Sorry for the late update. But malware viruses suck. So i had to wipe my computer and i had to redo this chapter and some other stuff. So its not as good as i intended it to be. But next chapter i promise will be both longer and better. So without further ado heres Ch4.
Above New Constantinople, July 7, 2536
Vice Admiral Danforth Whitcomb stared blankly at the A.I in front of him. The A.I's avatar resembled a man wearing an orange hazmat suit. The A.I didn't have a face, or at least his face was hidden behind a silver visor.
Whitcomb just turned his attention to the covenant cruisers already in New Constantinople's atmosphere. He narrowed his eyes towards the collective of Covenant Corvette above the continent Byzantium. Whitcomb returned his attention to the orange A.I. "So our MAC cannons is offline, our forces on the ground have been cut in half, and the civilians in Byzantium are unable to escape because of the Covenant forces both on the ground and in the sky" said Whitcomb tapping his fingers on a nearby control panel "and you want me to do what?" Whitcomb gave his full attention to the A.I.
"Sir we have one third of the Spartan III Alpha company on Byzantium" the A.I paused as a plasma round rocked the vessel "and we have two teams of Head Hunter units on board the 'Spring Field', and with your permission sir I would like to deploy the Head Hunters on the Corvettes."
Whitcomb waited for the A.I to continue. After a few more moments of waiting "I take it you want me to ask you of your plan?"
"Affirmative" was the A.I's response.
"So what do you have in mind?" Whitcomb asked with a slight hint of annoyance.
"We have a Spartan teams, companies of marines and ODSTs, and they are armored with enough air support and ground vehicles to put a crater the size of UNSC frigate in New Constantinople" said the A.I.
Another explosion rocked the 'Spring Field'. "Ensign Torres status" yelled Whitcomb.
The Ensign scrambled back into his seat. "Sir all weapon systems are offline" yelled the Ensign.
"Without those guns the 'Spring Field' won't be much help, signal the 'Lancer' and tell them they're going to have to make room for two thousand souls."
"Yes sir" was the Ensigns reply before he returned his attention to the screen in front of him.
"Stillskin begin evacuation procedures and then alert the Spartans on the ground to get their asses to the Byzantium spaceports on the double" said Whitcomb.
The A.I Stillskin tapped the side of his helmet. "Done, I've sent word to the Spartans. Their top priority now is to keep the Covenant away from Byzantiums' spaceports and all naval personnel, including marines, have been given word on the evac" Stillskin gave another brief pause before continuing "anything else?"
Whitcomb gave a slight frown before answering. "Yes leave one pelican for the Head Hunters and give them the green light for their mission" Whitcomb let out a heavy sigh before continuing "then set the nav computer for a direct path towards the Covenant Super Carrier, it'll be a one way trip but…"
"It was a pleasure to serve with you" finished Stillskin. Danforth Whitcomb, along with the rest of the bridge crew, exited the bridge and made his way to the command crews' personal Bumble Bee escape pod.
Danforth couldn't help but frown. After all. Stillskin was one hell of an A.I.
The pelican drop ships landed on and around the bodies, discarded weapons, and debris from the wraiths. The drop ships unloaded their payload, nine Spartans, thirty marines, three warthogs, and one scorpion tank.
"Hey boss our tank is shinier than yours" I heard Mario call out to me snickering.
"Yeah except mine has a better paint job" I motioned to the wraith's near blood red paint job.
"Yeah but ours shoots 90mm TUNGSTEN armor piercing ballistic capped rounds, so beat that."
"Okay I'll let you have this one because I don't know what kind of ammo round it shoots, all I know is that it makes things blow up" I responded laughing. 'Note to self Mario is the team's joker' I thought to myself. "Alright marines, we're gonna ride up on these scorpions and push on north" I took a pause to cock my shotgun "and kill every inhuman sob unlucky enough to cross our paths, am I right marines" there were a round of 'hell yeah's "dam straight."
I walked over to Mclease who was pulling the pins out of his grenades, again, and putting them back in. Mclease if it'll stop you from doing that, I'll let you drive the wraith" I said pointing my thumb to the AA wraith.
Mclease gave a salute and ran to the wraith screaming "Suck it you covies I got a new toy."
I shook my head the turned towards Mario's tank. The M808B was a sight to behold. The driver canopy is able to take over thirty minutes of continuous fire from an MA5B at point blank range. The M808B is able to climb the steepest of mountains. The M808B is able to obliterate covenant mechanized forces in one shot. If the Covenant thought one of these were bad, they've got six of them ready to blown the living crap out of them.
Mario pulled up to me and raised the canopy, "Sir you sure Mclease should be the one to drive the wraith?" he asked raising an eyebrow behind his helmet.
I turned to face him. "It may not look like it Mario, but at times like these, there are only the guys willing to give their lives for what they believe in" I paused for a second to gather my breath "and Mclease is one of those guys." Mario gave out a humorless laugh then returned to the tanks controls.
"So you gonna ride or are you just gonna walk like the rest of the platoon" Mario said pointing to the marines already setting off on foot.
"I've had enough of walking for one day" I said hoping on the left tread in the front. Mario just gave out a small chuckle then nodded towards the three ODSTs' taking the other treads.
"Ion one, this is Ion two, do you read me" Jacky chatted over team com.
"Ion one here go ahead Ion two" I replied.
"The A.I. Stillskin has given word to all available Spartan teams to head to the nearest spaceport, and keep the Covenant away from the civilian transports" said Jacky.
"Well… how far is the nearest spaceport?" I asked.
There was a brief pause before Jacky responded. "A good twelve klicks sir."
I was about to respond when Mclease chatted over team com. "Well sir look on the bright side" he began "we have tanks and a long road ahead filled with Covenant begging to get blown up."