.:. Block Test(Finale) .:.
The Spartan team has fought long and hard. The end is here. It is the final dash to the hanger, the onli opening for the Spartans to escape this facility. Injured and 1 down, the team carries on the mission. Their ammo count is low, their body fatigued, and their morale is low. Though bred to fight, Spartan I know that his team was almost at their limit. And the onli way to survive...is to fight.
The Spartans bolted through door after door, trying to make up for lost time. They came to the hanger door. The door sprang opened, revealing covenants...waiting in anticipation. There are packs of Grunts, Jackels, menacing Elites, Ghosts with grunts on it and a Wraith, the plasma cannon on it primed to fire. The Wraith released the plasma missle...hurtling towards the Spartan team. The Spartans ducked under the cover of the corridor, as the blast shook and thundered. The Spartans took the cover from the blast smoke to run for cover. Hiding behind unmaned Ghosts and Wraiths, they began their last stand. The auto-turret on the Wraiths tracked the Spartans, leaving scorching plasma trails on the Spartan's footsteps. The Wraith was the largest threat, meaning it had highest priority. Dalvin and Eco fired rounds from their assault rifle, onli to see it spark off the Wraith's armour. The turret targetted at the duo and blared, pinning them down. The covenants are closing in, and being stuck at a spot means danger. Dalvin swung open the weapon pack on his back, the awesome M19 SSM Rocket launcher, loaded and ready to be released. Dalvin raised it onto his shoulder, stood in a squat position. Eco raised his assault rifle and provided covering fire. Dalvin took aim through the scope...the reticle turned red. The 102mm high explosive rocket zoomed across the hanger. The Wraith strafed in an attempt to avoid the rocket, but it was too slow. The Wraith erupted in blue flames, as blue armour plates flew around.
It revealed a door behind it, their target. The team ran across the hanger, bullets spewing from the rifles. They reached the door, onli to find it locked. Chem ducked as plasma trailed behind. They monitored the area, the onli cover available are weapon crates...better than nothing. They made short work of the crates, forming a barricade before their shields were depleted. Dalvin took out his notepad, plugged into the covenant mainframe and started to work. Eco, Chem, and Bio formed a defensive shield as Dalvin worked. Bio drew out the S2 AM Sniper Rifle, and passed it to Chem, who was injured in the torso and not very mobile. Chem propped himself on the wall, raised the sniper to eye level, and fired away.
Eco and Bio expended cartridge after cartridge. Grunts fell one by one, Elites roared, only to be finished off seconds later. Whenever a covenant got close, Chem fired. The 14.5mm flew, white smoke trailed the path, and the covenant fell. This carried on, as Dalvin carried on working on the door, occasionally returning fire when an annoying Grunt missed him.
Suddenly, a beam of thick green plasma fuel bolted towards the team. "Incoming!" shouted Eco over the comm. Dalvin ducked, the beam splashing across the plasma bolted door. Plasma fuel fall on Dalvin, as his shield sparked alive. Two Hunters, blur colored heavily armored hive creatures, each arm equipped with a fuel rod cannon and a thick covenant metal shield respectively. Bio squeezed the trigger, the Hunter continued to move forward, the shells falling helplessly upon hitting the shield. Bio unclipped a grenade from his belt, and lobbed it towards to Hunters. The grenade exploded, the shrapnels having no effect on the Hunter's armour. A Hunter released another plasma fuel beam. Bio jumped sideways, as the beam slammed a weapon crate where Bio just was 2 seconds ago, sending the crate hurtling away, crashing to the ground. It was impossible to kill the Hunters this way, he had to do something. He looked back at Dalvin typing away on the notepad. He drew his pistol and jumped over the barricade. Dalvin noticed the green dot on his radar moving, and turned around, only to see his teammate charging away. He stood up to motion for Bio to return, but a plasma fuel beam came from the side. It hit Dalvin square in the shoulders, the shields crackled and fail under the attack, sending Dalvin flying to the floor. He raised himself, the metal plate over his shoulder totally melted off, revealing the smoking black rubber suit underneath. He knew his must hurry.
Bio rolled as the Hunter fired. He charged forward, aiming as much as possible at the head. It angered the Hunter, as it raised the shield to melee the assasin. Bio noticed an opening under the shield, and dived under. The shield came crashing down, digging straight into the ground. As Bio slid across the floor, he turned himself over, aimed the pistol at the waist of the Hunter. One clear shot was all it took, and red blood splashed across the floor. The Hunter fell. Bio picked himself up, onli to be surrounded by a more covenant. He fired both his pistol and rifle, as he dashed for the nearest cover, away from the team, alone.
Only Eco and Chem are left to protect Dalvin. Their defence could not hold out longer under the increasing hostiles. Most of their barricade was wasted, belt empty, and bullets low. Chem used up the rest of the sniper rounds, and abandoned the sniper. He raised himself up, picked up his assault rifle and continued firing. Onli a few minutes left till the code for the door is decoded. The heat from the covenant attack is increasing. The Grunts fall easily, but the hords Elites are the problem. The battle was chaotic. The Spartans were greatly outnumbered, with no way to escape. Their rifles had run out, and had to resort to hand to hand combat. The notepad clicked, as the hanger door raised. Dalvin picked up his rifle and aided his teammates. He cut down the closest Elite. A Hunter behind fired a blast. Eco jumped infront of Dalvin, tanking the shot. He flew backwards...slamming to the wall. The Hunter primed another shot. Chem pushed Dalvin through the door. Dalvin stumbled, trying to get back to the hanger to help his friends. He saw Eco nodding towards him, as he fell through the door. The last thing Dalvin saw was the door closing, with chem opposite and a plasma fuel beam behind him. He fell, as the door shook. The green dot on his radar disappeared. Dalvin got up and pounded the door. He wanted to go in and save his friends..
Dalvin slumped to the ground. He had totally failed. He looked at the detanator on his thigh, eyes ablazed. He pressed the button, and the timer on his HUD started ticking. Dalvin ran...and ran...as seconds fall. He saw light coming from the front, for once in very long time. He ran up to the surface, jus as the timer reached 0. The underground facility cracked, as the bomb inside detanated. The ground burst into pieces behind him, as Dalvin ran. The facility burst into flames, lifting Dalvin off his feet. Dalvin flew and landed heavily on the ground.
B4 he went unconscious, she flashed across his eyes.
Dalvin woke up, lifting slabs of debris off him. His visor had cracked, his armour blackened with ashes. He looked back...the ruins. It was a black mass, with blue flames spewing. He stared in regret. Was it because he was not prepared? Was he not good enough? Had he given his all? He could onli lie there, tears flowing down the dry Spartan face. He punched the sandy floor, had he be better all would have survived. It was his fault. He had failed. The black debris, a representation of his feelings. The blue flame, a symbol of the spirit he and his Spartans bore. He failed.
Yup tat is the end of my Block Test Series. Its been fun typing it. I was just trying to use a new method to express my feelings for my bad block test results...haiz
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