The dropship started again, the engines humming quietly, the whole metal frame shifting upwards.\u00a0 Dust scattered in great tan clouds, dispersed by the current of air coming through the ship’s propellers.\u00a0 The Guardians could make out the grey silhouette of the dropship through the cloak of sand, rising higher and higher.<\/p>\n
“Good luck, Bravo-Nine,” Angela said over the radio as the dropship reached its apex.\u00a0 “Good luck to you, Guardians,” the pilot responded, “You’ll need it more than I do.”\u00a0 And with that, the ship took off, almost immediately disappearing over the lip of the cliff.<\/p>\n
Fireteams Indigo and November were inside a small crevice east of the Fallen outpost.\u00a0 As had been stated to them earlier, they were to split up, with November heading north and west and Indigo heading south and west.\u00a0 November would snipe at the Fallen from behind the cover of rocks on the other side of a river.\u00a0 They had a significant amount of equipment, though it was all light and could be moved quickly if they needed to change cover.\u00a0 The Fallen would naturally try to bring everything to had to take out the sniping Guardians, or at least, that’s what they hoped.<\/p>\n
While the Fallen were distracted, Fireteam Indigo would sneak around behind the Fallen base, drop down a low spot in the ridge, take out the communications array, and run back to the crevice they were originally dropped into.\u00a0 November would join them there and they would work their way east and south to escape the Fallen and get to a human base.<\/p>\n
The dust clouds began to settle, and soon it was silent but for a soft wind.\u00a0 The Guardians sat still for a moment, lost in thought.\u00a0 Angela snapped to work; “Alright, Indigo, November, let’s check our equipment one last time before we move out,” she said, “The Fallen shouldn’t find us out here; patrols are usually pretty scarce around these kinds of outposts.”\u00a0 “Affirmative,” the November Hunter said, “You heard her, team, check every piece of equipment we’ve got, we want to know exactly what we’re dealing with.”\u00a0 Of course they had been relatively careful to grab just what they needed earlier on, before they even got on the dropship, but it was always worth double-checking.<\/p>\n
Leon pulled out all his weapons and ammo and laid them out in front of him, being careful to avoid kicking up too much dust so that nothing would get dirty or messed up.\u00a0 He was carrying a bullpup assault rifle with three long semi-transparent clips and two smaller black clips, a fusion rifle with six batteries, and a machine gun with three drum magazines.\u00a0 On the side of the machine gun was the sentence “Bred of Weyland”.\u00a0 Leon also carried some of the ammo for Angela and Dan, not to mention a high-explosive demolition charge with a timer.\u00a0 Other than these, he didn’t have much, except for a single radio beacon and two frag grenades.<\/p>\n
Looking around, he saw Dan had much of the basic equipment and rations, along with some real basic weapons – scout rifle, pistol, and shotgun – while Angela packed more weapons – pulse rifle, hand cannon, sniper rifle, knife – and tactical equipment.\u00a0 Fireteam November all carried sniper rifles, with plenty of ammunition, along with pulse or scout rifles, and then a second weapon varying between, again, a pistol, a hand cannon, and a fusion rifle.\u00a0 They also carried some tactical equipment and rations.<\/p>\n
“Be sure to check your weapons and ammo thoroughly,” Angela reminded the others as she began to disassemble her weapons for inspection.\u00a0 Leon did likewise, as did Dan.\u00a0 Everything seemed in place, and the ammo clips were all full.\u00a0 All the ammo counters on the weapons seemed to be functional, and the safeties all worked.\u00a0 “All good,” Angela said, “How about you, Dan?”\u00a0 “Everything checks out just fine,” Dan replied.\u00a0 “How about you, November?”\u00a0 “We’re all good.”\u00a0 Turning to Leon, Angela asked how he checked out, and he gave a nod and a thumbs up to indicate everything checked out.<\/p>\n
Everyone packed their weapons back up, and Angela gave the order to move out.\u00a0 The two fireteams bid each-other good luck, and began the brief trek to their target locations.<\/p>\n
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The sun was starting to go down by the time Fireteam Indigo made it to their destination.\u00a0 It had occurred to Leon that their mission should’ve started after midnight, when the Fallen least expected to be attacked and would be most vulnerable to attack.\u00a0 Why had the brass not taken the time into consideration?\u00a0 Maybe they had, and other reasons had simply gotten in the way of a night assault?\u00a0 Leon couldn’t know.<\/p>\n
They were now hidden in a thicket of bushes and trees, waiting for November to give them the word that the Fallen had their attention diverted.\u00a0 They had crept past some Fallen guard towers, being careful to stay out of sight, staying behind cover where possible and trying to avoid being seen.\u00a0 There were very few guards posted at the moment – the main guard tower contained only two Dregs – and they seemed quite lax in their duties, mostly preoccupied with each-other and with small tasks like cleaning their weapons.\u00a0 Angela sent word to November that they were in position, and now awaited their chance to move.<\/p>\n
Angela kept an eye on the compound, while Dan watched to see if there was any commotion with the guards they had just passed.\u00a0 Meanwhile, Leon had time to think.\u00a0 Normally a blessing, this was starting to become a problem.\u00a0 His mind now always drifted back to his inability to speak, never able to shake the depression that was slowly enveloping him.\u00a0 Once or twice during this, he couldn’t help but stare at Angela.<\/p>\n
What he’d give to just tell her\u2026<\/p>\n
A crack of thunder broke the silence, a shout, another shot, and a din of alien voices erupted.\u00a0 November had started shooting.\u00a0 “Get ready,” their leader said over the radio.\u00a0 More cracks of thunder, and the voices only got louder.\u00a0 Leon looked through the shrubbery towards the compound.\u00a0 Alien beings came pouring out of numerous buildings, rushing towards the front gates.\u00a0 More gunshots.\u00a0 Some of the aliens fell, but their comrades did not seem to notice or care.\u00a0 This was the basic feature of the Fallen, indeed of a number of the alien races that humanity faced:\u00a0 the death of one, even of several, did not matter to them.\u00a0 The horde methods of the Fallen, of the Hive, of the Vex; they proved surprisingly effective, if a little foolhardy.<\/p>\n
It would still be a while before Indigo entered the fray; the Fallen were aroused, but the opportune moment would be when they had lost their starting vigor, when they had settled down a bit, even though they were still preoccupied with Fireteam November.\u00a0 As it was, they were too alert; it would be too easy to get spotted, and if Indigo was spotted in the middle of the compound, they’d be crushed.\u00a0 If they held off a while, the Fallen would turn more cautious, and cautious Fallen were always easier to tackle than newly-aroused ones.\u00a0 Right now, they operated as a horde, and there was no way to tackle them individually.\u00a0 If they grew more conservative, they would start operating more individually, and it would be easier to take them on head-to-head.<\/p>\n
The shots rolled across the valley, and the hills, and the cliffs, echoing all across the landscape.\u00a0 And as this happened, ever more Fallen fell.<\/p>\n
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Leon was anxious, and something about Angela and Dan told him they were too.\u00a0 The sun was getting lower, and the sky was turning crimson, the land highlighted in bright oranges and yellows.\u00a0 Every so often a gunshot could be heard.\u00a0 The Fallen were settling down, though, taking cover, playing more conservative.\u00a0 Playing cautious.<\/p>\n
“Now, Indigo, go!”<\/p>\n
Fireteam Indigo snapped into motion, swiftly but smoothly cutting down across the slope, taking cover in various places so that none of the Fallen would see them.\u00a0 They worked their way toward the backsides of a few buildings, probably munitions storage facilities, using them as cover from the Fallen who were out front watching Fireteam November.\u00a0 Silently they crept over to a large door at the back of a central structure – this was where they needed to go.\u00a0 Angela pulled out a code spoofer and attached it to the door, tapping a few keys.\u00a0 The door slid open nice and quiet – convenient.\u00a0 Leon ran in with Dan, and Angela ducked in after them, pressing a button to slide the door shut.<\/p>\n
They were in the belly of the beast.<\/p>\n
To Be Continued\u2026<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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