Lost Spartans: Yellow Team

Intro



On the ship Sand Dune a lost battle rages on....

"This is Capitan Lawein, prepare to evacuate the ship. I repeat evacuate the ship. All personnel to lifebo-" An explosion cut off his sentence. The Bridges door had been blown out and through the smoke an Elite in gold armor walked in. The captain stood up and looked the Elite in the eye. "You are one Ugly alien bastard!" The Elite raised its plasma rifle and fired three successive shots hitting the Captain in the chest and shoulder. The smell of burnt flesh quickly filled up the bridge. The rest of the flight crew was rounded up and executed.

In another part of the ship fighting is still heavy as the humans attempt to get to the lifepods. A group of Marines following four Spartans in their green MJLONIR armor. The Spartans stop every few minutes see if they are being followed. They can hear the footsteps of grunts coming closer. The lead Spartan raises his arm signaling for a stop. One of the other Spartans steps forward. There is a number two in his shoulder. "Sir, we'll never make it if they keep going this fast. We need to slow those grunts down. I volunteer to stay back and cover you for as long as I can" The Lead spartan puts his hand on the others shoulder and looks him in the face. "I'm sorry but i'm not going to allow you to do that. We can all make it out of here. Now lets go!" He turns to keep going but a marine steps forward. "We can hold them off for you. They're gonna need you a lot more then us when everyone gets off this ship. The covenant are gonna be all over them on that planet down there. I know I can't order you to leave us but I can tell you that if you don't you'll only be wasting more lives." The grunt's breathing can be heard now. The spartan looks at the marines for a moment before turning "Yellow team...Lets got moving before we all end up dying for no reason." The Spartans take off and turn around the corner. "Ok boys lets buy them enough time to get off this ship." The marines turn towards the hallway the grunts are coming down. "Prepare to fire at will."

The Spartans don't slow down when they hear the firing of marines MA5B assault rifles and then silence. The Spartans turn the corner and find themselves in the lifepod hallway. "Quick theres on left! Lets get on it before the ship blows. The four Spartans pile onto the pod. One of the Spartans with a number four on his arm hops into the pilot seat. "Strap in guys. Its gonna be one hell of a ride." The lifepod door closes and it detaches from the Sand Dune. The lifepod drifts for a few moments before the thrusters kick in and drive them towards the unknown planet below....

Chapter 1

The lifepod entered the unknown plant's atmosphere. The intense heat of the re-entry burning away the outer protective layers of the lifepod. The Spartan at the controls picks up the intercom and says, "Prepare for impact. Our landing thrusters are out." Moments later the lifepod impacted into a field. Sliding along the dirt for a few hundred feet. Finally setting down among a huge cloud of smoke and dirt. The lifepod's door slides open and the four Spartans walk out.

The spartan with he number one on his shoulder talks into his mic. "This is yellow one. Are there any UNSC Forces out there?" Nothing responds and he repeats his message. "I repeat. This is yellow one. Are there any UNSC forces out there?". No one responds to his message. "Ok team it looks like we may be on our own for awhile." A voice comes over there headsets. "This is Marine squad Alpha one. We read you Yellow one. But we are under a major covenant attack and cannot lend you any support what are you coordinates?"
Yellow one looks at his GPS system. "Our coordinates are as follows. 70 north and 48 east." He could here the marine tapping into a computer. Probably one of the personal computers a marine issued. "Ok you guys are just 3 miles ahead of us. You can make it on foot and hit them from the rear. Good luck you guys we'll be waiting." The link went dead leaving the Spartans on there own again.

"Ok men. You heard them those marines need our help. Lets get a move on and go kick some covenant ass." The other Spartans agreed. "101 go take point we don't know if the covenant know we landed behind them. 043 you got the rear 013 your with me." The spartan with the number 2 ran to the front of them and the spartan with the 4 ran to cover their back. "Move out."

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