another halo short story. here in the description. buck pulled the trigger and let the bullets fly. the grunt was dead on the spot. he slid the silenced pistol onto the magnet holster. <reinforcements> "crap," he glanced around then dodged a sniper shot. more of them. a lot more of them. "nothing like a good firefight eh, dutch?" over the comms was the reply, "for sure boss." and the chain gun burst into life. buck picked up the sniper from the jackel. "whens the next group of grunts coming anyway?" Dutch asked as the last brute fell. "just give em a second..." <reinforcements> "there ya go." <catch, on!> "oh, frick..." buck whirled around and sprinted for cover. "dutch get outta there!" buck vaulted over a bush that was completely solid. dutch nodded, dropped the chain gun and barely missed being stuck by a grenade. several more of the blue orbs rained toward him. dutch grinned under his helmet and easily sidestepped them."stupid covies never get smarter." buck nodded then let his smg sing its deadly song. <reinforcements> "again? why so soon?" <reinforcements> "now hold on just a second-" <reinforcements> "we're gonna get overrun, boss, get out of there, hunters!" buck didn't hear dutch in time. all of a sudden he was sailing through the air and slammed, with a sickening crunch, into the ground. <reinforcements> something flashed across dutch's HUD <last man standing> "great. one ODST against half a fleet of covies." [end of this installment lol]
343 and bungie.
