originally posted in:The New Dojo
[b]A UNSC Pelican raced meters above the ground towards the Dojo. A voice spoke.[/b]
Once we get there, I want Fred and Linda covering our flanks. James and I will take point. Understood?
[i]Yes sir.[/i]
Good. Do a final weapons check. 10 seconds.
[b]The Pelican came to a screeching halt above the Dojo. Four figures jumped out, the figures being UNSC Blue Team.[/b]
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In the distance, another Pelican can be seen approaching the area. It flys low, passing their position before a figure drops out, landing roughly half a kilometer away.
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The hell...? [i]Sir...?[/i] Ready weapons. [b]With the Chief and Linda in front, they formed a bent staple formation (basically a trapezoid).[/b]
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Their comms crackle to life, an unfamiliar voice is heard. "Blue team, be advised friendlies are in the area. Do not engage, I repeat, do not engage friendlies. Over."
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Copy that. I thought we were the only team out here, over.
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"Officially, you are. We just got word that ONI is deploying a team in the area as well. Proceed with caution, over." The figure in the distance is moving in on the Dojo from a different direction.
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Copy that, over and out. [b]Blue Team moved into the Dojo, evading everyone, silent like snow.[/b] Prepare for combat. *clicking of weapons*
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A new IFF tag appears on the team's HUD, labeled SE1.
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Okay. Move to him, quickly. Evade all questions if possible. [b]They moved towards his marker, weapons at the ready.[/b]
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The marker seems to be moving faster that should be possible for normal humans, gradually moving towards them. Seconds later two more IFFs pop up, labeled SE2 and SE3.
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Shit. Hold position. [b]They stop, preparing for a gunfight.[/b]
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A new voice channel opens to the team. "Spartan Blue, this is Siera Echo lead. What's your status, over?" The man's voice is quiet and raspy.
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Holding position meters away, over. [b]You notice his voice doesn't sound quite like the Master Chief's.[/b]
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"Acknowledged. Decloaking, stand by." Three figures shimmer into existence rpughly five meters ahead. All are clad in Mjolnir armor.
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Damn it. [b]They moved forward, putting away their weapons. Fred was missing, however. [/b] Good to see another Spartan team out here.
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The leader of the group, number 1, steps forward while lowering his assault rifle. "Likewise Blue team. Didn't expect them to send you."
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I personally didn't expect an assignment here. So, [b]He put away his rifle.[/b] Why are [i]you[/i] here?
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"Classified information, level black. All you need to know is we need to get inside." He replies. The other two Spartans are crouched in the snow nearby, still as stone.
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All right. Good hunting. [b]He turned and started to walk off, then pulled out his rifle and fired at them, the others following suit.[/b]
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The Spartan's energy shields flare up as they dive for cover, returning fire as they do.
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[b]While the main Spartans exchange fire, Fred flanks them, smoking them out with grenades. [/b]
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A sniper round rings out from somewhere nearby, hitting Fred it the shoulder.
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[b]Fred stumbles, but makes it inside a building.[/b] Damn! Should've known they would have a sniper set up somewhere.
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"Blue team! Stand down!" Orders the leader, their IFF tags switching off.
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Twin Mako-Class dropships and 5 Andromedia-class fighters flew next to it, and hailed the pelican [spoiler]Makos look like enlargened Ospreys, and Andromedias look like an Arcadia-class dropship[/spoiler] [u]"You are in a protected airspace, deviate flight path immediately to these coordinates"[/u]
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Changing course, over. [b]The Pelican veered to the right, heading to the coordinates.[/b]