Snippet #1573759

"Alright, withdraw slowly...I'll cover you as well as I can, just don't do anything rash or stupid Helljumpers." Michale replied over his com. "Roger that Spartan 159 Delta fall back while the Spartan 159 covers your escape Thomas when your in the green Ill follow" Thomas Stood up as he Threw out a smoke grenade screening the squads movement as they crossed another boundary toward the wall of the valley some 500 Meters south headed toward the relay station. he could only pray for Michale as he kept the suppressive fire up. Michale had since resumed suppression With the MLAG as he sprayed the enemy waves with burst after burst of .50 SLAP rounds into the mob of covenant. After about thirty seconds Michale popped up smoke and grabbed the last ammo can of 500 rounds. "Spartan 159 this is Delta actual im bounding back 100 Meters keep um off me would yea." As a hail of plasma punched thorough he smoke a few rounds hitting the armmor plating for the gunner on the MLAG. not wanting to waste any more time Michal picked the gun up and began to sprint towards a fallen tree it would be the last place he would set up the MLAG then he was going to be dry and have to fall back. but if he could cover their tracks long enough the covenant might lose them in the woods.

Thomas heard the transmission and stopped on the side of the mountain as Delta squad filed past him and raised the 99D-S2 and peered through the reticule He was no spartan but he was a hell of a shot. he took a knee and took a breath as the first elite pushed his face through the smoke. a deafening roar was heard as the first shot left the barrel as he squeezed the trigger. the round punched through the shields as it impacted into the eliet's head Dropping it where it had poked through Thomas exhaled as the world around him slowed as another punched through the smoke and he took aim again this time putting a round through its neck. As he went to scan for more targets he could see some movement in the brush against the mouth of the valley. jackles. Thomas took aim as a bead of sweat rolled down his face it wasnt aiming at him thank god but it had its sights focused on something and that was no good Thomas squeezed the trigger as the round traveled across the battle field. and impacted in its chest picking it up and launching it backwards.