The two camouflaged sniper-wielding elites had grown impatient, as brute after brute got one-tapped by either the sniperjumper or Spark - all after they had placed crippling beam particle shots on the brutes.
"Blasted humans!" One elite shouted as he waved the heat off his hand, coming from the beamer's overheated barrel.
"Be calm, brother! There is no glory in greed!"
"Wort-wort-wort!"
When the elites of the Impotence pushed up to the elevated wall, their grunts were already there; reinforcing their allies with the superior covenant tech. While the green grunt unleashed his fuel rod on the wraiths moments before the carpet run set the ground ablaze, the other grunts deployed some bubble shields, which gave the ODSTs some much-needed cover as the captured wall had taken plasma from all sides.
"Kappa 4, you are clear to move up when you are ready, the Wasps will be on station to provide top cover for the remainder of your forces, continue mission so we can drop reinforcements, Strident out."
Talgott was far too distracted by the bombardment to respond. He dropped his auto-mag and stared into the fire. It's good his helmet had filters, or he'd smelled the horrors of carpet-bombed apes and their burning fur. The elites, who just arrived at the wall, seemed to enjoy it - the red-armored Veras let out his battle roar.
"Radio!"
Kappa four's radio jockey got turned around by his LT. In the little time they had spent on the field, Talgott had grown accustomed to his lady-in-command. It reminded him of his previous tour, where a similarly hard-boiled bosslady had shown him the ropes. He just hoped this didn't end up like that last time he dropped.
The allied infantry took a breather. The Impotent Elites joined up with Field Marshall 'Vurumai and the grunts began scavenging weapons and supplies. While Wolf shouted into the microphone, the green-colored grunt picked up Talgott's auto-mag from the wall floor.
"Hey!"
Though the grunt turned around and distinctly saw the human point at his pistol, he sanctimoniously scurried off before Wolf was done with Talgo's radio.
"-have better information then the guy your keeping pinned to this fucking radio."
Lezz frowned and directed his attention to the LT and his radio.
"What's this dude's problem, gunny? Ma'am. LT."
While stumbling over his words, he knew hierarchy was never his strong suit.
"He's a bit of a foulmouth."
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