[Naked Crook]

Tye and Cameron moved near the exit of the facility. Tye was still helping Cochraine. They both watched as Sergai was outside, laying down fire. Tyber: Cameron...move in. I will wait here and protect the Lt. Commander. Cameron nodded. He emerged from cover, moved to the outside, exiting the facility, and he began to lay down fire to assist Sergai. Cameron could see the Pelican coming in the distance. He knew that within 10-20 seconds...that Pelican would be setting down to evac the survivors. Cameron: Pelican on approach...ETA 10 to 20 seconds. Cameron had an SMG in his hands, watching from cover. He knew he was going to have to B-Line it as fast as he could to get through the enemy fire, and to the Pelican unharmed. He knew that the difficulty of this task was only increased by the fact that he had to carry Cochraine. However...Tye didn't become an ODST to get the easy assignments. He had been through difficult situations like this in the past, and this was no different. Tye contacted both Sergai and Cameron over the comm. Tyber: I am going to need you guys to cover me while I get Cochraine to the Pelican. I am going to need a gold-medal performance from both of you for a brief moment while I storm across the field to get to our evac. Get ready. Do not stop firing, and do not give the enemy any quarter... Tye had to stop himself when he heard the Pilot broadcast his approach. Pilot: This is Foxtrot-101 inbound for evac...I repeat...this is Foxtrot-101 inbound for evac. Tye looked outside, and he saw the Pelican hovering overhead. Tye was about to get up and carry Cochraine outside, when he watched two Banshees fly buy, and hit the Pelican with two plasma bombs. The first bomb impacted the engine, while the second impacted the cockpit. Tyber: Foxtrot-101...do you copy? Tye could only hear static. He knew that the pilot had been killed on impact of the second bomb. The Pelican started to spin out, as it began to move away from the designated LZ. it crashed about 20 meters from where Cameron and Sergai were located. Tyber: FUCK! Tye looked at his HUD. He could see the time was at 3 minutes and 49 seconds. Tyber: Oh shit... Tye accessed his comm...he sent out a general message on every UNSC frequency. Tyber: This is Commander Vernette to ANY...I repeat...ANY UNSC bird in the sky...Hornets, Falcons, Pelicans...I don't give a damn what you are. I need evac right now! This is a priority one. Out position is 23.1 N by 83.8 W. Can any bird acknowledge!? Meanwhile: Nighthawk and Anaconda were in their Vulture. They were currently en-route to White Water when they received the transmission from Tye. Nighthawk: Oh shit... Anaconda: Commander...Vernette... Nighthawk: That is my brother down there... Nighthawk looked at the terminal next to the pilot's seat. He could see his coordinates were very close to Tye's coordinates. Nighthawk: We are close by...very close. If we adjust our heading...we can land right on top of them. Anaconda: Well...if this is your brother...I do not think there is a choice in the matter. We have to... Nighthawk: I agree. Nighthawk altered the heading of the Vulture. Nighthawk: Set our comm frequency to 3.568 THz...that should allow us to communicate right with Tye. Anaconda nodded. He stood up and walked over to the comm station. He began to adjust the frequency. Anaconda: Done... Nighthawk: Open a channel... Anaconda: Open... Nighthawk paused for a moment. Nighthawk: Commander Vernette...this is...err...a bird. We are on approach to your location. Stand by...our ETA is 1 minutes...39 seconds. Sit tight, and hold out for less than 2 minutes. We will get you out of there. Keep those bastards at bay. Over and out. Anaconda closed the comm line. Anaconda: Hopefully...we make it on time. Nighthawk: I am going to need you at weapons control. Bring EVERYTHING online. Spin up the chain guns...bring the linkless cannons online. Bring the Argent V missles online...and ready the air-to-surface warheads. Let's show The Covenant what an ONI-inspired, custom-retrofitted gunship can do. Nighthawk paused. Nighthawk: Fucking...turn that place into a parking lot. Meanwhile: Tye had heard the transmission from Nighthawk, though he did not know who it was from. He recalled Cameron and Sergain back into cover. Tyber: Sergai...Cameron...fall back, back into the facility. Take cover! We have another bird incoming! Tye sighed. He set Cochraine down, as he emerged from the cover of the doorway, and started laying down suppressive fire. As he did this, he saw Phantoms decloaking, dropping more Covenant soldiers off. These were the same Phantoms that had used their cloak to slip by the UNSC blockade. Tyber: Fuck...they just keep coming! Cameron was stepping backwards, firing his Assault rifle at any target of opportunity. He was moving back to link up with Tye, who was just inside the doorway of the Covenant facility. Meanwhile: Xyrho was on the bridge of his Corvette. He watched as the cloaked Phantoms continued making their way down to the surface. It was at this time, he had a very inspired idea. Xyrho: Helm...bring our engines online! I have an idea. Xyrho turned his head and looked at one of his operations officers. Xyrho: Ops...This Corvette is equipped with a cloaking device...very similar to the kind the Phantoms use. Engage the cloak. Operations Elite: Yes Shipmaster... Xyrho looked back to the helm officer. Xyrho: Help...bring us down into extreme low orbit right over the city that our forces are currently assaulting. I believe it is time we make our intentions clear...and to show these humans that we are not here to wage a battle of half measures. Let's show the humans defending that city...that their efforts are in vain. Xyrho's Corvette engaged it's cloak, and it began to move down towards the Planet, in the same manner that the Phantoms did.