[Hells Sniper]

Dangerus nodded, looking at Xyrho. Dangerus: The Sangheili have always hated the Jiralhanae, and vice versa. It is a curse in this alliance. That we must resort to our rivalry when we know the greater good is always in front of us. Dangerus shrugged. Dangerus: My kind has not helped the situation, I will admit. Even I have resorted to it on certain occasions. Occasions I am not defiantly proud of. Dangerus grunted. Dangerus: The Prophets had given me the fleet this battle, Xyrho. I would hope your elites understand that this is a Jiralhanae operation, it rides on me. And I hope you would help me achieve the victory today. Dangerus brought his fist to his chest, banging it against his armor. A sign of respect towards Xyrho and hoping for a return salute. Meanwhile: By the time everyone else had dispersed, Sergeant Athios had received his mission from Harrison, leaving the room to prep his squad for the extraction of over fifty civilians in a hotel in Carver. Jacob was the only one left in the command tent. Harrison had since moved to his office to read the orders to Jacob in complete privacy. Harrison: Captain...this mission is one I was not even told about until a few minutes ago. Jacob: Sir? Harrison took a deep breath. Harrison: This is straight from the big guys, how they got the orders sent to us is beyond me. Must be some high officials in my ranks, or even down on that planet to know the Contingency plan in order to get this one out. Harrison paused. Harrison: It's from ONI. Jacob shifted a little more. Operations from high ONI officials were always ones that they suspected were the most dangerous and the most important. Harrison: They gave me three things. The name of the SINGLE person in the op, the location, and the objective. Harrison smiled on the other end as he began to read the orders from ONI to Jacob. Harrison: As pursuant to Article 15F-C5 of the San Angeles WINTER CONTINGENCY Declaration Supplemental Orders, the ODST named Captain Jacob Sharpmen is to immediately move to the orbiting body of Losan. On the Northern tip of the planet is the ONI Data Archiving and Redundancy Krypt, otherwise known as the DARK Facility. The ODST is to move to this installation and secure all sensitive data in the Archive room, involving all information regarding every individual involved in a Spartan Program. This Operation is of utmost secrecy, classified above Top Secret, and as such only Admiral Harrison and Captain Sharpmen may know the main objective. ODST Captain Sharpmen is given all rights of an ONI Agent until the specified Operation is complete, or until the Commander Officer deems it necessary. Operation WINTER MOON is now in effect. Jacob took in all the information. Losan, DARK Facility, Archive room, Information about the Spartan Programs, Top Secret. Harrison: Understood...Agent? Jacob smiled, he was basically about to go on a mission with no rules, and only an objective. Something he hadn't been able to do in a long time. Unless you count the coup he started during Genesis. Jacob: I understand, sir. My ride? Harrison: Currently getting that information now...You are to take the flight alone in one of ONI's Prototype Stealth Pelicans. Rearm yourself, get moving to the Southern end of the airfield and take the pelican stationed there. It should be on it's way to you, there will be two pilots. Just state your name and service number and you will be ready to move. Jacob: Yes, sir. Anything else? Harrison: None whatsoever, Agent. Good luck. Get the data, get back to the pelican, it will bring you back here. Get moving. Jacob: Understood, sir. I'll see you in a few hours. Sharpmen out. With that, Jacob left the room and headed towards the makeshift armory that had been set up. He noted that he would most likely not need his sniper rifle on the assignment and opted to switch out for two Socoms and an assault rifle. He packed as much ammunition and grenades as he could into his pack. Jacob rechecked the gear he was wearing, it was as good as it was gonna get and if he needed to switch any weapons he was sure DARK Facility would be carrying some heat. Jacob left the armory and just started walking towards the South end of the airfield. He ignored everyone and focused primarily on the objective at hand and the mission he was about to partake in. Within a few minutes he saw a black, unmarked pelican fly low and in front of him. He stopped as the pelican opened up to reveal a Pilot in pure black armor. The pilot was holding a Socom in his hand. Jacob: Captain Jacob Sharpmen. UNSC ID: Sigma-Juliet-Zero-Two-Eight-Romeo-Zero-Six The pilot nodded and turned, using his hand he nudged Jacob on board. Jacob took one last look at the surrounding area. The burning city behind the airfield, the dozens of troopers on the tarmac, and the last glimpse of survival on San Angeles. He smiled and walked onto the pelican as the bay doors shut behind him. They were off to DARK.