Spartan-D339 sprinted behind the rock as plasma thudded overhead. The squeal of an Unggoy was heard as he fished out another clip for his MA5C and rammed it home. He fervently wished that Commander had been able to get the new Spartans their augmentations in time, but funding was short. A high pitched squeak made him look up. A grunt was on the rock staring down at him, pistol coming around. He pushed off the rock as a bolt burned the grass where he was not a split second before. He spun and put three rounds in the villain's head. Spotting two nearby ODSTs, he made for their cover.
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| - Spartan-D339 sprinted behind the rock as plasma thudded overhead. The squeal of an Unggoy was heard as he fished out another clip for his MA5C and rammed it home. He fervently wished that Commander had been able to get the new Spartans their augmentations in time, but funding was short. A high pitched squeak made him look up. A grunt was on the rock staring down at him, pistol coming around. He pushed off the rock as a bolt burned the grass where he was not a split second before. He spun and put three rounds in the villain's head. Spotting two nearby ODSTs, he made for their cover.
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| - Spartan-D339 sprinted behind the rock as plasma thudded overhead. The squeal of an Unggoy was heard as he fished out another clip for his MA5C and rammed it home. He fervently wished that Commander had been able to get the new Spartans their augmentations in time, but funding was short. A high pitched squeak made him look up. A grunt was on the rock staring down at him, pistol coming around. He pushed off the rock as a bolt burned the grass where he was not a split second before. He spun and put three rounds in the villain's head. Rising from his position on the ground, he assessed the situation with a practiced eye. He was only 13 years old, but seven years of military training was more than enough to assess danger. Spotting two nearby ODSTs, he made for their cover. He rushed over and spotted the Brute hurling a plasma grenade. "Get down!" He screamed, grabbing the ODSTs pushing them away. The grenade landed behind him, and glowed brighter. There was no time to move. Hot plasma boiled along his back, cooking skin and flesh, eating him hungrily...
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