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Somewhere within the city, there was a violent, repetitive flash and crackle. It died away momentarily, but soon the same event repeated itself. This happened several more times before there was a general silence in the city, with only the occasional flash and rumble from distant explosions. The Covenant made good use of aerial plasma charges, which their aircraft used to carpet bomb sections of the city. The areas in which they bombed were not random; however, they were areas in which Covenant ground units marked pockets of heavy UNSC resistance.
Tonight, the bombings were more violent and often. Hours ago, a small section of UNSC forces managed to break into western New Mombassa. They were supposed to secure a foothold in the city, but apparently this was not so. They were getting bombed back out, over and over again. The stranded UNC forces on the eastern fringes of the city were still stranded in the dark, scattered and alone. Over the past six days since the start of the battle, Brute kill teams have been searching the streets for UNSC survivors and civilians who were unlucky enough to make it out of the city during the initial evacuation. But the Brute kill teams were not only hunting for humans, they were also hunting for their old comrades, the Sangheili. Unknown to the UNSC, and most of the Elites on the ground, the Covenant were now fighting a civil war within their ranks.
As the days light slipped away, bringing forth another cold and deadly night, the war continued as harsh as ever. More and more Covenant forces were landing in the city, while less and less UNSC forces managed to enter the city. For those still trapped within, it was just another game of cat and mouse.
Adjusting his mirror to catch the last glimpse of sunlight, Carl finished up shaving the side of his face. It had been a week since he had shaved, and now he finally had the time to do so. He was not so thrilled with having to use such a dull service issue razor, but it was all he had for the time being. Placing the mirror and razor down, Carl dumped out the small cup of cold water and rubbed his face with a piece of torn cloth. Not the best shave, but he’d manage.
From outside, he heard a dull droning sound, and he reached for his helmet. He quickly straightened it, and grabbed his Assault Rifle beside him and moved to the blown out window. It was another search Phantom. Those things have been damn effective with rooting out men hiding inside of buildings, and Carl quickly scuttled away from the window and into the small destroyed store. So far, it was just him and First Lieutenant Preston Gray. Carl did not know how Gray got separated from his men, but Carl knew what happened to his. They were slaughtered. Carl and some others managed to break away from their communications outpost when Brutes and Grunts broke in and started to light the place to pieces. Carl made the mistake of running in any direction instead of teaming up with the others. But he suspected they were dead now, and he was lucky enough to find Gray.
As the Phantom passed by, Carl slung his rifle over his shoulder and walked deeper into the small narrow store, passing through a doorway and into a back room. There, a small fire was lit, and Carl’s and Preston’s supplies lay. Settled on the fire on a small tile plate was a cup of boiling water, and Carl gingerly grabbed it and pulled it away. Reaching into his pocket, he removed one of his last instant coffee mixes and poured it into the drink. He stirred it with his mess fork, and waited momentarily before sipping it. Of course it was burning hot, but the night was cold and the warmness filled him.
“Hey, Preston?” He asked, unsure on where the army officer was. Probably out back, he thought. He shrugged, and walked back into the main area of the store. He sat down on a crate, towards the edge of the room, and looked out into the dark and empty streets. It was his turn for watch, and he kept a flashlight at hand to signal anyone he was certain were other survivors. But so far, it was just Covenant kill teams.
