The task had been simple. Deliver the Data Core to the Rendez-vous point on Dxun, but the smugglers had been detected. Onderon’s forces had seixed the Cargo and captured all the smugglers but one. He managed to get word to the Spartans.
“Well That’s just Great!” Shouted Alicia. Clad in her olive scout armour, she clenched her fist and began to slam the Table on the Smuggler’s ship. Greg catched her arm in mid air. “Watch it, this stuff is not UNSC grade, it’s fragile.” Greg was in blue pathfinder armour.
“And that Data, is important Greg” said Alicia.
“Well, we could go get it ourselves”
“And you’re suggesting we go knocking on their door, and ask nicely?”
“No, but according to the smuggler, there are rebel forces trying to overthrow their king who they claim is unlegitimate. To make matters worse for them, a lot of their population is in fury after he decided to join the separatists.”
“All the better for us”, Jordan stepped in grabbing his supressor. He had the purple Pionieer MJOLNIR GEN-2 Variant.
“So where shall we drop you off then? The rebel’s base? Where is that?” said Dane. He was the pilot of Eagle squad and wore the Aviator.
“I can give you the co-ordinates of the rebels”, the smuggler said. “We depended on the food and water supplies you had in exchange for the data”
Alicia hastily replied “Well then give us the co-ordinates. It looks like we’re going to have to break into the King’s vault or wherever he’s storing the data so we might as well supply you.”
Eagle squad and the smuggler stepped into the pelican. It returned to the stealth corvette where they loaded the supplies and grabbed a few extra weapons and explosives. There was no smart AI on board the UNSC Moonlight but there was a dumb-AI that regulated the ship on Dane’s command as well as relayed the information to their MJOLNIR suits. Two huragoks were on the ship as well. He had deployed recon drones that had scanned Onderon. Iziz’s city’s layout had been uploaded to their MJOLNIR armour and the jungle’s location as well. After the supplies were ready, they boarded the Pelican. Dane turned on the stealth systems as the dropship descended into the atmosphere.
“Thirty seconds until drop-off. Wait, I’m detecting droid signatures. Alicia, what do you see?” Alicia activated her promethean vision.
“Ten Battle droids, and five super battle droids. There is a tank as well. Relaying information. Dane, light the battle droids up. Frontal turret. Spare the tank. Squad! Get ready!”
The pelican’s frontal turret fired the a shower of rounds, impacting on the battle droids and breaking stealth. The pelican positioned itself on top of the tank as the spartans jumped out of the pelican on the tank. Greg carried the smuggler on his back as he dropped on the tank. The impact of their MJOLNIR had created three dents where they had landed. They opened the hatches and ripped the battle droids out of the comparments. The rebels came out of hiding and the pelican landed on their base landing zone.
“These are the guys with the supplies. They are called Spartans. Fancy name, play cool.” The smuggler said to the rebels.
"What are they? One of the smuggler said, intimidated by the sight.
“We’re friendlies. We’ll help you, but only because we need to retrieve the data your smuggler’s failed to deliver, that’s it” replied Greg.
The rebel commander walked towards the Spartans. They took the tank to the base and unloaded the supplies. The four spartans used their holographic projectors to display a detailed map of Iziz city and the palace. After agreeing on a distraction, the rebels went to eat, shower and arm themselves for the assault. The plan was to infiltrate Palace while the rebels used the tank to infiltrate the city and start the revolution. It wasn’t going to be easy getting in the palace as the city had several anti-air defences. However, there was a spot on the sky-ramp where the pelican could drop of the spartans while in stealth.
“Let’s move it Soldiers!” Alicia Shouted. “Once we land, place down some explosives on the eastern and western turrets. Greg, take the eastern turret. Jordan, take the western one. I’ll be covering you.”
Dane flew the pelican towards the sky ramp. He activated every piece of stealth the pelican had. A loud explosion was heard in the distance and the rebels attacked. The separatist reinforcements concentrated themselves towards the Plazas were the fighting was being born. The spartans used the opportunity and dropped off.
“GO GO GO!” Jordan Shouted. They sprinted towards the Anti-Air Turrets while firing their supressors. They tore the battle droids apart as searing bolts of hard-light filled the air where they faced. Alicia fired her light rifle at the oncoming targets from the higher sections of the skyramp. The charges had been set and the spartans joined Alicia. Jordan detonated the charges. Dane fired a salvo of Anvils at the tanks coming towards them. The pelican used it’s stealth to ease it’s way into the sky and provide support for the rebel forces. The spartans sprinted towards the Palace.
“Droidekas!” shouted Jordan. “Greg, Take them!” Jordan activated his hard light shield as the droidekas opened fire on him and approached the droidekas. The spartans took cover behind him. Greg jumped on Alicia who gave him a boost in height and landed behind the two droidekas. He slowly rolled two frags inside the droideka’s and backed up as the grenades detonated destroying the Droidekas. They sprinted past several of the battle droids and the guards. Upon entering the palace. Greg activated his active camo and sneaked past the barriers while they were down. Alicia and Jordan fought the guards and battle droids. Alicia used her promethean vision to detect the location of the vault and the data.
“There! Greg, deactivate those barriers.” Alicia said.
Greg killed the guards guarding the barrier and brought them down. After a few skirmishes, they found the data.
“Dane, I need you to pick us up. Ready>”
“I’m giving the rebels help. I’ll be transporting a group of rebels to the Sky Ramp. 'Meet you there, over.”
“Roger that. Squad! Move out!”
The squad fought their way out of the royal palace. They left a trail of junk and half disintegrated corpses. The Pelican dropped several rebels. The spartans took their place in the pelican. It took off into the atmosphere, back into the UNSC Moonlight. Several of the anti-air towers had been deactivated.
“Mission complete Spartans. Good Job. Dane, launch Archer missile pods one through three on the palace. Celebratory fireworks.”
“Aya Alicia. Didn’t know you liked fireworks.”
“Who Doesn’t?”
Missiles launched from the stealth corvette and impacted into the palace. The pelican returned home and the corvette activated it’s slipspace drive.
“Good job, good good job”