mutilate the enemy forces in every way possible, Adoest hadn't even heard the Spartan yell something.

"Clear down!" the Spartan yelled again. As the Captain shook himself, he returned to reality and yelled back, "clear up!" He looked over the lead Spartan and saw that he was completely covered in dark blue and black blood, save for his helmet. It was truly an awe-inspiring site to see.

"Thank you, we didn't think that we'd survive when that Wraith showed up." The Master Chief responded, "no problem, all in a days' work. Hey, 058 reports that one of the Elite Spec Ops teams is almost here. We better greet them."

The Captain nodded and followed the Chief after he and his team headed towards ground level.

As 'Vadumee and his team of Mirratord were getting closer, they weren't hearing anymore explosions or weapons fire. That either meant that their team had failed to reach the Humans in time, or that the Humans were triumphant. He certainly hoped for the second one, and led his team through the last alleyway. What met his eyes though, was certainly not what he expected.

What he saw were two of the Spartans covered in Jackal and Jiralhanea blood, the wreckage of a few vehicles, including a Wraith, and two more Spartans. One with a rocket launcher, and the other with a sniper rifle.

"Well, Master Chief, it appears that you have been very busy" 'Vadumee said in a half-joking manner.

The Demon replied with a curt nod and sat down on a nearby gravity bench on the sidewalk.

The Mirratord team walked into full view and also saw Team Grau Falk. They looked with a strong demeanor and talked to themselves. Rtas decided that he would talk to the Master Chief.

"Master Chief, I must let you know, that from my previous visit to this city before the Separation occurred, this is the center of the city. The other teams should be making their way hear soon. from recent radio chatter that I heard, the Jiralhanea are losing numbers from regular troops that your forces and ours have sent down to reinforce this area."

The Demon looked at him, with a renewed interest as 'Vadumee went on.

"However, we, as in, us, will have to stay down here to maintain a grip on the city, until the Jiralhanea, Kig Yar, and Yanme'e have been eliminated from the surrounding cities."

"Well, I suppose that we'll need to create a perimeter defense. From Grau Falk's comments, they captured an armory that the Brutes set up. From what I heard, there is a few Shades, two shielded plasma cannons, and 4 regular plasma cannons." The Spartan paused and took a breath. "Also, from communications from our fleet's flagship, I requested 4 gauss turrets and 4 GP turrets. They should be here in 5 minutes. They're also sending us a platoon of Marines to provide man the positions and help out."

Rtas nodded his head and went with his team to search the armory they found.

When he walked in, he saw over 20 energy shields lined up together, there were, in fact, four Shades, and the other turrets that the Chief mentioned. With weapons racks containing things from plasma pistols to beam rifles, and comm uplink crates strewn about.

Rtas and his Mirratord team started to get the equipment out of the room and got them into position across each end of the street. With 12 energy shields set up in a defensive position on each side, 2 Shades on each side, and all of the emplacements divided up equally. The weapons crates were lined up against the outside walls of the buildings for easy access.

Piles of rubble were stacked up inside the alleyways so there would be no surprises. During this, they could all hear the roar of the 4 Pelican dropships coming through the atmosphere. As they unloaded their complement of Marines along with the turrets, they walked down from the rooftops and set up the turrets with care so as not to break the weapons.

The Marines eyed the Mirratord with suspicion, and walked a bit faster when they passed them. Finally, the defense was set up, just in time too, as a horde of Jiralhanea, Kig Yar, Ghosts, and even a few Wraiths came hurdling down the street.

PFC Dan Thomas looked up with grim determination as he saw the Covenant troops approach en masse. With lines of Jackals walking with their shields in front, for typical behavior, and dozens of Brutes behind, waiting to engage the enemy. Behind them, there were about 20 Ghosts, which was stupid, because the streets weren't exactly wide, and 4 Wraiths following suit.

The only good thing about the Wraiths was, they weren't able to fire their mortar cannons because they would risk dropping them on their own troops or themselves.

Another good thing was, the Gauss turrets and GP turrets were able to fire and knock Jackal after Jackal to the ground, and break their ranks. Also, the Company's mortar crew had three 81mm mortars, which opened up on the ever approaching Covenant.

As the shells hit the middle of the attack, the Brutes and the Ghosts were getting hit. After the first three volleys, half of the Brutes were incinerated, 5 Ghosts were complete wrecks, and even a Wraith was belching smoke and sitting on the ground. But after that, they were to close to hit with the mortars. But fortunately for the frontline, all of the Jackals were laying dead on the ground or dieing, bleeding profusely.

When they got close enough, they Plasma Cannons were able to start firing. As streams of plasma, bullets, and shells from two Gauss cannons, the rest of the Brutes and Ghosts were destroyed. By now, the Wraiths started to turn around and tried to boost their way out of the chaotic situation, two more were hit by shells going at subsonic speeds. But the last was able to limp away, only to be destroyed less than 20 minutes later by a Mirratord team making their way towards their temporary HQ.

Rtas could see that the Humans were very well trained in combat. They had dispatched of the Covenant faster than any Sangheili defense could. But aside from that, had he led the attack, he would have used the mortar tanks first, to soften up the defense. Then, send in a few Ghosts, and another wave of them. After that, he would have sent the infantry to mop up whatever would remain of the defense force.

At any rate, the Humans did an outstanding job. He was impressed, and even went to congratulate a few of the Marines.

Although, because the fleet was such a surprise attack, the ground forces were able to take over the capital in less then a few hours. Because Rtas could hear more of the Humans' automatic rifle fire. And could see blue and red explosions nearer than before.

While in thought, the other five Mirratord teams made their way through the wreckage of the battlefield and greeted him. 'Vadumee replied in kind and debriefed them on the current situation. After they had learned of the situation, they started to clear all of the debris left by the Marines' firepower.

Meanwhile, in space, Captain Tom Lind was traveling through the blank void of slipspace, where his destination was an inner colony that the Covenant had never found. The planet, Aradania, was vastly populated. Because they had lost contact with Earth, they had an extreme amount of ships that were built. They even had a proper amount of trained Naval crew, with Marine contingents aboard each ships. Ranging from Pennsylvania class battleships to Apoc class frigates, and full armaments besides the new MAPCs and shields, they would be a vast help.

From an AI count, there were about 70 battleships, 10 carriers, and 150 missile destroyers, complemented by 100 frigates, they would be a huge addition to the fleets current status.

He contacted one of the carriers. "This is the UNSC Rwanda. All of the ships here are being assimilated into the Fleet of Immense Strength. Please comply."

He got a response, "This is the Captain of the UNSC Petrolyph. We shall comply. Although our Admiral here would like to know what's up." Then, on the screen in the Rwanda, Admiral Nimitz, a relative of the famous Nimitz in WWII, appeared.

"Captain, why are you taking this fleet? I would like to know your intentions."

"Very well, Admiral, I'll send you a report of the situation at hand. Transmitting." The Admiral looked it over, and nodded his head.

"Alright, everything seems to be in order, although extremely surprising, we'll follow. Oh yes, and send me the information of the UNSC comm channels, the folks planetside lost them because of some dumb technical officer."

"Yes, sir. Here you go."

"Thank you, the citizens will be pleased to have outside contact with whatever remains of our colonies."

"Your welcome, here are the coordinates, we will see you there."

And with that, a hole appeared in space, and the 30 ships that entered the system, left. Soon after, the Admirals group of ships did the same, leaving Aradania behind.

A/N: Well, I certainly hope you enjoyed this. As always, I enjoyed writing it. Even though it was a fast update for me, I am fairly certain that I did a good job on it. Oh, and please, please read my profile. It contains a lot of information of the things in my fic. And BTW, slayer123bio, no I haven't forgotten yet, so don't get mad. And yes, there is a reason why I haven't included the three mysterious people onboard the UNSC Higheron. Although you can't find out about it, ever.