Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20150423015312/@comment-24852191-20150922225317


 * Landry rolls his eyes. Just then, Lt. Hanchel runs into the make-shift infermary.

Lt. Hanchel: Sir, the Covenant! They're here!

Landry: I don't have time for this. I want all of you out here, on the double. Doctor, you see if you can't get Phoenix to snap out of it.


 * Landry and Lt. Hanchel walk put the door. They take their posistions along the make-shift wall on top of the remains of the skyscraper surronding the base. Landry looks through a pair of binoculars. Numerous enemy units inbound to their positions. Grubts in front, Jackles behind them, and Hunters and Elites behind them. Wraith mortar tanks behind the infantry stop and begin firing massive balls of plasma into the UNSC positions. Most personel take cover. Banchee atmospheric support craft straif the UNSC positions.


 * Men mounting the M41 anti-aircraft gattling guns on the Warthogs desparetly try to fend the Banchees off. One explodes into a little blue sun with parts of it shooting into every direction. The gunner responsible gets a slap on the back for a job well done. Some of the naval personel yell in response to the event, a handfull of marines give off their classic "Oo-Rha", but all the ODSTs stay at their positions as if none had noticed the burning wreck.