Stand My Ground (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-nmq1h5cQdk&ob=av2e#)<br/><br/><strong>ODST Gunnery Seargent "Sling"</strong><br/><strong><em>Location:</em></strong>A hotel on 1st street and Harvard Avenue. 40 minutes after drop.[/i]<br/><br/>Sling picked his way through the destroyed hotel, stepping past debris and bodies of both the innocent and the fallen brothers of the various factions within the UNSC military. A Spartan lay among the bodies of the ODST's, the Marines and the civilians. He paused for a moment to arrange the bodies in a more dignified manner before removing the clips from their weapons. He picked an almost unused Sub-machine gun from the corpse of an ODST soldier and moved on. By the time he stumbled upon the Brutes, Grunts and Jackals, he had about 20 clips for the sub-machine gun, 10 clips for his Magnum's and his pistols. He backed up into one of the shadows in the destroyed hallway and crouched behind a pile of debris that originated from the ceiling and part of the wall. The lead Brute in gold armor though had already picked up his scent. It turned and looked right at him, gesturing in his general area and barking commands to his followers. The Grunts followed the Jackals in, the bird-like alien's sheild arms leading the way, while the shields themselves lit the dark hallway. One of the Grunts spotted him shortly before he put a round from one of his M6G Pistols through it's forehead but, the suprised squeek was enough to alert the others to his presence. The Team of Jackals and Grunts fired, the arching energy passing harmlessly over his head as he dived out of the way, unloading rounds from his pistols at the aliens. Two Jackals crouched down further, their defensive sheilds protecting them from his onslaught. He rolled to his feet and fired his pistols again, dropping two grunts behind them that had foolishly tried to move up to gain a better firing position. The Jackals momentarily dropped their guard as their companions fell limply to their feet, their reptilian like beaks dropping open in suprise. The ODST dropped them a moment later with a round through each of their heads, their suprised expression now forever stuck on their alien faces.<br/><br/>The remaining Grunts turned and fled back to their leaders now that their protection was gone but, the four Brutes stepped up and fired their weapons. The heated metal from the Brute's Spiker's flew over his head as the leader in the gold armor unslung his Brute Shot and fired. The explosives from the lead Brute's weapon knocked him over and drained his sheilds to dangerously low levels. One of the low ranking Brute Infantry warriors stepped up, his Spiker in hand prepared to finish the ODST off for good. Sling's leg shot out, catching the muscle bound alien in the back of the knee and dropping it to one knee. Sling swiped one of the M6D Magnum's from it's holster, stuck the barrel of the weapon into the Brute's mouth and fired, the contents of his head splatttering all over it's comrade that came from behind it to join in the slaughter. Momentarily blinded by his allies blood, the Brute stumbled back in suprise and waved a massive arm clumsily in the air in front of it, to try and swat the Human away. Sling got up and fired his remaining pistol and drawn out Magnum, catching the thick hided beast in it's thick chest, the rounds from each weapon shoving it back more, the two remaining Grunts fled out of fright, dropping their weapons and squeeling as they waved their thick arms in the air like a white flag of surrender. The ODST ran at the gray alien and tackled it, putting his full body weight into it, knocking the creature over just as it cleared the blood from it's eyes. Sling put two rounds into the creatures ribs before he was hauled bodily from the Brute, and thrown against a nearby wall, the impact of his body making a readily noticeable imprint in the drywall. The ODST grunted in pain but rolled succesfully to his feet. The Brute Leader sneered and raised it's Brute Shot it's finger already on the trigger. An explosive round loaded into the firing chamber and launched, as the ODST dived for an open room nearby. The round detonated so close he could feel the heat from the explosion, and the resulting concussion of the explosion threw him further into the room than he had expected.<br/><br/>He slid on debris and glass, coming to a jarring stop against and over turned dresser, his helmet thankfully taking most of the damage. The gold armored Brute filled the doorway, it's deep growling bark announcing it's presence. Sling was still momentarily disoriented from the ordeal as it moved up and picked him up bodily oce again, sneering into the reflective sheen of his visor. The ODST didn't try to grab for the aliens arm, instead he reached for the two Maulers on his shoulders and placed them against the Brute's armored chest. "Eat this asshole" Sling sneered as a look of understanding dawned on the golden armored aliens face. Sling pulled the triggers of both weapons, their pellet like rounds punching through the Brute's armor due to proximity and ripping out it's back. The weapon's kick and firepower threw both Human and Brute in seperate directions, slamming the ODST back into the toppled dresser, and flinging the Brute to the foot of the doorway as the Brute Shot slipped from already limp fingers, clattering on the ground. The last remaining Brute stumbled over to it's leader's corpse, taking in the remains of what had been the alien's chest. The alien snarled angrily and fired it's Spiker, the heavy metal diging into the dresser as Sling rolled out of the way. Sling dived for the fallen Brute Shot, raising it in time to fire an explodive round into the Infantry Brute just as it stepped into the room, the shot caught it in the stomach, blowing it out of the door way, momentarily stunning it as it slammed into the wall, crushing the drywall behind it and leaving a heavy imprint in the wall. The Odst Got up and fired the Brute Shot again, this time the shot hitting high on it's chest and denting in the armor. The Brute dropped it's weapon bareing it's claws and growling loudly as it began to beserk. A third round blew it's helmet off it's head and a shot from his remaining Magnum punched through it's head flipping it end over end as it began to run at him. The dead body of the Brute crashed against him and knocked him down, crushing him beneath it's dead weight. Sling just sat still for the moment, recovering his breath and willing his heart to calm from the massive amounts of adrenaline that had flooded his sytem.<br/><br/>Sling pushed the dead Brute's body off of him with a great heave and shook his head.<br/><br/>"Sheesh" he muttered as he reached up to switch over to a general comm channel and switch his tracking beacon on "calling any UNSC forces within the vicinity. This is ODST Gunnery Seargent Sling. I am currently holed up in a hotel with unknown number of Covenant forces. Over"<br/><br/><em>A few blocks away</em><br/><br/>Gladiator nodded to Hunter as the Spartan entered and began collecting his own assortment of weapons. He moved to the doorway and and kept watch for any Covenant threats as Hunter collected his things.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I'm gonna run back to the roof with these, could come in useful having the roof as a backup, I also have an idea for that rocket launcher you are holding, follow me"<br/><br/>Hunter then took the equipment he had and headed back up to the roof, knowing it was clear because he and Gladiator had just checked the passage they had travelled down.</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Intrigued as to his comrade's plans he followed silently, adjusting the teams NAV markers onto the location of the weapon storage room instead of himself. Suddenly a NAV marker appeared on his HUD indicating that an alley was nearby shortly before a message crackled over the general comm channel.<em>"Calling all UNSC forces within the vicinity, this is ODST Gunnery Sergeant Sling. I am currently holed up in a hotel with unknown number of Covenant forces. Over."</em>Judging from the location of the beacon and the relatively clear transmission, the ODST was only a few blocks away.<br/><br/>Gladiator hurried past Hunter as he switched over to general comms, going at a fast jog towards the roof "Gunny, this is Sierra 0161. We're near your position in a office building a few blocks away. We are about to engage Covenant forces of our own. If you can make your way over here, we'd be glad of the assistance. Over."<br/>A moment later Gladiator's tracking beacon went active as well.