[Halo] New! Halo RPG Pt. 11

[Naked Crook]

Black 1 turned and leaped behind a desk as the flash bang went off. Black 2, 3, and 4 were caught off guard. However, they knew their positioning in the room. Despite being almost blinded by the flash bang, they tossed themselves down behind cover, using a large computer station as a shield. Black 1 could hear the gun fire. Due to the fact that Black 1 had turned away and partially shielded himself, he was not as dazed. He did his best to shake off the confusion, as he raised his Assault Rifle and provided suppressive fire against the NSW operatives that has dropped the flash bang. Black 1 quickly burned through his clip however, and he was forced to duck back behind cover to reload. As he reloaded, he shouted to the other members of his team. Black 1: Shake it off Black Team! Shake it off!

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 stopped the blind fire, he switched to his SMG and looked at the rest of Black Team. He was ready to fire once they were.

[lynksys]

By now, Whiskey had already dropped out of the vent during the confusion and taken up a good position. She maintained watch as Tango and Foxtrot took only a moment to reload. 3 members of Black Team were bunched together, so they would be easy to keep out of the way. For the moment, the focus would be Black 1 and Black 5 since they were in positions to out maneuver the NSW operatives and gain the upper hand. Foxtrot: Tango, you keep the ones behind the computer terminal put. Whiskey, watch my back and discourage the sniper from moving. I'll move up and see if I can't put a few holes in him. The two acknowledged. Tango went into a crouching position and kept his fingers hovering over the rifle and shotgun triggers to his master key. Stolt began to maneuver towards Black 5, the sniper. It would be better option since Black 5 would more than likely have a smaller weapon, such as an SMG to make up for the larger sniper rifle. Even at point blank, the small caliber SMG rounds wouldn't do much against the ballistic and Kevlar armor. Biggest problem now would be hand 2 hand combat. Stolt could only hope that his countless hours on field and in training would be useful now. Whiskey continued to provide overwatch, aiming at Black 1's position while checking on the other Blacks once in a while.

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 remained in cover, he was waiting for the enemy to make the first move.

[Naked Crook]

Black 1 analyzed his HUD. He could see the tags of the rest of Black Team on his HUD. He could see that Black 2, 3, and 4, were together, and that Black 5 was on the other side of the room. Black 1 knew that the NSW Agents had the room covered pretty well, and that the most problematic issue for them was the positioning of Black 1 and 5. Black 1 thought about the positioning of Black 2, 3, and 4. He had an idea that might be able to exploit the NSW Operatives confidence in their supposed superior positioning. Black 1: 2...3...4... Black 1 paused. Black 1: I need suppression...3 o'clock relative to your position! Black 1 waited. Not but a few seconds later, Black 2, 3, and 4 all drew their automags and blind fired from behind cover, all aiming in the general direction. Black 1 peeked out the side of his cover, and saw Stolt moving towards Black 5. Black 1: Black 5...you have a hostile moving up on you! Black 1 moved his Assault rifle around the corner of his cover and fired at Stolt, trying to hinder Stolt's movements.

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 turned and saw Stolt moving up behind him. Black 5 froze, Stolt was standing in front of him...one of his friends...someone he had known for a very long time. He couldn't shoot...his body wanted to, but he literally could not shoot. Black 5 tried to fight it, he tried to urge himself to shoot, but something was fighting him. Something he couldn't bear to explain to anyone... Black 5 saw Stolt raise his rifle, so Black 5 had only one option. He charged at Stolt and tackled him into a computer station.

[lynksys]

Tango cooly returned fire towards Black 2, 3, and 4 firing in short, controlled bursts followed by a shell from the 8 gauge shotgun undermount. The benefit of having two weapons in one was that there was no pause needed. Simply reload one while firing with the other. Of course it would be nice if he hit any of them with the 7.62 mm AP rounds from the rifle or nailed a limb with the buckshot, but that wasn't very likely in these conditions. Whenever bullets ventured too close for his comfort, he'd shift positions of pop into cover for a bit. Whiskey let out two 3 round bursts from her Battle Rifle as soon as she saw Black 1 break from cover to shoot at Stolt. Stolt felt something graze the armored plating on his side, but he knew he'd be fine. He didn't bother to return fire to Black 1, or even look at the ODST. He knew his teammates would stick to their jobs and take care of the problem for him. Stolt raised his rifle towards Black 5 when he got in range and squeezed the trigger to the shotgun of his Master Key. Had it been any regular person on the business end, they would have been blown apart from the 8 gauge shell. But not this one. This person was faster than a regular human. Too fast. Just as the round went off, Black 5 cleared the barrel and had already pushed Stolt into the computer station. Stolt acted out of muscle memory. Quickly, he shrimped himself, raising his knees to his chest and pushing out, boots impacting against Black 5's chest. As Black 5 lost his position and no longer had Foxtrot against the computer station, gravity pulled Stolt down. Quickly, he rolled out of the way and started to pump another shell into the chamber.

[Hells Sniper]

Black 5 stumbled backwards. He didn't want to kill Stolt...he couldn't do it. Black 5 saw Stolt load another shell into the chamber, he had to disarm Stolt before he could get another shot off. Black 5 ran forward at Stolt and before he could react, swatted the gun out of his hands with his cybernetic arm. The gun landed on the far side of the room. Black 5 then sent a punch to Stolt and swept his foot at Stolt's legs.

[Naked Crook]

Black 1 reached to his side and pulled pout a grenade. He activated the fuse and tossed it over his shoulder. Black 1 had no idea where the grenade would land, but despite this, he had to take a chance. Black 1: Frag out! The grenade sailed through the air, and landed right between Tango and Whiskey. On the other hand, Black 2, 3, and 4 had heard the the call from Black 1. They looked at each other and nodded. They each drew a frag grenade and tossed them from cover, across the room, towards Tango's and Whiskey's location. Black 1 readied himself. As soon as he heard the explosion, he was going to exit cover and take the two NSW Operatives down. Black 1 signaled 2, 3, and 4 by tapping his radio 3 times. Each member of Black Team responded, ready for their signal to engage.

[lynksys]

Whiskey and Tango had no time to stare at the grenades as they landed closeby. The overpressure alone would be enough to kill them in the closed quarters. To run away would mean to be shot down in the back, something no Special Forces member would ever do. They had been trained to do the radical, after all. The only practical option would be to move closer Black Team. It was their highest chance of survival. Or at least, it would lengthen their lives for a few more minutes. Whiskey and Tango dashed towards the computer terminal which Black 2, 3, and 4 were camping behind. Tange: Where the hell are those agents? Stolt felt the impact of Black 5's punch to his chest, but the impact was heavily dampened as the brunt of the blow smashed into his plating and the energy dispersed throughout the multiple layers of Kevlar and ballistic gel underneath. Soon after the blow to his chest, he felt his legs being swept out under him. Once again, gravity did it's job and Stolt landed on his back at Black 5's feet. In one swift motion, Stolt drew his M6D and pushed off of Black 5's legs, sliding across the tile floor. As he slid away from the hostile, Stolt carefully took 2 well aimed shots at Black 5's right knee, one of the weakest points in the ODST suits.