[Hells Sniper]

Harrison nodded. He listened to Tye, getting a recap of the basic summary of what had been happening throughout the day. He had been cut off from them for what seemed like days, and was thankful that most of the senior staff was still kicking down here. Harrison turned to Nighthawk when he began to talk. He was taken a bit back when he was told about the Covenant not being his only problem. Harrison: Not my only problem, eh? Harrison sighed and folded his arms behind his back. Harrison: I need to debrief all of you on some things that have happened since we lost contact, and Captain Sharpmen, we need to talk about your mission. Jacob interjected. Jacob: Sir, about that. Harrison shook his head. Harrison: Later, Captain. I need to know about this other problem I have here. Jacob nodded. Jacob: Well, sir. It involves your other problem. Harrison looked at Jacob cautiously. Harrison: What? Jacob stood upwards and reached into his pocket to pull out the datachip for Harrison. Jacob: They all know about the mission, sir. It got sour almost immediately after I started. Jacob handed Harrison the datachip and Harrison grabbed it, running it through his fingers. Jacob: Augustus Kolya, a not-so-friendly Naval Officer, attacked me on base. We fought, we tussled, he almost won. I had to destroy the base and I got out alive. Along the way, some other things happened. Kolya chased me in a pelican, CPO McLaren came to help, she got shot down, I followed to save her. Then the Covenant attacked us, and I managed to steal a Covenant phantom and get away. It was a shitstorm to say the least, sir. Jacob sighed. Jacob: That's how he was able to get into the Battle Net, with the phantom I stole. Jacob stopped. Harrison was still looking at the datachip, but he was obviously thinking. Harrison: Augustus Kolya, who is he? Jacob chuckled. Jacob: Well, apparently, he is part of a military syndicate called "The Trust." Jacob put air quotes around the Trust, and then nodded at Nighthawk. Jacob: Nighthawk can tell you more, but I do know for certain that they've been after both us before, Admiral. Harrison looked upwards. He had never forgotten that assignment. What was supposed to be a quick and easy ODST training mission turned into months of hell, and just off of Earth's borders. Jacob saved his life more than once that year. Harrison: 2523... Jacob nodded. Harrison slid the datachip into his uniform pocket and turned to Nighthawk. He folded his arms behind his back once again and talked to Nighthawk in a polite tone. Harrison: Who are the Trust? And why are they here?