Second Journey :: The Role

[one_one_se7en]

"Contacts. Stand by."

The Master Chief knew there were probably more than a hundred of them -- Motion sensors were off the scale. He wanted to see them for himself, though; his years made that lesson clear: 'Machines break. Eyes don't'.

The Spartans that composed his team for the moment covered his sides, each of them with varying patience inside their MJOLNIR suits of armor. Someone had once commented that they looked like Greek war gods in the armor... But his Spartans were far more effective and ruthless than Homer's gods had ever been.

He snaked the fiber-optic probe up and over the three-meter-high stone ridge. When it was in place, the Master Chief linked it to his helmet's HUD. On the other side he saw a valley with eroded rock walls and a river meandering through it... And camped along the banks were hundreds of Grunts, Jackals, Brutes, and Elites, with a handful of pairs of Hunters around the camp.

The Master Chief detached the optics cable, and took a step back from the rock wall. He passed the tactical information along his companions over a secure COM channel. Like him, encased in battle armor easily weighting half a ton. All armed with energy shields protecting them from the plasma, enough speed not to be even noticed in the seconds they all ran exposed on the field, and enough strength to toss even the biggest Hunter among them.

"Are the mines set?"

This is what being a Spartan is like. When two of them against a almost a thousand of them are poor odds for their enemies.

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[kyouya_okaasan]

Despite the number and the size of the opposing side, the mines had been placed in a manner that would limit their movement and cause a limited advance that would make it more manageable to last against them and minimize loses. "They are, it will prevent from attempting to flank left."

He might have not been there physically, but everything had been planned out and calculated. Each communication and position being monitored as well as the resources available in the area.

[one_one_se7en]

The Master Chief holds the communicator in his helmet. Kyouya was not in sight, but he nonetheless continues to transmit the information right over to him -- and receiving the information about the rest of the mines.

So we're taking right and center, he comes to think. With the way the mines had all been laid out the night before on the field, they would all the manageable in the middle of the crisis.

Once it's done, they could board the ship.

"Are you coming?"

Jokingly, but even then, he was still going to protect his position if need be, wherever he was.

[kyouya_okaasan]

"I've dispatched plenty of others to re-enforce the right side for you. It would be shame for me to be distracted and miss any crucial changes or details regarding their movements." Besides he was more useful for analysis and strategy that strength and combat, that was the reason that he had the position he had. "Though if you think it's too much for you to handle I can find some additional units to help."

[one_one_se7en]

"I'll be fine."

Not that he doesn't appreciate the help. Playing their cards well, they could strike down as they're fragmented. It was going to turn into a massive fight, and having an eye on the sky would help him as it happens.

The Master Chief readies. The explosions could probably flare the Kyouya's view from the sky, but putting his hopes on the way he proposed to lay down the explosives, he may still get to have a good view on them even in the moment of the detonation.

Kyouya does his job well. It'll be his turn to do the same.

"Commencing attack. Keep me posted."

He pushes the trigger. And seeks for threats.

[kyouya_okaasan]

Also with it coming from a single direction it would momentarily cause the enemy forces to focus in that direction, thus leaving more vulnerable and prone for being flanked. "The initial charges will blow in ten, followed by a secondary."

[one_one_se7en]

"Understood." Good plan. All the more space to strike. His feet position themselves ready to run. He waits a few more seconds. "Detonation in five..."

Four. Three. Two. One.

The white glow and the shockwave in the distance hits the camp before the sound of the explosion does.

The part of the camp that was not hit by the explosions is immediately woken up, rushing and screaming in reports of the threat. -- And then another one follows, claiming part of those that had moved. into that position.

Kyouya was a great planner.

"Good job."

Now for his part. He ventures out, neutralizing threats as he moves forward in the middle of the confusion. Amidst smoke, plasma and physical rounds fired without knowledge of their origins, the Covenant was only vaguely aware there was a Demon within their midst.

He needs to get to below the Grav Lift. Toss a HAVOK Tactical Nuclear Device. Accomplish his obective.

SPARTAN-117 takes cover. He spots a general and three teams that have taken notice of him. He engages the nearest team.

"Found a general."

[kyouya_okaasan]

Kyouya was rather pleased that the initial engagement had went so smoothly and that they had actually responded in the predicted manner. Then again the amount of research that had gone into learning their mannerisms and mode of operation had made it fairly straightforward.

Now was the more cumbersome part since there were a number of other possibilities and combinations of situations in play. In front of him was a display of the teams that had been deployed, and details of the enimies as they came in. News of the general though brought everything to a momentary pause. "Good, dispatch the team and capture the general if possible."

Perhaps they would be able to get additional information if they were to manage to do so.