Game Set Match

(New Mombassa boardwalk)

Bishop was right. Two ghosts and patrols protected the Plasma Tanker from initial assaults.

"I really wish Pawns was here. He always has that target locator." Knight grumbled. Bishop frowned and set up his sniper.

"That's because Pawns doesn't know how to fight. Now get down their and fight." Knight almost laughed, so he held it in instead.

"You mean me? All alone against them?" Bishop nodded.

"I'll give you over watch don't worry." Knight sighed.

"I don't have much of a choice do I?" Bishop barely shook his head.

"You. Move. Now." Knight mockingly imitated Bishop's voice and got up, trotting off the ridge and down the boardwalk. The first thing he sighted was a brute. God, those things were tough. Massive, armoured, hairy beasts. They didn't know when to quit, and they shrugged off small arms fire like rain. The best way to kill them, Knight found, was a shotgun to the face. He grabbed his shotgun and fully loaded it, moving slowly towards the brute. It stood at the ready, it's hoof near the spiker rifle it carried at all times. Knight dropped his shotgun and instead grabbed his karambit knife. This weapon was perfectly curved for going past a small slit in the skull and into the brain. He uses his VISR to mark where to stab, and went to work. He jumped at the brute, and slipped the knife into the brain. The brute's eyes widened, and he fell dead. Knight ticked one kill, and dragged the brute under the boardwalk.

"Knight. You got a brute major moving to your most recent kill. Stay low." Knight winced a bit. Majors were near impossible to kill in a one v one fight. Only teamwork or high explosives could kill them. Suddenly, knight had an idea.

"Don't worry bishop I got em." He planted multiple c-4 charges under the boardwalk where the brute stood, and dove to the sand." The brute major called out for his comrade, but to no avail.

"Blasted fool. Always slacking off on the-" the boardwalk went up in flames and smoke as the c-4 plastics completely obliterated that section. Wood and dust rained down on Knight as he laughed happily.

"Buck yeah! Style points!" He chuckled and climbed up the boardwalks steps and back on it."

"Uggggh, you just got the attention of the ghosts. And the 3 brutes nearest you. Have fun."

"You've gotta be kidding!" Knight yelled, as he turned around, shotgun in his hooves. The first brute rounded the corner, and yelled as he charged the ODST. After his first step he fell dead, and Bishop's sniper bucked. The second brute looked around before running out, the one taking a bullet to the neck and falling Into the hole in the boardwalk.

"Thanks buddy, I owe you one." Knight sighed and relief, and saluted Bishop.

"It's not over yet, they still have ghosts. And there's still- never mind, got em." The last brute toppled over with out a large section of his chest, thanks to Bishop's sniper. The two grunts in the ghosts signalled each other, and flanked Knight. The floating gun platforms moved in for the kill, and started to unload multiple plasma rounds at their enemy. Knight jumped, flipped and glided away from the shots, taking cover behind a small store. He attached the explosive launcher to his magnum, and leaned out. The grunts started to shoot him again, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, a shot hit his hoof. He bounced a bit, and the explosive flew.... Directly onto the plasma pipeline. Knight suddenly dropped everything, galloping at full speed towards Bishop, waving his arms.

"THAT PLASMA TANKER IS GONNA BLOW!" He ignored the burning pain of the occasional plasma round hitting his back as he dashed past Bishop, picking the smaller unicorn up and dragging him along.

"HEY I CAN WALK MYSELF!" He yelled at the sudden action. The grunts in the ghosts, now just having realized what happened, screamed in terror and went as fast as their vehicles could. There was a sound like a thunder clap, and then the ground shook violently. Knight yelled as he urged his aching muscles to move faster, spotting an open man hole and galloping as fast as he could. He wondered whether the ghosts or the explosion would flatten him first. As he felt the plasma filed explosion licking his back, he yelled again and everything went black, Bishop's yell mixed with his.

(15 clicks away, NM subway)

Rook looked up as he heard a massive sound, the glass around him breaking. The sky went slightly red as the cloud of heat and smoke rose.

"King what was that?!" He yelled into his com.

"That was a Plasma Tanker. Bishop and Knight where in that general area. I can't find them now." Rook set his coordinates to the explosions origin, and trotted off.