09-16-2013
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Meanwhile:
Burke was on the bridge of The King Raven. He was in the process of getting finalized status updates from the teams that he had assigned into combat. Burke was hitting the bottom of the barrel with the number of ODSTs he had under his direct command, as a large number of ODSTs were deployed from The King Raven at the start of the battle. However, Burke did manage to work out his teams, and he had filled his portion of the roster.
Burke: Signal the Command Ship...inform Admiral Harrison that I am ready on my end. All of our teams are ready to go on his order.
Burke paused for a moment, looking over the manifest for The King Raven.
Operations Officer: Aye sir...message away.
Burke: Helm...during the engagement...keep our port side to any incoming that is directed at us. We still have battle damage on our starboard side from our first scuffle, and I am not looking to make things worse over there.
Helm Officer: Yes sir!
Burke: Ops...make sure damage control teams are at the ready. We are definatly going to need them to respond at a moment's notice if we take any serious hits.
Operations Officer: Yes sir.
Burke simply nodded in approval. He waited for the coming battle.
Meanwhile:
Yates and ODST Black Team were moving through the corridors of the Vigorous Inferno, heading to one of the axillary ODST Bays. Black 2 was leading the group, as he looked at his PDA.
Yates: Give me some good news Black 2. What do you have for us?
Black 2: I have a team name...and a launch location. According to the fleet chatter, Harrison has managed to organize a few teams here. The closest one to where we are is Whiskey Force - currently located in Axillary launch bay 3. They are a team of 6, and their primary responsibility was to arm explosive charges on the driver coils of the Covenant command ship.
Yates: Sounds good to me. Those are the guys you are going to replace.
Black 2: We are not far from their launch point. It is about 50 meters down this corridor.
Yates and Black Team picked up the pace a little, until they were right outside the launch bay. They stood outside the door, as they prepped their weapons.
Black 1 looked at the rest of Black Team, as he raised his hand. He counted down from 5. The moment his hand turned into a fist, Black 2 opened the door, and Black Team stormed into the launch bay. Without even so much as a greeting, or even a single sound, Black Team moved forward, with their weapons raised, and shot down each and every single member of Whiskey Force, before any member of Whiskey Force could even turn around to see their killers.
Yates waited a few moments. When he heard the gunfire stop, he entered the launch bay.
Yates: Good work men. Let's take care of these bodies.
Yates saw that there were six pods ready, yet only 4 members of Black Team. Yates then had an idea.
Yates: We have two spare pods...and six dead bodies. Do you think we can stuff three corpses into a single pod?
Black 2: Yes...
Everyone looked at Black 2.
Black 2: With room for one more in each...if you really push...and cram them in...
Black 3: Ummm...how do you know that?
Yates: Who cares...that was the answer I was looking for. Come on...help me get rid of these bodies. The last thing we need is Harrison finding out that Whiskey Team's transponders never left the ship. That is just 20 questions waiting to happen.
Yates helped Black Team moved the dead bodies into the two spare pods, putting three bodies per pod. The process itself took several minutes, but the task was accomplished just as Black 2 said it would be.
Black 2: See? Told ya!
Yates: Good work men. Now...get those last four pods...get over there...and make sure that command ships stays in the fight.
Black Team nodded, and they each began to load into their own respective pods. However, Black 1 stopped, and looked at Yates.
Black 1: Sir...I HIGHLY recommend that you get off this ship. It would be much safer if you returned to The Ulterior Motive.
Yates: You may be right Black 1...you may be right.
Black 1: The Pelican we came here in is equipped with stealth systems. You could sneak out and nobody would be the wiser.
Yates: Good call...I think I will do that.
Yates sighed. He then saluted Black 1.
Yates: Good luck son...I know you, and your team will do us proud. Humanity is counting on you. We both know how important it is for The Trust to get what it needs. The future of man kind depends on it. Keep us ion the game.
Black 1: Yes sir!
Yates nodded. Black 1 entered his pod, and he readied himself for launch. Yates waited a moment, but then turned to leave the launch bay, intent on making his way to the Vigorous Inferno's hanger bay before the situation made his escape any more difficult.
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