(first off as annoying and immersion braking as it is since there are no real information on the BSG universe weapons other than in some cases like the pistol with a explosive launcher under it they use modern earth weapons the UNSC humans just won't recognize them so i'm just going to use modern terms instead of renaming things just Fyi)
Corporal Dylan Flint huddled in the entryway of the Salene fallout shelter panting heavily and thought for the dozenth time about ditching the heavy M249 SAW. looking around at the lifeless bodies of the rest of his squad. That last push by the cylons had nearly done it,
"Williams? Is there any more?" he asked into his older com headset.
"Flint? Where is Major Danieals? And no there's no more that I can see." replied Specialist Samual Williams from the security room.
"The major is dead, as is everyone else, I think." replies Flint going from body to body checking for a pulse not finding any.
"Frakk" growls Samual.
With a grim chuckle as he starts checking the vest and weapons for more ammunition "Don't suppose there's any more ammo in the shelter is there?" he asks, thumbing free a few rounds from a mostly spent magazine into one that was half way full.
"I don't think so, bud, I'll have the civilians look again but i wouldn't hold my breath." Samuel said regretfully. "But hey good news your not dead yet" he says trying to cheer Dylan up.
Looking at the half belt of red tipped armor piercing bullets and the magazine and a half for the G36 the Major had carried and chuckled too.
"How do th…." he stops abruptly.
"Sam? What's going on?"
No answer
He hits the com again "Sam you there?"
The reply takes a moment "Hey good news the jamming just lifted not sure why but i heard from the General. He says reinforcements are on the way"
"Thank the gods." Danial gasp leaning heavily against the wall "tell the fleet they took the god's own time getting here." he laughs
"Well it's not our fleet." Sam says slowly.
"What do you mean it's not our fleet there is the Colonial fleet and Colony Defense Forces but they all answer to the fleet." questions Danial.
"According to the General it's someone else he isn't even sure but they offered their help and the General agreed, all we know is they destroyed nine Cylon ships in orbit and are in the process of dropping ground forces so orders from the general watch them but don't start anything."
"Is the hall to the surface clear? I want to see these people for myself." Danial asked the only other surviving member of his squad.
"Looks clear but keep your eyes open Flint. Do you hear me? If they get past you the four hundred civilians are Fracked." informed Samual.
Checking the safety on his 249 Danial rolled his eyes "I hear you."
Danial slowly walks the hall leading to the ripped open doorway they cylons had forced open just in time to see dozens of falling… boxes? Whatever they were, they were falling in groups and had some kind of metal chute deployed followed by the roaring of an engine for a split second slowing the things down until a group of six slammed into the ground. Startled he braces his SAW on the wall overlooking them as the front face shot outward with the sound of a explosive and six men with strange full body armor and black weapons jumped out aiming their weapons in all directions when one of them spotted him without a word they all turned to aim their weapons on him.
"Colonial?" a voice asked from one of the suits?"
Still aiming down the sights at the half dozen strangers Danial replied "yes who are you more Toasters?"
One of the men….women laughed as the man who had spoken visor clears and he removed the helmet showing a human face "No we aren't here to make toast"
Danial was off put seeing the man's mouth move strangely and the voice came from his helmet "Then what are you doing here? Who are you?"
The grin that spread over the man's face sent a primordial tingle of fear down Danials back."I am Major Roger Young 22nd ODST Shock Battalion and we are here to help, I'm sure your General Parks signaled ahead reinforcements were coming."
Samuel's words echo in Daniel's head "Reinforcements…not fleet."
A burst of gunfire stops any further conversation as the major slides his helmet back on and the six troopers of this ODST battalion raise their rifles and move in that to follow Flint shoulders his SAW and tags along. Figuring the best way to protect the civilians was to get rid of the Cylon threat in the city.
Danial is immediately impressed with how fast and strategic these ODSTs are as they basically run block after block before encountering a mixed squad of ODSTs and Colonial troops engaged with a handful of Centurions.
The ODSTs slow to a steady and silent glide as they creep around a bullet hole ridden fire station to flank the tin cans Danial barely has time to brace his SAW on the hood of a small firefighting drone as the heavy rifles of the ODSTs announce their presence.
The half dozen Toasters Daniels can see are cut down from the left side before the machines can react. Moving forward he pulls the FN 5.7 and starts shooting the Cylons in the head. After his third one he notices three of the ODSTs looking at him "During the first war they would take a few hits and play dead waiting for you to pass them before shooting your ass."
They nodded and drew their own sidearms and joined him when their pistols fired even feet away it caused Danials ears to ring. Seeing his look one of the ODSTs flipped their pistol around and offered it "Here take a look."
He thanked the woman and took the offered pistol, his hand surprisingly dropping from the impressive weight but the grip felt good in his hands and he nodded approvingly as he handed it back. As they checked the bodies, an ODST medic got to work on three wounded Scorpian marines.
Danial held out his own SAW for the ODST to inspect and it didn't take her long to figure out how to open the feed bolt and do a near perfect field inspection of the weapon. "Not bad" was all she had to say.
As Danial checked the bodies of the fallen he managed to find another belt and a half of ammunition for his saw and three full mags for his rifle making him feel better about his munitions concerns. Before continuing to clear the city block by block.
The entire city was swept from top to bottom over the next few hours the last Centurion was gunned down by a passing UNSC fighter Danials learned was called a Longsword. When Danials unit of the 15th Colonial Marines had been deployed before the Battlestars Minos and Perseus had headed out to engage the Cylons they had landed nearly seven thousand men and women in Salene; there were less than a thousand now.
As UNSC dropships arrived and the hundred ODSTs boarded them they headed to the city of CIrus where the UNSC was having some issues.