CHAPTER 19
HARVEST
Otto watched Margaret heave Victor, with Roma tagging behind. Good, he thought.
he switched to his jackhammer and lobbed both rockets at the advancing force, no good. Only 10 grunts and an elite were in pieces.
dammit, he dropped the Jackhammer with the second and last set of barrels, picking up a fallen Plasma Rifle and a collection of spherical purple plasma grenades.
he traced the banshee with plasma rifle fire.
"C'mon, you dumb bastard! I'm right here!" he said through the external speakers in his helmet, powerful and amplified.
The alien surely heard him, as he aggressively swerved at breakneck speeds and peppered him with plasma, before sending another green blot at him. As it struck where he stood, he leapt up into the air and snagged the wing of the flier, dragging the banshee slightly with his weight.
He booted his feet to the cockpit and drew his knife, the canopy opened and the surprised elite inside flared his four mouth autonomy mouth, he looked surprised and stayed surprised as Otto rammed the knife into his throat and kicked his bleeding body out of the flier canopy.
He took the helm of it and worked to steady the craft as it swerved across the peak. Staring out onto the bulbous hull of the Covenant Mothership, still there. He gave a smile as his helmet accessed the controls and displayed them, he swung into the flight pattern and etched closer towards the mothership, he remotely triggered a final countdown timer through his HUD onto the FENRIS Warhead, two minutes, at max speed of the spartans, they should be already clear of the blast by the time the bomb touched the inside of the ship.
Otto Boosted forward towards the ship, as it collapsed towards one minute thirty.
He began to understand that his own chances of survival were slim as he approached the target on course. He'd surely cut his fuse too short.
"Black Team evermore" he said, as he carried on course, etching closer towards the carrier.
the cylindrial mangneta disk that must have been the grav lift was the source of Covenant troops and supplies between itself and the ground, and the ticket in for the nuke at 50 seconds, Otto opened the top hatch of the flier and grabbed the warhead on it's metal carrying sling, and lobbed it up the grav lift. As the banshees turned to fire on him, he hit the throttle hard, boosting ahead on the banshee as far as possible.
as the bombs countdown timer reached zero, a large bright light over lapped him and send a hellstorm across the peak, evaporating everything it touched, smashing into and out of the ship as it snapped into pieces like balsa wood and blew into the ground. It's outer shielding rose and eventually gave in, spreading the hellstorm outwards. Otto looked back and admired the beauty of the explosion, like a blooming flower.
The angry fires pursued him, as he felt the heat sting around him as he boosted the flier craft ever further. Soon the heat was too strong as the banshee finally gave to the pressure and blew open from loose shrapnel. Otto tumbled out, trying to control his descent into the lake below, he smashed into the water as his armor locked up from the pressure of the shockwave blast, he sank into what began to feel like a lake which now dragged him deeper into blackness as the flames burned across the surface. As his vision darkened, he swore he saw Maggie hold her arms out to him. He felt his arms connect to hers, and then the feeling of sinking asleep beneath his own skin.