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So, same rules apply here as well as on Brandon book, [[Atlantis]] Rising. Please excuse any religious or opinionated writing, do not be offended by the cast of enemies, etc.
 
So, same rules apply here as well as on Brandon book, [[Atlantis]] Rising. Please excuse any religious or opinionated writing, do not be offended by the cast of enemies, etc.
  
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Awesome book all in all, so check it out. Oh and if I insult Brandon it's only 'cause I see him as a brother.  
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Awesome book all in all, so check it out. Oh and if I insult Brandon it's only 'cause I see him as a brother. Don't worry he will get me back in his book.
  
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I also have started working on another story
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[[Halo Shock Force]]
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STATUS OF BOOK
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CH 1- Finished
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CH 2- Combined with chapter 3
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CH 3- Combined with chapter 2
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CH 4- Being Edited by my wonderful comrade in arms
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CH 5- I'm working on it
 
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[[Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 5]]
 
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Placed in Kiev
  
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"Suppressive fire! Get me a bead on that squad!" Serpent yelled, opening up with her 50 cal, which soon drowned out all other sounds as she fired from her entrenched position. Moments later, a 40mm artillery cannon spewed a shell directly into the cloud of dust and debris. Soon all the rest of the Angels opened up with various heavy weapons we had scavenged from the armory. The three man S&D squad barely flinched at the onslaught. One of the Supers stopped and fired a few bursts into the entrenched Angels.
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I stood in the middle of the street watching the supers close in on the front lines. It was a slaughter. I wasn't allowed to help though. My orders were to not engage. I watched as a pair of flamers walked up to the entrenchment line and let loose a torrent of flame into the men hiding behind the sandbags and barbed wire. I watched as Marines were crisped inside CROC-5 armor and Rangers flailed around on the ground in agony as their armor crumpled and imploded from heat and their skin blackened and fried from the heat and flame. I smell the grease from their cooking bodies as it dripped from their quickly liquifying skin.  
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It seemed to be a thing with them. Every time the metal Goliaths opened fire, they stopped. They couldn't fire those giant chainguns while moving. They always had to brace themselves.
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"Anytime, Wolf." Serpent said over the comm. She sounded only slightly anxious, which told me she was probably crapping her pants right about now. Or would have been, had she been a normal soldier.
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"Keep your panties on, Serpent. They still need to move a couple yards." Rouge shot back.
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"Just a few more feet..." I whispered. "Ready.... NOW!"
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Rouge rose from the rubble where he had buried himself, chunks of debris falling from his frame as he sprinted towards the Super on the left. The Super reeled back as Matt shoved a spike into the joint between the Goliath's helmet and the shoulder pauldren. The spike was an improvised explosive that I had made a bunch of, using railroad spikes and lots and lots of good old C4.
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Rouge gave one last punch before the Super slammed the side of his gun arm into Rouge's stomach. Matt was sent flying into the wall, which promptly fell over on top of him, burying him for the second time in as many minutes.
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"Rouge!" I yelled, leaping from my hiding place on the second floor balcony of a nearby building. I slid my spike into the same Super's neck seal. It slid pretty far in, but in my haste to get their attention off Rouge I didn't put all my momentum behind it.
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The Super toppled, unprepared for my extra weight. I rolled off him and straight into the Flamer's leg. He pointed his weapon at me, but I kicked it upwards, the flame shooting just over my head. I pulled my self up and dove for Rouge's battered form. I pushed the detonator mid-dive and was propelled forward towards the crumbled bricks. I ignored the searing heat on my back and grabbed a hold of Rouge's shoulder, dragging him the last couple feet to cover.
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"You alright?" I asked through clenched teeth.
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"Yeah, just dandy. How are you." He groaned sarcastically.
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"Loving my job, baby." I replied as debris from the explosion rained around us. ''That'' Super team was gone. I rolled over and pushed myself to my knees. "Oh yeah, I love my job."
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"5, no 7 super teams inbound. Can't hold out much longer." Serpent said over the din of the battle.
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"We have to go in there." Rouge yelled above the whine of the engine's.
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"We can't. Our orders are to stay in the air until everything is clear. A single burst from that Golaith Super in the right place and we could go down." The pilot said.
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"I know. I don't like it anymore. But we are hurt and we can help by getting this stuff back to our labs."
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A Sword pushed through the barbed wire, barbs scratching across his armor, using his sword to cut his way through. He stepped up on the small wall that some Rangers had recently been occupying, well until a mortar hit killing them instantly. The Sword lifted his shotgun up to a young soldiers chest and pulled the trigger. A hole a foot in diameter was blown straight through his back. Another was quickly impaled on the Supers blade. A Golaith following the his brothers example, waded through the defensive line and slammed his gun down onto a marine crushing the mans skull. Another jumped the line and slammed a young soldier into the wall, powdering the man's ribcage. I looked past the line to see a second wave. Some 50 Supers advancing towards my front line.
  
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"We can jump." He said pulling the stimpacks out of his satchel and sticking them in a storage bin.
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This wasn't war, this was a slaughter, and I couldn't do anything to help. I was forced to watch as the men under my command were ravaged and slain. Just then my aid signaled me that I was getting an incoming message from a higher up.
  
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"The armor would survive. You, however would be splattered on the inside." I said
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"Angel 27 this is General Hayes I'm giving you three pairs of Gremlin fighters. This is all the support I can get to you right now. Good luck."  
  
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Rouge pulled the last stim out and pulled his pack off stowing it above his head. He looked at the stim pack in his hand.
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"Roger that Sir." I said before opening a comm with said fighters.
  
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"Rouge your to hurt to help. Your ribs are cracked and your bleeding internally."  
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"Lone Wolf, this is Gremlin One-Seven-One, what are your orders."  
  
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"I want a pair of you to come straight down the street towards my location. I have supers overrunning my lines and we are about to break. If we are defeated they will have a straight shot at the capital building and we still have one hour before everyone is evacuated. We have to hold. Unload everything you have on the monsters on the other side of my line and then pull out to get resupplied, the rest of you circle the city and make sure no enemy air units enter this fight."
  
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"Rouge what are you doing." He held the stim pack up and backed up towards the door.
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"But Sir the 100 yard protocal says....."
  
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"Don't do it. Your genes are already stessed and your blood is a chemical coctail." I said
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I watched as an older Marine's side was torn open by another shotgun blast. The advancing line of Supers was an imposing sight.
  
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He jammed the neddle into the injection port in his leg and backed out of the ship.
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"I don't have time, they are breaking through, DO IT NOW."
  
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"Don't" I yelled. I watched as he fell towards the ground.
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"Yes sir."
  
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"ROUGE." I picked up another Stim and stuck it into my own thigh before running down the short hold to the hatch and throwing myself out.
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Almost immeadeatly I heard the roar of a jet behind me. I watched the regs cringe at the sound of the engines and saw a pair of shadow's pass over me. Another 200 yards and then they opened up. The roar of the macine guns deafened all that still had their hearing and I watched in satisfaction as the supers on the other side of the line were torn apart by bullets. The Gremlins let loose their missiles and at once I saw a super catch one to the chest. Almost as fast as they had come the two fighters disappeared. The advancing Supers had not only been halted, they had been torn apart, none were left unhurt.The remaining infantry, emboldened by the air strike, rallied together and drove the remaining Supers back from our lines.

Latest revision as of 21:45, 9 December 2010

Yo everybody,

I'm Brandon's friend Jamie Knox. This is my book.

So, same rules apply here as well as on Brandon book, Atlantis Rising. Please excuse any religious or opinionated writing, do not be offended by the cast of enemies, etc.

Awesome book all in all, so check it out. Oh and if I insult Brandon it's only 'cause I see him as a brother. Don't worry he will get me back in his book.

I also have started working on another story Halo Shock Force

STATUS OF BOOK

CH 1- Finished

CH 2- Combined with chapter 3

CH 3- Combined with chapter 2

CH 4- Being Edited by my wonderful comrade in arms

CH 5- I'm working on it

Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 1

Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 2

Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 3

Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 4

Reaper's First Drop: Chapter 5

Placed in Kiev

I stood in the middle of the street watching the supers close in on the front lines. It was a slaughter. I wasn't allowed to help though. My orders were to not engage. I watched as a pair of flamers walked up to the entrenchment line and let loose a torrent of flame into the men hiding behind the sandbags and barbed wire. I watched as Marines were crisped inside CROC-5 armor and Rangers flailed around on the ground in agony as their armor crumpled and imploded from heat and their skin blackened and fried from the heat and flame. I smell the grease from their cooking bodies as it dripped from their quickly liquifying skin.

A Sword pushed through the barbed wire, barbs scratching across his armor, using his sword to cut his way through. He stepped up on the small wall that some Rangers had recently been occupying, well until a mortar hit killing them instantly. The Sword lifted his shotgun up to a young soldiers chest and pulled the trigger. A hole a foot in diameter was blown straight through his back. Another was quickly impaled on the Supers blade. A Golaith following the his brothers example, waded through the defensive line and slammed his gun down onto a marine crushing the mans skull. Another jumped the line and slammed a young soldier into the wall, powdering the man's ribcage. I looked past the line to see a second wave. Some 50 Supers advancing towards my front line.

This wasn't war, this was a slaughter, and I couldn't do anything to help. I was forced to watch as the men under my command were ravaged and slain. Just then my aid signaled me that I was getting an incoming message from a higher up.

"Angel 27 this is General Hayes I'm giving you three pairs of Gremlin fighters. This is all the support I can get to you right now. Good luck."

"Roger that Sir." I said before opening a comm with said fighters.

"Lone Wolf, this is Gremlin One-Seven-One, what are your orders."

"I want a pair of you to come straight down the street towards my location. I have supers overrunning my lines and we are about to break. If we are defeated they will have a straight shot at the capital building and we still have one hour before everyone is evacuated. We have to hold. Unload everything you have on the monsters on the other side of my line and then pull out to get resupplied, the rest of you circle the city and make sure no enemy air units enter this fight."

"But Sir the 100 yard protocal says....."

I watched as an older Marine's side was torn open by another shotgun blast. The advancing line of Supers was an imposing sight.

"I don't have time, they are breaking through, DO IT NOW."

"Yes sir."

Almost immeadeatly I heard the roar of a jet behind me. I watched the regs cringe at the sound of the engines and saw a pair of shadow's pass over me. Another 200 yards and then they opened up. The roar of the macine guns deafened all that still had their hearing and I watched in satisfaction as the supers on the other side of the line were torn apart by bullets. The Gremlins let loose their missiles and at once I saw a super catch one to the chest. Almost as fast as they had come the two fighters disappeared. The advancing Supers had not only been halted, they had been torn apart, none were left unhurt.The remaining infantry, emboldened by the air strike, rallied together and drove the remaining Supers back from our lines.

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